Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Wednesday night found Firekeeper and Blind Seer, as usual, in the common room for their weekly dose of Darkest Night.

At first, tonight's episode had looked especially promising, as the plot claimed to center around a girl who'd been raised by wolves.

Within minutes, though, there was a somewhat annoyed-looking girl who actually had been raised by wolves throwing the occasional piece of popcorn at the screen.

Those weren't even real wolves they were using!

[ooc: ohhhh so very open.]

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

They could almost brain each other!

"Well. Yes." That was why he was seeing her, right? "May I kiss you?"

Sure, Merlin. Ask that when you can barely look her in the eye without thinking she was going to think you mad.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Oh, thank God!" Way to play the relief close to the wait, what? "Huh?"

Nobody had ever actually asked her that. If you didn't count Jimmy Conroy in fourth grade, and really that was more like offering her a dollar and the other half of his Nutty Buddie if she'd let him.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Inara told me to ask!" Ages ago. It was probably not even the right thing she said.

[thatsamilkshake]

"....Inara wants to kiss me?" That would just be weird.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"No!" Merlin paused, thinking that over. "No, she was telling me about kissing you."

A beat. "Have you kissed her?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"What? No! I mean she said something about about me being...uh...lush... one time, but that was for a class and there was no kissing!"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Lush?" Merlin frowned, taking that the entirely wrong way. "I think she was talking about me kissing you, but..."

He wasn't certain anymore.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Not drunk lush! Like, you know, womanly--" Why was she saying this? "I mean..." What? There was an offer on the table that seemed to be slipping away, or no, not an offer, because there were no Nutty Buddies involved, just a really polite request, and he wasn't a bird and he liked girls like her and WHY WAS SHE TALKING ABOUT ... AT ALL? Didn't she have an off switch, or like, something that could at least stop her lips from moving?

...It would be nice to think that throwing herself at him and kissing him was a well-thought-out and rather elegant response to that question, but it didn't really qualify on either count.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Oh. Oh.

This was certainly better than the time with Gwen. He wasn't half dead now and... Huh.

Merlin waved his hands inches from Francine's waist, wondering where on earth he was supposed to put them.

[thatsamilkshake]

Well, there would be a good place, though Francine was a little too busy flailing herself, and wondering if she'd smacked his nose as hard as it felt like and whether there should have been a breath mint but how could she have known and also this really wasn't bad at all assuming he didn't think she was some kind of crazy person when it was all over.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin was simply glad to have had something to eat that wasn't raw meat before this.

Not that fruit helped or anything, but...

He tilted his head to the left to try and make sure they weren't crushing noses. Of course, he still had his hands waving about like a mad man. And they were in a common room.

[wantstodirect]

Behind Francine, Tony gave Merlin a thumbs' up.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Widening his eyes as he noticed there was an audience. One that was giving him feedback, Merlin completely forgot about propriety and put his hands where they stopped flailing.

It was too low for her back and too high for her legs so...

[thatsamilkshake]

If you thought Francine's eye were open wide before?

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

And then he realized where his hands were. "Sorry!" Merlin shrieked said, pulling his hands away and putting a good two feet between them.

"We--we have an audience."

[thatsamilkshake]

"Oh no, that's--" Okay, she was going to say, because not all surprises were bad surprises, but then the rest of it caught up with her and wow, who knew faces could turn that color? "Oh. Um. Oh God. Sorry." To who, she wasn't sure. Maybe everybody.

[wantstodirect]

Audience? What audience? Tony was watching TV, paying no attention to anything Merlin and Francine might or might not be doing.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin cleared his throat, trying to shoot Tony one hell of a glare. "We should... go elsewhere."

[thatsamilkshake]

Thaaaaaat didn't help with the wide eyes, as recent activities, intentional or not, sent Francine's brain in directions you'd expect of...well, anybody but Merlin. "...We should?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Away for the crowd?" Merlin didn't quite get the implications. That poor, poor man.

[thatsamilkshake]

"...Okay." Wow, that required at least three seconds of mental debate. Go Francie!