Just Outside The Main Gate, Saturday Morning

[bitchprince]

Much like the previous day, Saturday found Arthur venturing back down to the barricade. It was early, the sunlight was yet shallow and leaning towards overcast, and only the first warbles of birds became evident as he slogged at the thing.

At least it had remained intact overnight. He was in full armor yet again, with shamelessly modded Merlin at his side. He'd stayed quiet opposite the boy most of the time, barring talk of strategy. The magic was something that'd have to be discussed again if they managed to survive this whole mess.

He climbed up so he could take a quick survey of the town. Watching the still forms lumber about, he felt a chill settling in his bones. There was only one word he could use to describe it.

"Bugger," he muttered, succinctly, and ran a hand through his hair. Sometimes, he had a knack for brevity.

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Comments

[outofthecage.livejournal.com]

"Of course not. He'd have to learn how to take care of himself, and that would just be terrible," she said.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"He'd fall apart the week after. Who would wash his socks?"

[outofthecage.livejournal.com]

"He'd run out of clean clothes eventually, and then what would he do?" Éowyn said, grinning like she had an idea that she shouldn't have been thinking.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"He'd find a new servant," Merlin said dryly. "He got Fra--"

Tea. He needed tea.

"He did it when I was a bird."

[outofthecage.livejournal.com]

"Well, then there may be hope for him yet. That still doesn't mean anything is allowed to happen to you," Éowyn insisted.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I'll keep safe if you do, my lady."

[outofthecage.livejournal.com]

"That sounds like a fair trade to me."