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William halted, staring at Merlin seeming breathless. He lifted his hand and pointed at the magic before him. "S o r c e r y ! " He shouted into the empty forest.
"That is what it is going to sound like when they catch you communing with Mother Nature on the King's soil, Merlin. Stop being an idiot and put those magic fingers back in your pockets where they belong."
{merlin}
"Your face is priceless, you should see yourself right now, Will.” He’s laughing, of course, as a good best friend should in such situation. "Though, you know just fine, in all seriousness, it’s either here or on the floor.”
"....."
"Cheeky git." Will plopped onto the bed with his mate, taking off his shirt for good measure. It was unspoken challenges like this he refused to let go. "Arse." he added gracefully.
❝ You know, there’s plenty of space here. ❞
"........." He does not know how to deal with this offer.
I love you, Kitten. Not sure how many times I am allowed to say it, but I love you. I love you. I love you.
in a word || phoebe & william
“Well well well. William. Dear, dear William. Word on the street is that you and Jones are, you know, doing the deed. Making some magic. Fucking, in a word.”
“Congratulations, dear one! You know, I’d always thought she was a lesbian, actually but obviously you’ve turned that one around!”
"Awwww shucks, Phoe, is that a congradulations from you?"
Phoebe could be a bit overwhelming for Will. She was strong like Kitty but he was not sure she had soft spots like the Hufflepuff did. Still, Will was too dazed and lovesick to be wary of her right now. Besides, if he got in trouble with the Bones-Prewett on accident Kitty would come to his rescue like the knight in shining armor she was.
I have drafted starters.
( « ❤ » )
❝ I am a friend of Merlin. Does it really matter who I am to the Prince? ❞
But Guinevere knew that he wouldn’t let this topic just drop so easily, so she went on to add,
❝ I am the Lady Morgana’s handmaiden. She is the king’s ward, so yes——I am with Prince Arthur. Does that answer your question? ❞
William watched her with narrowed eyes that rolled and left her as soon as she was done speaking. Perhaps it was contempt though it could very possibly be regret. It was always hard to tell with Will.
"You shouldn't be here. None of you should. You don't know Merlin like I do. And y o u never will. This is about Merlin just as much as it is about the safety of Ealdor."
boy or knight
"Indeed I shall take offense, for you insult not only myself but my brother. If you insult one of the sons of Morgause, you insult us all. Gawain is by far a better man than you shall ever hope to be, sir — and if you do not wish to make of us enemies, you shall learn to hold your tongue."
It took all of Mordred’s self-control not to reach for his sword, though it was becoming increasingly difficult not to snarl at William like the dog he’d been called. Mordred wasn’t especially concerned with his own reputation: it was generally poor enough, given his personality, and he was rather used to it. But an insult to his brothers — particularly Gawain or poor, mad Gaheris — was something he would never bear.
"Easy there Mordred. A knight with anymore fire than me would tell you to draw your sword for insulting his honor." Will was smiling despite himself. As much as he disliked being belittled by a scrawny young knight he admired the passion.
"Your brother and I might as well fast hands we are so familiar. All I say of Gwaine I say in good heart. He is as much guilty of abusing conversation as I. Our honors are bound by knighthood but our kinship is propped up by jest upon jest."
"It’s more complicated than that, Will — at least give me a little credit. It’s not like I sit back, I try talking to him. But you know how Arthur can be. Besides prattish. When his mind’s set on something there’s no changing it.” He sets down his rag and shoots Will a crooked smile. Even if his friend had grudgingly admitted Arthur would become a great king (on his almost deathbed at the time, which was enough to cast doubt on the sincerity of the statement, apparently), there always seemed to be another argument to be had.
"I’ve been doing it all this time and he’s still alive and well. What’s a few more grey hairs on my head? Besides, now I’ll always have you here to keep me sane."
"Out of all the princes in all the kingdoms we get stuck with a dumbarse like Arthur in a kingdom that hangs sorcerers."
"I vote we cast our die back in the pit and roll for another royal prat."
I will be dishing out replies and handing out starters today. So like if you want the latter.
It took all her strength to keep from letting out a biting retort.
“M’trying, Sir William.” Her feet moved effortlessly, this was never where she faltered. She could dance across the training grounds without losing her breathe. But swordplay, despite having been working it since she was young, she still lacked at swinging… hard enough. It was definitely something she was keen to improve on, but she was unsure in how.
William felt for the lad, he did. But at the same time training was there to prepare knights for the struggle between life and death. He was being harsh to protect the boy. Still, being a little kinder could not hurt.
"I know, lad, it is not so easy to release all you recoil when there is not any immediate danger." He scratched his neck idly. "Say, have you ever been in a tavern brawl?"
>>>--------Happy--New--Year---------->
Well, everyone. It is officially 2015. What did I do for the new year? I dressed up like a flapper, got piss drunk, and danced the night away at a speak easy. I also cried a little bit. I think I cry every new year that I don't find someone to randomly kiss. (who will not molest me afterward). Still it was a great way to kick off the year! What did you guys do?
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sheep in the trees
She almost corrected him, almost said her name was Ella. “The village at the woods’ edge,” she said finally. “The one with the witch’s garden.”
"Oh wow." Will said with a brilliant smile.
The silence that followed made him a little uncomfortable. It felt like she was expecting something from him. He added to his previous phrase, hoping it would help.
"Neat."
sheep in the trees
Ella very nearly panicked then and there. "I’m not… well, I guess I am… It’s… it’s complicated.” She sighed, looking up for the boy from whom the voice had come. ”Please, don’t tell anyone you saw me, if they ask about me, or I’ll be in trouble.”
She turned about, looking for the path. "Which way is home?"
Will watched her from a above, the way her dress circled around her as she turned made him a bit dizzy.
"That all depends on where you live, love." He smiled, probably the only one who did at his jokes. Kitty always smiled...damn it. He could not think of...of her.
sonofpendragon
William was determined not to look away. Doing so meant forfeiting something he would rather not give up. Neither of them had drawn their swords. Their tongues were sharp enough. Will did not bother to look back at the other knights but he could easily imagine what they were doing. Leon had his arms uncrossed and ready to come between them. Gwaine was rolling his eyes and Percival was waiting for a cue from the roguish knight. He would be on them as soon as the others. Lance was frowning. Elyan tensing. The greener knights were confused and on edge. Sir William could small the fear and concern coming from them. Still, he never looked away from Arthur.
“What good will it do? E x p a n d i n g our borders… Why do you kings feel the need to take more than you have?”
sheep in the trees
stucktothesteps
"You're that girl."
Will was never terribly good at being specific. He was a shepard not a...person whose job it was to be specific. He only meant that he had seen her last night too. Running.
He just supposed it was another queer thing the royals got at running around in the woods. He had an excuse for doing so. He was lost. He was also not coming down from the tree above anytime soon. The woods were frightening. Probably not dangerous but they still put him on edge.
