#emrysalwaysandforever

[arynladyofice]

Lost Magic

Aryn had realized quickly enough that travelling helped her soul heal after her loss. It had become her habit again to go into old and new worlds almost every morning, and seeing her friends as well as meeting new people put joy back in her. It felt safe to say that she was finally getting out of the grieving stage.

The last few days, Aryn had gone to medieval worlds-to put it simply, to Camelots. But today, she wished for a little change. It felt a bit too long since she went to a modern world.

Aryn aimed for a world she knew; however she forgot that she actually had never managed to control her transport spell. And it seemed that today it decided to act up.

Aryn groaned in annoyance when she appeared in a park. She quickly glanced around, and sighed in relief as she saw no one around. She could feel it was a new world to her; and she wondered why her magic had chosen this place.

While Aryn took into her clothes-changed to simple pants and shirt-she felt her magic buzz. She frowned in confusion, feeling her magic reaching for her Protégé.

So, there was a Merlin in this world.

Yet, something felt wrong to Aryn. She crossed her arms, trying to sense more of his magic to know why.

That was the moment realization hit. Aryn couldn't sense more of his magic because he hadn't more of it.

How could that be? She knew he had more magic than that!

A bit worried by her discovery, Aryn marched off the grass she had been on, and continued outisde the park. Her magic guided her, knowing where Melin was.

And it wouldn't surprise Aryn that he had felt her arrival.

[arynladyofice]

I'll try to work on your starters as soon as I can! Sorry for taking so long ^^"

[camelotpendragon2]

I'm Not A King || Merlin & Arthur

Arthur was working yet another day in the same old coffee shop. This was his life. Every morning he got up and went to school for the afternoon, and then around four he headed to his shift at the coffee shop right off of campus. His father had insisted he go to a prestigious school and get a good career. All Arthur wanted to do was find his own thing. Hitting the books wasn't that thing. But every time he tried to throw that out to his father, he got shut down. He was a grown man, almost twenty-three, but he was stuck to the rules laid before him.

At least, working here, he got to meet interesting people, and not feel as pressured. Quite a few people would come in and he'd find himself talking to them for a while, especially when they were slow. That is how it was this afternoon. It was pretty slow, and he had been talking to a regular for about fifteen minutes when he heard the bell of the door. "Hello." He told the man who had walked in, his normal half smile plastered on his face. He walked to the register, eyes basically scanning over him. He hadn't seen him in here before. "What can I get you?"