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[pratful]

[ a strange text appears across Arthur's screen, scrolling with interminable slowness through the words. ]

Hear ye, Hear ye, Hear ye!

The Royal Prince Arthur Pendragon of Camelot wishes the following to be known.




He is lonely.

[ and then the feed mysteriously clicks off only to be replaced with a vision of Arthur taping photocopied posters of the same message to a certain lamp post, unaware of the shaky recording as his phone starts to work it's way out of his upper pocket.

Perhaps the phone felt sorry for the lamp post, under appreciated that it is, perhaps it's the lamppost feeling sorry for Arthur. Either way, Arthur certainly had not planned to get caught quite like this! ]

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[charring]

No. Not tonight. I told him he needs to spend time with you. As much as I'd love to see him tonight and any time I can, I don't want to be that annoying girlfriend that gets between her boyfriend and his friends.

[pratful]

[ ... well, wonderful. Now Arthur actually feels like the prat that Merlin often claims he is. ]

I see. [ he bows stiffly over his phone. ] Thank-you for the sentiment but I can assure you it's groundless. Merlin's perfectly capable of making up his own mind on who he'd prefer to be with. [ and Arthur is perfectly capable of making up his mind to be pissed off. ]

[charring]

[No, that's not allowed, Arthur.] I know. And he agreed that he should spend time with you, as well. You were his friend long before I came into his life. I don't think he said it, just to agree with me. You're important to him.

[pratful]

[ he's nigh on near to blushing at that. Good thing he's not prone to such blatant human follies. right ]

Oh, he did, did he? I wasn't aware that he was so far gone that he needed to ask your permission before doing anything on his own. I don't need any handouts.

[ Hello, Charlie McGee. Meet Arthur the idiot. ]

[charring]

[Hello, Arthur the idiot. Meet Charlie the mildly insulted. But she keeps her tone even, even smiling just a bit.] It's not a handout. He doesn't need my permission to do a thing. Don't be goofy. He's very much so his own person.

[She's letting this slide because Arthur is hurt.]

[pratful]

Quite so, which makes me wonder how he even got involved with you in the first place. [ he's defensive now. He's never handled rejection very well. On the upside, it's certainly lead him to some very interesting friendships down the line... Assuming both parties manage to live. ]

[charring]

Ask him. And then let me know because I'm still surprised.

[pratful]

Very well then. I will. [ and don't think he won't! ]