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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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[livingmyths]

Arthur?

Can I help?

[Rain doesn't want him to be lonely. She's been lonely way too much to wish that on anyone. Especially not on someone she likes so much.]

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[sixwinged]

Do you want company?

[signatures]

I'm sure you can find some way to cure that.

[charring]

What are you doing?

[She's only slightly certain this has to do with her.]

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[destinedtobeunpopular]

[...

Wow.

W o w.

It's. One thing to suspect it. Another entirely to see it. It really wasn't just imagination, then? Welp.]

Arthur...



What are you doing?

[pratful]

[ he freezes and then looks down and then he quickly swipes that flier off the lamppost and behind his back. ]

Help? Help with what? [ she saw nothing! ]

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[pratful]

[ geh! how many people say this? not to mention his name is plastered all across those fliers ]

I'd like my servant back. [ he's pouting but he's also not exactly saying no, either. ]

[pratful]

Of course I can. I am capable of that much at the least. [ Which begs the question of why he hasn't yet. ]

[pratful]

[ he rolls his eyes. He should have known she'd be the one to pick up on the message. ]

Nothing. Absolutely, nothing that is of concern to you. [ since he's been well and truly caught, there's no sense in stopping his curse laden crusade. He'll just keep on taping up this fliers as he talks. Y e p. ]

[charring]

[dealwithit.gif, Arthur. You're important to Merlin and therefor important to Charlie. And she's concerned. So there.]

Do you want some help?

[Yeah, now she knows full well it has to do with her, just by how he reacted.]

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[sixwinged]

..do you like ice cream?

[ obviously this solves everything. ]

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[pratful]

[ and the random call to go drinking wasn't enough? Merlin, you are truly not the brightest. ]

I'm not doing anything. [ or so he claims even as he pastes up another flier. He's found the perfect rhythm for this kind of thing. It's actually rather soothing. ]

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[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Arthur isn't the easiest to read all the time. Just a lot of the time. Okay.]

Right...

Where are you?

[livingmyths]

You're... putting up posters.

Did you need help?

[That would also help him with his feeling lonely, too, right?]

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[minigolfandsushi]

Boo fucking hoo.

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[mightbeconcussed]

Okay it is not okay for someone as pretty as you to be lonely. Where are you?

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[worldofourown]

Why not seek solace in the arms of the lamppost?

...Assuming lampposts have arms.

[awildhulkling]

Do you want to hang out?

[ You don't know him, okay? But if you're going to towncry about how lonely you are, Teddy has to do something or his conscience will eat him. ]

[signatures]

Are you?

Some people aren't sure why they feel so lonely.

[pratful]

[ never!

uh... wait. What was that again? ]

You... want to help? [ he's not used to such kindness from this place. It's strange how only a few short months can change his perspective so completely, but it has. ]

[charring]

Unless you can think of a valid reason why I shouldn't, sure I'll help.

[Plus, she feels a bit guilty. She doesn't want to be the girlfriend who gets between a guy and his friends.]

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[pratful]

Ice... cream?


I'm afraid you've lost me. [ he's from the 11th century. Even ice is an novelty to him now ]

[pratful]

[ he's tongue-tied. Yet another one with a desire to help him. Was this task truly worthy of such combined efforts? ]

That's very kind of you, but I'm afraid I only have a few left to post. However, you shall have my eternal thanks for the offer.

[pratful]

... Are you trying to say something? [ If he says Merlin, Arthur may well have to hurt someone. ]

[pratful]

[ After a short moment, he shakes his head. ]

My pardon, but I cannot accept your offer. The task is nearly done. [ and he'd feel far too guilty for accepting such help of a lady. It would be unseemly as well as pointless. ]