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harnessedpower
you should be happy! despite my state, i have managed to contain my magic.. even in very unfortunate situations.
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@harnessedpower * considering who the people in the room where at the time, Arthur was pretty confident their loyalty lay with him, not his father. They'd look after Mirya, no matter what * Gwaine is a menace at the best of times. He may be one of my most loyal knights, but you are going to hate him tomorrow when you wake up with a hangover.
harnessedpower
trusted people that i have not even told. you, ayleth, and merlin. THOSE are the only people who know of what i am. [she sits— no, she plops down on the bed and lets her arms splay across the comfortable surface.] oh, i know just how you feel about him. you do not have to remind me of that, my love.
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@harnessedpower Mirya, darling, given there's only a handful of trusted people here, I don't think that's going to happen * at her admission, he found himself heaving a sigh. gwaine, of course it was gwaine. He would have thought it highly amusing to get the future queen of Camelot drunk * Surely you've learned by now not to accept anything Gwaine gives you. He's a bad influence on everyone.
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|| random rp starters
Your muse raises a finger in a gesture to silence my muse.
Your muse gestures for my muse to sit down.
Your muse taps my muse on the shoulder to garner their attention.
Your muse works a brush / comb through my muse’s hair.
Your muse helps my muse put on an article of clothing.
Your muse and my muse make eye contact across a busy room.
Your muse straightens an article of my muse's clothes.
Your muse rolls their eyes at my muse.
Your muse hovers over my muse’s shoulder as they complete a task.
Your muse finds my muse somewhere they shouldn’t be.
Your muse finds my muse drunk.
Your muse throws an item of sentiment bitterly at my muse.
Your muse gets caught following my muse.
Your muse pulls my muse out of harm’s way.
Your muse claps a hand over my muse's mouth to silence them.
Your muse gets caught snooping in my muse's things.
Your muse throws something aggressively at my muse.
Your muse watches mine while drinking their beverage.
Your muse “accidentally” briefly touches my muse. (example: brief hand touch, knee under the table)
Your muse beckons my muse to follow yours somewhere.
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harnessedpower
/ keele, i’m smooching this SO HARD.
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@harnessedpower | like to stalk or to steal because i think we've already established you're stealing them XD
harnessedpower
your father’s giving me incredibly weird looks.
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@harnessedpower * well he certainly wasn't complaining. if he had been allowed, Arthur would have gladly shouted his engagement to the princess from a rooftop. he supposed he could just tell Gwaine. it would have the same effect. reaching over, he took hold of her hand, giving her a slightly pointed look * Mirya, you need to relax. Nothing is going to happen. And if you intend to cause yourself any more harm, I will end up whisking you away before the evening is even finished.
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[at the words, her hand moved back to its place at her side. she knew it wasn’t her magic now, no doubt. she inhaled slowly, her gaze still casted forward as though she couldn’t look anywhere else— hyperfixated on one particular spot.] duly noted. that will stop happening. [except now she’s more uncomfortable, her fingernails on her opposite hand digging into her palm.]
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@harnessedpower * yet another reason Uther was no doubt gaping. Arthur hadn't exactly told him yet, though he did mention he wished to court the princess, at least as an option. like he had predicted, the man had been impressed by the choice * Well, luckily for you, I happen to know some really good ways out of the castle. But also fortunately, I think it's more your public displays of affection. As much as I hate to say it, that man is a prude.
knightmade
what’s with the pout?
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@knightmade You know, I may not appreciate you pointing out the obvious, Lancelot, but I do thank you for your words. You have been the only one brave enough, or foolish enough, to try and get it through to me. So in return, I'm going to give you some advice. Whoever she is, this lady friend of yours that has you so distracted, go and talk to her before Gwaine sits you on your arse in training again. I need all my knights at their best and that's not happening at the moment.
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[he sat patiently while the (dumb) blond prince thought of special places. personally, it was about time that he thought for himself.] take her to the special place and be honest with her, whether you do it there or on your way. it is clear that you hold love for her and this pains you so, given how rude you’ve been acting, so.. talk to her. explain the reasoning you’ve been so incredibly awful to us, and to her, and give her the chance to talk. this is not a one way conversation— two people are required to get this all figured out. you may not be able to tell her how you feel about her today, but with time, i would recommend doing that too.
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@knightmade * okay, rude. it was bad enough having Merlin call him out for his problems. now the knights were joining in? with a small groan of frustration, he found himself raking a hand through his hair * Okay, what do you suggest in terms of special places? Because so far, I haven't exactly done anything like that yet. We don't exactly have a 'special' place as you put it. * he paused a moment, a crease forming between his brow * But I think I might just know the place.