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OOC: Ah something lighthearted, just because. You can expect replies for both - they can go to Arthur or Merlin’s comms. Merlin is blue Arthur is red!

[There’s a shaky motion to the view on screen, Merlin is in view after he turns on Arthur's comm, smiles and happily documents the following:]

I know the last few days haven't been the best, but I thought you all might enjoy seeing what a typical morning in the life of a King is like.

[Shuffling sounds, and the soft cluttering noise as the comm is set down where everyone can see the bed, as well as Merlin. Arthur’s face is in view, half pressed into the pillow in peaceful slumber; audio includes a soft, royal snore.

Merlin then walks over to the foot of the bed, trills:]

Good morning sire!

[Arthur’s muffled grumbling heralds further irritable barely wakeful type noises as he makes a determined effort to ignore Merlin, turning to plant his face away from the camera and from the loud, offending servant-like voice - is it just that everything seems heightened, or is Merlin’s voice actually that annoying?

Merlin smiles wider, grabs the sheets at the bottom of Arthur's bed, and yanks them off with no warning.]

Let's have you lazy daisy!

[Well, it’s just as well Arthur at least wears trousers to bed, isn’t it? His head lifts from the pillow enough that he might send a poisonous glare in the direction of his manservant, which may or may not lose a measure of it's conviction from the fact Arthur’s hair is striking up in odd directions.].

Merlin. What the devil do you think you’re doing?

[It’s a low rage perhaps but no less infuriated. The only reason he hasn't thrown something is because the King is visibly still trying to cling to sleep, this is currently sit in protest. Or rather a lay in protest. His tone is a very marked warning.]

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[if arthur thinks his tone has any effect on merlin after all these years he is sadly mistaken. he walks over to the side of the bed and tugs ineffectually at arthur's arm, giving him the chance to be the bigger man and actually get up on his own.

Come on, Arthur, it's bad for everyone. You're not getting anything accomplished moaning about in bed.

Edited 2014-05-28 17:16 (UTC)

Indeed. [His voice is still dull, face still half-pressed into the pillow, but he peers at Merlin, still murderous. Be the bigger man? But Merlin, since when do you ever give orders around here?] So those with any sense avoid everyone else. [Everyone. Merlin, everyone.]

Merlin. [Do let go of his arm.] If you wish my first accomplishment of the day to be your slow, agonising death, by all means continue.

Edited 2014-06-01 08:53 (UTC)

Ah yes, but in order to do that you would have to get out of bed, wouldn't you?

[merlin is cheery despite the day, gets a good firm hold of arthur's shoulders and starts to bodily drag him out of bed, since arthur elected to act like a spoiled brat instead.]

Don't worry, I'll help.

Do you really care to test your theory Merlin? [Arthur's quite sure it's possible, feeling that ought to be enough to dissuade him.

Of course it doesn’t. Does it? That would be the normal response.]

What on earth is wrong with you?! [His voice rather suddenly booms, no longer in a state where a passive response might leave him in peace. It's too late now and the act of being physically moved has Arthur start to struggle to wrench himself irritably out of Merlin’s hold. He may not have thought this through.]

[merlin tightens his hold on arthur enough that the heightened sensory feedback of recent days sends a little prickling fissure up his arms, but arthur's not getting away from him.

he may look scrawny, but merlin's been hauling arthur's shite around for years now and he can handle a bit of a temper tantrum no problem.]

I'm merely doing my job, sire. [merlin's voice is deceptively earnest as he hauls arthur the rest of the way off the bed.] You are always complaining about my failures as a servant so I thought you would be pleased with my devotion.

Of course it involves sleeping at all hours.

[He doesn't seemed impressed by that. Or surprised.]

[cheerily, because merlin is basically an asshole when it comes to arthur. it's how they show their love okay.]

Don't be ridiculous, if I have to be awake then so does he.

That sounds fairer than kings worry about.

It took quite a bit of work but Arthur is starting to come around to the concept.

More than most kings can say.

nodding with a slight frown because you're not wrong, kid.]

Unfortunately, yes. Would that it wasn't the case.

It's the nature of kings though. Trouble with being born to something like that.

No reason they can't work to be better though.

It would be nice, if they did, wouldn't it?

[He's still a bit of a dreamer, in the end]

[that's alright, merlin is the biggest dreamer of them all.]

Some times all they need is a good push. [and then a little half smile] Out of bed.

[He has to laugh at that]

Someone should try that on our king.

I'd be happy to, given the chance.

Half of France would thank you.

And the other half?

Are rich, or fools but mostly rich fools.

Ah yes, I know the type.

They keep ending up in charge. No wonder we have troubles.

The fallacy of the noble class.

It's a hard thing to change.

[They tried. They really tried.]

[He's rather more awake upon finding out this is being broadcast and this and has since taken control of his device, though he is in a genuine state of disarray as much as he attempts to appear otherwise.]

This is hardly all hours, it's only ..the morning. Well, the equivalent of morning here.

[Are you arguing with a child? Well not arguing, explaining.]

Rest of us have been up for a while though. Looking after things.

[Looking after things? Arthur would ask what on earth they are ever in control of aboard this ship, but- no.

His tone his not one of mockery, nor is his expression, but rather in a state of something like curious admiration precociousness of the boy.]

I see, important business then?

Edited 2014-06-02 11:35 (UTC)

Nothing onboard takes care of itself.

[Okay, that's not quite true]

Only half the things on the ship take care of themselves.

[Watching in amusement. It's not something she'd ever expect of a king but then again, her father doesn't really sleep. Elves.]

How rude to a daisy, never are they lazy.

[bowing his head slightly in acquiescence to her point.]

Perhaps not the most apt comparison, no. I admit it was largely for the rhyme.

Perhaps not. [Flowers are kind of a thing with her.]

I suppose I cannot blame you for that though. It is interesting.

[leaning in conspiratorially like he's sharing a secret.] The fact that he doesn't like it is the biggest driving factor, honestly.

[Must not laugh.

Must not laugh.

Must not-

Lúthien covers her mouth to muffle a light, musical, giggle.] Then that could well help in waking him.

Some times you just have to put your back into it and drag him out of bed though

Are you sure that you will be able to? He seems quite attached to his bed.

Oh, I've done it before, don't you worry.

You have? Well, do not let me stop you.

[She'll just watch. And laugh.]

[merlin bows at her through the comm because country boy or not stiles knows how to behave around a lady, before turning his attention back to dealing with his difficult king.]

[And she'll quietly watch in amusement.]

[Arthur looks slightly aghast at yet another who's viewing this generally humiliating display and he attempts to regain some dignity now as though suddenly he is very much awake, snatching control of his device and as noble as one can appear with their hair askew and no shirt.]

You'll find Merlin is often most impertinent, my lady. Especially to those least deserving.

[Yeah Merlin. Even flowers. There's a squinty-eyed glare sent in the direct of said, impertinent manservant.]

[Luthien looks unperturbed, quietly watching him and then shaking her head.]

He must be quite skilled then if you keep him in your service. Or perhaps you are attached to him?

[There's a small laugh in Arthur's tone as if the young woman has said something amusing. She still, in small ways reminds him of Morgana, but any delicate young woman with long, dark hair is apt to.]

No. I fear he's actually as useless as he is ill-mannered. [Arthur offers bluntly and without hesitation, brushing a hand at his hair to smooth it some.] I'm certainly not attached to him [Lies. Terrible, lies Arthur. Yes it's because Merlin can still hear this.]

But, he is all I have left of home here. [Such reluctance, poor Arthur how difficult is his life.]

Edited 2014-06-02 11:36 (UTC)

[She bristles at the laugh, head lifting just a fraction higher. You're the young one, Arthur. She's been around since before the first rising of the Sun and Moon.]

I can understand that sentiment. Artanis is the only one I know from home and she is like a sister to me.

[Arthur's amusement does settle some as the notices a small change in her demeanor, there's an edge of truth to his words. His brows lift lightly as he gives a small nod of understanding.]

It does help to keep one sane. Despite how it might otherwise appear.

[Another brief side-eye gets sent toward Merlin, off screen. Arthur seems to have forgotten somewhat his disheveled state.]

And how are you fairing lately my lady? More than usual the corridors of this ship are an unpleasant place to be.

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