and there are still places I haven't been

[impetuous]

who: Gwaine and you
what: It's his birthday! not that very many people know this
when: Today
where: Morgana's room, the Lux, and the house in that order.
rating: g for now.


[ Morgana's room ]

[ Gwaine can hardly believe what he is doing. He feels like he is fifteen again and desperately trying to impress girls, but not knowing how to go about doing so. He shakes his head trying to dispel the ridiculous thoughts. He is twenty-seven years old, twenty-eight today, and he is simply leaving a lady a token for...

He may need to come up with a proper excuse. Preferably before he is asked so he does not stutter like a misbehaving child caught doing something prohibited.

He considers knocking on the door, but it is early still and he would rather not disturb her if he can. If her sleep is not being plagued, he will not be the one to wake her from it. Instead, he hangs the leather cord on her doorknob. Hanging from it is a druid symbol, the serpent and dragon, whittled carefully from wood. Through the hole the cord cuts through, he slips the thin stem of a flower identical to the one he had used for his magic trick when they were first locked in. It is as close as he can come to attaching his name to the gift. ]


[ The Lux ]

[ While some may frown at the idea of drinking before noon, Gwaine has no such qualms. He is seated at a table, a glass of beer in front of him. He is trying to decide on something to eat, but most of the names listed are foreign to him and it shows in his face. He finally tosses the menu aside. He can just ask for whatever is recommended; luckily, he has never been a picky eater. ]


[ The house ]

[ He lets himself in, calling out as he does. ]

Arthur? Allen?

[ He has something for both. ]

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[videres]

[ Oh, would you like to escape unnoticed? So sorry, but that is not going to happen. No, because as he sets the flower in place the doorknob turns and the door opens slightly. She's awake, and has been awake for some time. ]

Gwaine, what are you doing here? [ She pulls the door open a little wider, yet to notice the gift he left on the doorknob. ]

[impetuous]

[ He should have thought up that excuse faster. He clears his throat, smiling reflexively. When he tries to speak, he stumbles at first before regaining his usual smooth manner. ]

I, er, hm. I was heading to my room. Thought I'd see how you were.

[videres]

Your room? [ The disbelief is obvious on her face. Although, it is not like she is not happy to see him. She is. It is simply. Well that excuse was rather terrible. ]

Did Arthur finally kick you off that couch? [ A jest, of course. ]

[impetuous]

Not yet, but I am certain that moment comes closer every day.

[videres]

I am amazed he has not tried already.

[ A laugh and her gaze flickers downwards, the doorknob catches her attention and she blinks. ] What is this? [ Letting go of the door she reaches down gently lifts the cord, resting the symbol in her palm. ]

[impetuous]

[ He had a snarky response ready. It shriveled up when she noticed the gift. Again, that nervous, expectant feeling of hoping she likes it assaults him. ]

I thought you might like it. It's, uh, it's a druid symbol.

[videres]

It's beautiful.

[impetuous]

[ And there's a ridiculous amount of relief. If he wasn't suddenly so happy, he would be wondering about his emotional state. ]

May I?

[videres]

Of course.

[impetuous]

[ He takes it from her hands. He hadn't knotted it tightly, unsure how long to leave it, and pulls the strands apart to slide it around her neck. Tying it, he fixes it so it hangs straight down. He steps back to admire his handiwork and smiles. ]

[videres]

[ When he does she follows the strands down with her fingers until she reaches the symbol. ]

Thank you Gwaine, I love it.

[impetuous]

[ He smiles. There is a breath's pause when he carefully checks no one is around to see before he leans forward to kiss her cheek. His voice is soft when he speaks. ]

I'm glad.

[videres]

[ Her smile grows wider. ]

I am curious, what brought this on?

[impetuous]

Mm. I wanted to make you smile. [ His smile grows into a smirk. ] I succeeded.

[videres]

In that you did.

[impetuous]

Would it be too forward to ask to be invited in or I shall be taking my leave before I impose?

[videres]

[ She pauses, considering before stepping aside and opening the door further. ]

Not at all, you may come in.

[impetuous]

[ He steps past her, brushing her accidentally as he does. He takes in the room and smiles. Not a shred of ghastly pink or red to be seen. ]

[videres]

I apologize for the mess. [ Well mess in her mind, the room is rather clean aside from the couple of dresses on her bed--as well as paper and books on her table. ] I did not expect company.

[impetuous]

[ He snickers. ]

Have you seen where I stay? Even pink and red, your room looks better by far.

[videres]

It is usually spotless.

[impetuous]

[ He leans against the wall close to her. There is a playful glint in his eyes. ]

Is this yet another confidence to keep about the Lady Morgana? Because that would be two you owe me for already.

[videres]

Not this time, no. None would believe you, even if you tried to spread the news.

[impetuous]

And yet again my reputation casts a shadow on my word. [ He mock pouts. ]

[videres]

[ She smiles as innocently as she can. ]

Tis such a shame.