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paradisalogs2012-09-30 05:56 pm
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Who: Merlin and YOU
What: Puttering about town and creeping on individual people
When: 9/30 all day
Where: Town and the castle and wherever, I'll make it work
Rating: PG because Merlin
Notes: Action or prose I'll match!
[It was easier for him to close the journal and just walk around, to investigate this place himself. Easier to avoid whatever it was that he was seeing (no he was convinced that wasn't his loss, it couldn't be, it was just guilt) and instead be around others. That seemed to keep it at bay, whatever it was.
And well if it kept such things at bay, why not enjoy learning about his fellow residents while he was at it? So he crept along, keeping to the shadows mostly. On occasion inching closer to the interesting ones to hear what they were speaking about, or closer still to invading their space to see their reaction. In bars, inns, stores, the castle itself.]
What: Puttering about town and creeping on individual people
When: 9/30 all day
Where: Town and the castle and wherever, I'll make it work
Rating: PG because Merlin
Notes: Action or prose I'll match!
[It was easier for him to close the journal and just walk around, to investigate this place himself. Easier to avoid whatever it was that he was seeing (no he was convinced that wasn't his loss, it couldn't be, it was just guilt) and instead be around others. That seemed to keep it at bay, whatever it was.
And well if it kept such things at bay, why not enjoy learning about his fellow residents while he was at it? So he crept along, keeping to the shadows mostly. On occasion inching closer to the interesting ones to hear what they were speaking about, or closer still to invading their space to see their reaction. In bars, inns, stores, the castle itself.]
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It isn't until after she has cleared the market that she stops, sitting herself on a nice bench next to a large tree. ]
There is something bothering you. [ To anyone else it would look as if Morgana is talking to think air, but she is isn't. Not in the slightest. ]