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2012-11-23 20:13Strange Tides
Gwaine thinks he might be sick and Merlin, who insists on standing, is not helping. "And this has to go into a lake, why?"
Staying
There are always reasons to stay. Gwaine's met and dealt with hundreds in his years. Never were any good enough - until Merlin.
Blood in My Mouth
His grin is red and weeping and it coats his shirt and the ground. "Is that all? I've met a princess who hits harder than you."
Fighting For Your Right
Merlin puts a paste on his bruises, fussing over which he need not. "You could not brawl. There's a thought." "Not a good one."
On the Sly
"We could," Merlin whispers in the darkest corner of Camelot. "A court always has its secrets." Gwaine stares hard at his shoulder.
Knocked Down a Peg
"But, father - " "No, Gwaine. Any man can fight, but those who fight for nothing are no men at all. Now see to your cuts."
Strange
Gwaine is being ignored, so he gives Merlin's ear a flick. "You've got strange ears." "I, what?" "Ha, got your attention!"
Arm Wrestling to Nirvana
His skin glistens with sweat, his jaw is clenched, his arm throbs, and Bors pins him to the tabletop yet again. "Another, then!"
Friendly Banter
"Arthur is less annoying than you." "Please. The Princess?" "You can bother Leon now." "Ah, but I only have eyes for you."
Gwaine thinks he might be sick and Merlin, who insists on standing, is not helping. "And this has to go into a lake, why?"
Staying
There are always reasons to stay. Gwaine's met and dealt with hundreds in his years. Never were any good enough - until Merlin.
Blood in My Mouth
His grin is red and weeping and it coats his shirt and the ground. "Is that all? I've met a princess who hits harder than you."
Fighting For Your Right
Merlin puts a paste on his bruises, fussing over which he need not. "You could not brawl. There's a thought." "Not a good one."
On the Sly
"We could," Merlin whispers in the darkest corner of Camelot. "A court always has its secrets." Gwaine stares hard at his shoulder.
Knocked Down a Peg
"But, father - " "No, Gwaine. Any man can fight, but those who fight for nothing are no men at all. Now see to your cuts."
Strange
Gwaine is being ignored, so he gives Merlin's ear a flick. "You've got strange ears." "I, what?" "Ha, got your attention!"
Arm Wrestling to Nirvana
His skin glistens with sweat, his jaw is clenched, his arm throbs, and Bors pins him to the tabletop yet again. "Another, then!"
Friendly Banter
"Arthur is less annoying than you." "Please. The Princess?" "You can bother Leon now." "Ah, but I only have eyes for you."
