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[pratentious]

[This time, the recording starts with a long, drawn out sigh. Then, surprisingly, it's still Merlin's voice that rattles off the voicemail in tones of long-suffering.]

Hello, you've reached King Arthur Pr--Pendragon. He isn't here to answer your call because he's incredibly important and busy. If you leave a message here with me, I'll make sure he gets it because I am a good servant--and friend-- [he adds the last bit in a rush, accompanied with a thwap!, an 'ow!' and an 'I heard that,' then forces the rest of the words out through gritted teeth] and will do anything my master asks of me.

[A couple seconds pass, then Merlin speaks again, this time sounding a bit further away, like he isn't speaking into the bracelet anymore.] There, happy now? If you ask me, the other one is still better-- Shut up, Merlin. It's time to do yours next. Wait, what --

[ click! ]

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video.

[veneficus]

[ this opens with a smile. A rather sly, very sweet smile; which is maybe the first indication that she wants something. ]

Brother dear, I have taken it upon myself to schedule a commitment for you.

[ degree of shame: 0% ]

I need you to accompany me on a rather important errand in the Freya district.

[ and the shamelessness continues. ]

And you must be dressed formally.

not here. 1/4

[pratentious]

[ 'Brother dear?' Oh god. Immediate instinct: despair.

But he may as well hear her out. Maybe it's something important. ]

not here. 2/4

[pratentious]

not here. 3/4

[pratentious]

video. five minutes later.

[pratentious]

No.

video.

[veneficus]

[ ok, you suck.

Big time.

This is the biggest eye roll in the history of eye rolls.

But then she smirks.

The mother of all smirks; you know, the really annoying one. ]

But I promised you will come, on your word and honor. Is that truly the worth of the Crown Prince of Camelot?

[ a sigh. ]

Such a tragedy. It would seem true gallant princes exist only in the minds of bards.

video.

[pratentious]

You cannot promise on my word and honour!

[ grumblegrumble grumpy face that means, yeah, okay, now he has to. Thanks. ]

What is this errand of yours, then?

video.

[veneficus]

Oh but I had.

[ see, that's the spirit! sort of. ]

There is a young girl called Regina Berry who is a lion tamer and has a show. I promised her we will come to see her.

video.

[pratentious]

[ Seriously? Seriously? He rolls his eyes away with a groan. ]

God help me.

[ Eyes to the ceiling, he shakes his head as though she is testing every last inch of his patience, before looking back at her. ]

I am not dressing formally for this.

video.

[veneficus]

I promised her the presence of the Crown Prince of Camelot and you shall look the part if I have to dress you up myself.

[ . . . ]

And I shall; do not doubt it.

video.

[pratentious]

Worry not, I've long been aware of your underhanded trickery, my Lady.

video.

[veneficus]

Then I shall trust you to look your best without my aid, my Champion.

video.

[pratentious]

[ tch ]

And by when must I be prepared for this little errand of yours?

video.

[veneficus]

This weekend shall do nicely. Enough time for you to think of a way to dress yourself, I trust.

video. 1/2

[pratentious]

I know how to - !

[ do not feed the trolls, do not feed the trolls. ]

video.

[pratentious]

Fine.