Lady Merlin

    ❝ I’m sure if I did feasting on a deity would yield profound memories. Which I don’t have, so you must taste bland like the rest. ❞ 

“Tch, you don’t look more than a mouthful to me.”

“I’m a goddamn feast.”

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      REALITY DISGUISES ITSELF IN MANY WAYS. Truths and falsehoods hold no bearings in a land that strives to animate fiction with the erasure of common knowledge. Already, she’s caught wind of walking parallel universes; men of great stature with the surname Pendragon, and women alike. Merlin, too, has become a subject among experimental peers. Strange how they diffuse the same energy… like moths to a flame. “Perhaps it is a red string that draws us to one another. An oath by blood, mayhap, that brings you to utter my name despite seeing for yourself that I am not the Arthur you know.” 

       A heavy cover falls on the weather-ridden pages of her book, packaging its secrets in a neat stack on her lap. With neither a title nor an author to its front, only its age can infer its contents. “To whom have you pledged your fealty to?” And by whom, she meant which– to which Arthur was her allegiance sworn?

“Thank you.” She decided to be more reasonable after all. Dune stepped in ahead of her, accepting the circumstances. She was more than a bit strange and forward, but there was something he still suspected could be mutually useful. Once he had his power back… and so did she. A weak person wouldn’t have the kind of radiating confidence she had.

He took a seat on a chair close to the kitchen, glancing around at the apartment style. The condos were supposedly not different in concept, but the set-up was far different. “I’m from a more technologically advanced society than this. I don’t think this city is capable of quick space travel. However, there’s not much of a world for us.” Sucking planets dry of their resources and moving on did that sometimes.

“You must be the opposite, but technology isn’t everything. Are goddesses, demons, and magic are common in your world?”

“why yes, they are, the goddess clan however has long since perished, the demon clan had broken the seal, we also have giants, fairies, and multiple other clans.” The thought just hit her..merlin shot up.

 “Do you have a bone to pick with me? Because I’m finding all of this quiet humerus.”

 “Did you hear about the man who lost his hearing? I heard it was ear-replacable.”

  “A man got cut in half by a sword, his left side fell over. His other side said. I’m all right now.”

“Balbok, the Brutal”, it comes in return from the Orc. Although a lot more grimm and less friendly. She had the same way of talking complicated than any other humans. He feels confused and irritated. Was she now going to befriend him or just insulting him more?

“They are. But I don’t care what others say! All these— achgosh-lairk are a bunch of— bog-uchg! Just because they were the first ones on sochgal doesn’t make them any better or scarier than us!” It’s always getting difficult for him to find the right words when he’s upset. And she probably didn’t understand a thing, didn’t she? He can’t be bothered to translate at that point, though. “I don’t know what poppycock is supposed to mean, and I don’t care. Just stop talking all that shnorsh, it’s annoying. I’ll be your— companion, alright.” Was it a mistake? Maybe. But it would stop all the talking. Perhaps. Right now, he wants to blow off steam. And he decided that he had to keep up his bad reputation. “So what now? Want to go kill something with me? Or, wanna go for a blood beer?”

He’d chosen to take his chances at this point. Her home ground as it was, she didn’t seem like she had been around a significant time longer than him like others he’d spoken to. It felt like a reduced threat. Could she have filled it with dangerous objects all that fast?

Still, he told her, “Don’t lock it, please.” The ‘please’ was a questionable addition, because his tone sounded more firm than requesting. “If a roommate returns without warning while we talk, I don’t mind.” 

He was waiting to confirm this before saying anything else. He deserved this much negotiation.

“oh you needn’t worry, i’m not going to lock it, i’m home; and have a guest it would be quite rude of me to not allow you to leave anytime you wish.” She spoke as calm and cool as she could; treating this boy as she would king or any of the other sins, oddly he did look quite like king, just a blonde rather than a redhead. “You needn’t worry about roommates either i seem to be the only one here at the time being.”