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[mordred-of-camelot-a]

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[douxie-casperan]

"Heya, my name is Grub. Well it's a nickname but,,, anyway, who are you? You are really tall and thin. Do you eat enough??" The girl squinted at him. She is fairly short and has tattoos all down her arms. - @mordredofcamelot as Grub

“... You’re like the third person to ask me that, I eat just fine?”

He does not.

“Douxie, I work at Benoit’s and the bookshop if you’ve been round either of those might have seen me about. Nice tats by the way.”

[nrth-wind-a]

"Isn't it silly that you always have to save Avius. He's a wizard. He should care for himself." Mordred sighs, "Why waste time on the pathetic man?" @mordredofcamelot

@mordredofcamelot

"Watch your words, Mordred. Our causes align but that does not make me quick to forgive insults, nor ignorance.

"Because, even if we pass over for a moment how utterly insulting you've just been to both Avius, and my own judgment, you have also spouted factual inaccuracies.

"I do not always have to. Nor do I have to. I choose to, strictly when necessary, on the basis that he is kind, deserving, and that he and I have grown close, in a mutual respect, and a mutual decision to get to know each other as we carry on through our individual lives. He is perfectly independent, as am I.

"Additionally, he, too, has saved me before. I would not deign to claim that either of us is imbalanced in the care we give each other, because, as far as I am aware, both of our needs are met in that regard. We are perfectly balanced in all things, as we should be.

"Furthermore, the sheer idiocy of the idea that he is pathetic in any regard is so blatantly untrue that I believe you must be experiencing some sort of cognitive dissonance. What on earth could have made you believe such? Pathetic? Mordred, please. Do not speak hypocrisy blindly.

"Finally, the last thing I will say on this matter is to advise once more that you not insult my judgment. I could strike you down where you stand for that, and it wouldn't affect a single thing in my life. Frankly, I should. But, given that I seem to 'waste my time' on pathetic people, I suppose I will work to rectify that now, and not spare you a single second more."

[but-master]

"Ah, Hisirdoux. My apologies, I was hoping to find Master Merlin here. Could you do me a favour and give him these documents when he returns?" The tall, hardly familiar teenager, slightly older than Hisirdoux, titled his head, offering the young man the books he held. - @mordredofcamelot

Douxie blinked, uncertain as to who exactly was handing him the books. He accepted them, but couldn't help but stare a little, trying to decide if he'd seen this person before. Until he realized that was rude, and looked away sheepishly.

"Um, thank you! I'll make sure these get to him right away!" He gave a friendly smile, hoping he hadn't made the stranger uncomfortable.

[arcane-nari]

"Nari right? You're the missing member of the Arcane Order. Wasn't expecting to see you any time soon." - @mordredofcamelot

She presses her lips together, looking him up and down. Had she a heart, it would be pounding in her throat. “I know your face,” she said, but there had been so many over the years, it was hard to place him so quickly. 

Where were Douxie and Archie? They knew what spells to cast to distract mortals, or at least how to escape quickly. “It is not welcome to hear that you know mine.”

[timelordcurse]

She informs me that her friends will help her keep Benny away from the baby.

What? No. That's not right.

[but-master]

 Cont. // @mordredofcamelot

mordredofcamelot:

Mordred raised a brow in amusement. "If that is alright." He chuckled. He crossed his arms.

He found himself staring at the books Douxie had been sorting through. He recognized a few, not all however. Lady Morgana was well educated, yes, but she did not have the resources Merlin did, regardless of her relation to the king. Magical folk had no rights here, no matter their kin.

A sour look came across Mordred's face. He didn't consider himself or other Magical folk to be human. He hated humans, most anyway, there were a gentle few he liked. This is why he liked Douxie however, a magical person like himself. He also found him entertaining. Whenever he visited the boy would drop something or throw it unconsciously across the room, taking out a window or sometimes his Familiar. It was hilarious.

"What has Merlin got you doing this time?" He asks, leaning on the edge of the centerpiece table.

Douxie couldn’t very well say it wasn’t alright, or he’d give himself away, so he nodded, as he set about attempting to look a little less suspicious than before. He conveniently leaned on the titles of some the books closer to him, though he wasn’t sure he’d been fast enough to hide them. All of them were spell anthologies, and all of them were above his perceived level of expertise. He was fairly certain he could do some of those spells, though-- there had to be at least one!

The thing was, he could have played them off as Merlin doing some refreshing of his memory, only they were below Merlin’s power grade, and the man seemed to have a near-perfect memory when it came to spellcasting. It was honestly impressive. Though, now Hisirdoux only found it irritating, since it was causing him a big problem in his potential lie. 

An even worse problem, though, was that Mordred had just asked Douxie a question, and he had no idea how to answer and now it was getting to be a long pause where he hadn’t said a word in response, and if nothing else had proven to be suspicious behaviour, this surely would.

He cleared his throat and tried to say something, but was interrupted when one of the books under his hand slipped forward, dragging his arm with it. He fumbled for a moment, trying to remain upright, until he was forced to drop to leaning against the table on one elbow, his head resting on one hand, the other hand going to his hip, as he attempted to look casual.

“Oh, nothing too bad! Just... rearranging the shelves! Wants them all organized by... type! Of book! Spellbooks together, for example...” He laughed nervously, gesturing at the shelves, hoping to get Mordred’s eyes to follow to the shelf, so that he could attempt to regain his composure properly, out of view of prying eyes.

[but-master]

"Hisirdoux. Is your master out again?" Mordred stretches out his arm a moment. "I had hoped to discuss something with him."

@mordredofcamelot

Hisirdoux was caught unawares, as he'd been rifling through Merlin's bookshelves, hoping to find a spellbook he could borrow, to attempt learning from it on his own. He didn't think that Merlin had much confidence in his abilities, so if he could just show him that he could learn something real, instead of pushing a broom...!

He'd expected to be alone in the workshop, so anyone interrupting him was not something he'd prepared for. He gave a startled yelp, whirling to face the other person.

Oh. Mordred. Morgana's apprentice...

Hisirdoux flushed, feeling that he'd been caught doing something he shouldn't, even though, for all intents and purposes, Mordred couldn't possibly know if Douxie was or wasn't supposed to be looking through Merlin's books.

"Uhm, he is out right now, but he might be back soon...! You're welcome to wait here if you like--" he blurted, before realizing that would entirely mess with his plans. Oh dear.

[but-master]

Y'know what let's try this!

I will take questions on this blog for ToA versions of the following for a few days, or as long as asks come in for them:

King Arthur

Galahad

Lancelot

Mordred (tho there is also an awesome ToA Mordred blog already @mordredofcamelot if you'd like a more permanent Mordred!)

Gwaine

And honestly any other knight of the round table, as long as you specify who!

These will fall under the tags '#out on business' (i.e. Douxie being out on a mission for Merlin) and '#toa knights of the round table' for easy sorting!

Happy questing everyone!

Update: the main muse on this blog is still Camelot Douxie! If you don't ask for a knight answer you'll get Douxie! Just to clarify! :D

[timelordcurse]

I'm Mordred. I recently met Benny and her children [He handed him the Baby] I dont think Romana is going to give up . I had to use force. She didn't leave me with much choice.

-He held the little boy closely.- I know...she really feels like he is his. I tried to tell her it wasn't right.

[timelordcurse]

I have Emrys. I took him from Romana.

-He looked relieved.- You do? Oh, Benny will be so happy. Niki too.

[timelordcurse]

Are you the Doctor?

Do you need my help?