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[king]

CHARACTERS: Arthur Pendragon & everyone ever.
LOCATION: Arthur's rooms / Oxygen Gardens / kitchens / wherever.
WARNINGS: Will mark subject lines if necessary.
SUMMARY: Arthur doesn't see the point of the communicators anyway.
NOTES: Just a place for December action threads to go! I'll be starting some prearranged stuff, but feel free to leave a generic "welp here is my character" tag or grab me on plurk to plan. Open to literally everything.


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guinevere;

[king]

[ arthur had, well. more or less abandoned guinevere in the med bay, a fact for which he feels more than a little guilty. circumstances had demanded it, of course, but he knew how confusing this place could be, and he regrets leaving her in merlin's hands. his manservant may have hidden talents, but he's still an idiot. ]

[ fortunately, during their intensely awkward exchange after the jump, he'd had the chance to see the numbers on her arm; the ones which correspond with her room. and so it is that he decides to drop by her room in person — now properly clothed. in fact, he's armoured, since even after a month he hasn't been able to let go of the paranoia the ship instills in him. ]

[ perhaps somewhat absurdly, he brings with him a plate of buttered toast (since he can't get flowers, offerings of food will have to do; sadly the toaster is the only form of cooking he's mastered.) plate in one hand, he knocks on the door with the other (they slide strangely smoothly, but old habits die hard.) ]

merrrrrrlin;

[king]

[ despite the static of the network, person-to-person broadcasts seem to work just fine, which is fortunate, since arthur is sending a barrage to merlin. all of them share a theme: he's expected in the oxygen gardens, five minutes ago. ]

[ they are, of course, slightly more commanding than that. ]

[ arthur waits for him impatiently, one hand on the neck of the fine brown stallion who's been his companion for the last three years. he knows the basics of caring for his horse, of course, but he's honestly not sure where the hell he's going to keep it, and anyway, what's merlin for if not for the grunt work that arthur's too busy to do? (busy with what...) ]

welp here is my character

[handelaar]

[There are two horses in the Gardens, now.

He is 99.9% sure there were never two horses before, and Jaye never said anything about acquiring a horse that wasn't Hatter's and okay they'd talked about cloning before but - one, he didn't think it was serious - and two, this horse is in no way a replica of Hatter's. Part of him thinks that he must be still dreaming, crashed on a couch near the abandoned tea lounge, and the other part thinks that maybe he's finally gone and overworked himself into hallucinating. Four goddamn people left in the department right now and still most of a ship to feed. Nevermind that the horses are obviously different in both build and color - after nearly a month of mask-induced hallucinations he isn't counting it out.

So even though he has hours upon hours of work to do he still takes the time to swing by more than he should, really. Jaye takes care of her animals and if this is another one of hers then he knows she's arranged for its care. Just weird that she wouldn't mention it, and maybe in all of his visits he's hoping to stumble upon Mason, or Faith, or someone who can answer it for him. Not like he can get on the network and ask whose goddamn horse this is.]

Kitchen ]

[licks]

[Kate is pretty self-sufficient most days, but there are times when she doesn't feel like quickly leaving the kitchen to go eat in the privacy of her own room. Lucky for Arthur, today is one of those particular days. She's slicing pieces of an apple, one of the few that she'd managed to grab when she'd seen them earlier and was grateful it hadn't gone too soft since that date.

Her cuts aren't all too even, but she's mostly trying to make the piece of fruit last as long as possible. She's also doing a great deal of people watching from her at one of the tables.]

(ooc: if this doesn't work, just let me know!)