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[onceandfutureprat]

[If anyone's moving through the stairs between levels seven and eight, they'll most likely come across the unconscious king of Camelot. That's... not all together uncommon for him. There's nothing seriously wrong with him, except for a large knot growing on his forehead. But if someone wants to help a guy out, that'd be nice.]


[ooc: Seriously anyone is free to find him. Good or bad.]

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[onceandfutureprat]

[Arthur has a strangely thick skull.]

I haven't had... pills before.

[lastincident]

[ He is rapidly figuring out you're not a LARPer or cosplayer, Arthur. ] They're small medicines. Here. [ Time to get one, show him, and a glass of water. ] Pill on tongue, drink some water, take pill with it.

Don't chew the pill. It's not good for you.

[onceandfutureprat]

[Just the good ol King of Camelot. Arthur takes the pill from his hand, eyeing it for a moment before putting it in his mouth. He trusts that Merlin would not work with people in the Infirmary who would give him something harmful.

With the water, it's not as bitter as some of the stuff that Gaius gives him. That's a plus.]

Thank you.

[lastincident]

It'll take some time to take affect, so if I were you I'd just go to your cabin, dim the lights and lay down for a bit. It'll help. [ Gonna get you a bottle of pain killers and hand-write some specific instruction in simpler terms for the king of cosplay. ]

[onceandfutureprat]

[The simpler the better. Arthur nods a little, making a small face when his head throbs because of it. He's not very good at taking it easy, so there's no promises if he'll actually go rest in his room after this.]

I don't think I got your name.

[lastincident]

I'm Dr. Banner. You can call me Bruce, however.

[ Don't make him march you there Arthur. ]

And you are?

[onceandfutureprat]

King Arthur of Camelot. But you may simply call me Arthur.

[lastincident]

[ Bruce's brows go right up, over his glasses, and then down. Well, then. Okay. How about that. ]

Nice to meet you, Arthur.

[ This was a turn for the weird. ]

[onceandfutureprat]

[You turn into a green rage monster, you have no room to talk.] And you, Bruce. [Arthur inclines his head slightly.] You're done with me then?

[lastincident]

[ Still weird to him, okay. ]

Yes, you're good to go. If you have headaches beyond-- well, the norm for a head injury, or have trouble seeing, dizzy spells-- contact me immediately.

[onceandfutureprat]

I will. If you happen to tell Merlin about this, tell him that he doesn't need to fuss like a woman. [That's the King of Camelot, he never stops making fun of Merlin.]

[lastincident]

...sure. Right. [ Merlin? Okay, yes, this just got weirder. ]