onceandfutureprat

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That was... there is something incredibly wrong in your head, Admiral.

[. . .

Augh he can still remember it. He still remembers making out with Morgana]

Merlin, bring me my sword. [He has some honorable suicide to commit.]

[Later; Spam for Arya]

[Once he's gotten over his own drama concerning the breach (which actually takes him about a full day to do), Arthur realizes that he didn't see Arya at all during it and hasn't heard from her at all since. He doesn't want to assume it was bad for her too, but it doesn't hurt to check up on her anyway.

He makes his way to her quarters, and knocks sharply.]

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[It was fucking terrible, Arthur, and in her room there is some heavy footed pacing - definitely Nymeria - and the scrape of steel on stone for a moment. Then there's a clang, and a moment later Arya comes to the door empty handed and scowling.]

What?

[Yeah, he gets that the second she opens the door. He's not one to talk about handling it very well but he just took it out on Merlin and not his furniture.]

How was the breach?

[Her furniture is a bed, she is mostly taking it out on the floor. She's going to need a whetstone after this.]

Stupid. And so are you, so go away. [Yup she's going to try and shut the door in his face, sorry Arthur :c]

[Her insults roll over him by now, and he puts out a hand to stop her from shutting the door on him. Using his height and weight against her? You bet he is.]

Tell me what happened.

[You're a dick Arthur. She tries to shove the door closed one more time, but it's kind of comically useless, so she lets go and returns to sit at the foot of her bed, picking up her knife and scraping at the stone beneath her.]

Nymeria was a stupid looking little dog. [She has no idea what a poodle is, but she thinks she hates them.]

You're going to ruin it doing that. [Arthur closes the door behind him, glancing at the wolf in question but otherwise ignoring her.]

And that's why you're so upset?

[Nymeria is pacing; she isn't particularly happy, either, and Arya should probably take her to the CES to burn off the anger. Instead she just throws down the knife and glares up at Arthur.]

I was a Lannister.