Open - Lights Will Guide You Home

[servant]

WHO || Merlin and YOU. (Open!)
WHAT || Stargazing
WHERE || Outside of HQ
WHEN || Late night/tonight
HOW || actionspam

[For all that he's forgotten, Merlin still remembers a time when he would sleep whenever and wherever he had the chance. He also remembers Arthur catching him when he was supposed to be doing his chores, and the stocks (or mostly just the threat of them.)]

[That had changed with time - with maturity and responsibility. Merlin eventually became one of the last in the castle to fall asleep and one of the first to rise. Months removed from that, Merlin could (and probably should) be getting a good night's rest, because there's always the chance of a mission and no shortage of new things to learn. But instead he's sneaking outside, when most of headquarters has already gone silent and dark.]

[Merlin sits down on the grass with a sigh, takes a moment to admire the night sky that's a constant source of reassurance. It hasn't changed.]

[And neither has he, apparently.]

Draca.

[Merlin smiles at the glowing outline of the Pendragon dragon that forms in front of him, like he's greeting an old friend.]

Comments

[servant]

Who doesn't like a little fun?

[Merlin shrugs, then purses his lips like he's considering her request.]

[Truth be told, he's already made up his mind.]

Forbearnan.

[One of the first real spells he actually learned. Making the flames dance in his palm is as easy as breathing.]

Be careful. It will burn you.

[reallywicked]

[From the moment that the flame appears, all of Faye's snark is gone and replaced with a look of something akin to hunger. The light dances in her dark eyes, and it feels like greeting an old friend.

She doesn't respond to Merlin's warning, but only inches closer. Much like when she got frustrated with that Wade guy at the party, Faye's thoughts begin to swirl with words.

Nothing forms fully. She's completely enthralled, though.]