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1) Do you really want me to come in pyjamas? Really?

2) We have it but it's for special occasions and only the King and Prince can taste it.

3) I know you did

1) I did say comfy, and pyjamas are comfy! But whatever. Wear whatever you like.

2) Oh, okay. Well, you'll try it tonight, then! :)

3) Ok, good! I'll see you then.

I'll see what happens and I'll see you then :)

[ athena thought that preparing something like this was going to be easy, but it proved to be more challenging than she had imagined. she's been in and out of her apartment all evening, carrying various items and bringing it up to the rooftop.

and of course, she had visualised this better in her head. a blanket fort in the middle of the rooftop! but since she doesn't have a lot of money to buy the materials needed, she ends up with nothing but blankets. no fort... smh... at least it still looks nice and comfortable.

she didn't want to use candles just in case they accidentally burn the apartment building down, so instead, she opts for fairy lights and outlines the blanket on the ground with it. it's not what she thought it would look like, but it still looks nice!

there's even a small cooler next to the blankets, and it's where she's keeping the wine chilled. a small basket rests atop it with various kinds of snacks: chips, cheese, crackers, and popcorn... the selection of snacks is probably unusual, but it's to her tastes. people don't call her ms. fancy-pants for nothing.

when her alarm goes off though, she heads to the emergency exit and waits for merlin on the other side, where the elevator is. she thought her first case was nerve-wracking, but this. this is something else.

she hopes she never messes up.

she keeps looking at her cerevice, literally waiting by the elevator doors. her feet rock back and forth; her hands make way for widget and taps at it. she's so on the edge...

and waiting just makes her even more so. she begins to pace around the hall, the click of her shoes echoing through. why does she have to wait like this...? ]

Edited (i pressed post comment too soon...) 2016-03-01 13:01 (UTC)

[ From experience he can say this is never a five minute job. He didn't have as much to do when they met in the gardens, but the ground is softer on grass compared to hard concrete. He turns up at 10.01, dressed semi-casually in the hope that this is actually a) warm enough for when it gets even later and b) comfortable enough.

Even if she said pyjamas, that seems a bit weird to do.

He's also grateful he doesn't when the elevator doors open and he sees her. In fact, as he glances up and down, trying hard to keep his eyes up (how much leg does she have to show????????) he only makes a soft choking noise.

The doors even start to shut again.

He kind of keysmashes a bunch of buttons in the hope it won't take him down a bunch of floors again because he's actually on time he's just an idiot. He even ends up pushing himself through the doors asap once they open again in the hope that she missed that ...mess. (not likely) ]

I'm on time. [ Why does he keep having such a dry throat when it comes to this? ] Right?

[ she's only showing her knees at least?! it's a lot more covered than what she wore during the movie...

his sudden display of... whatever that was (panic? stupidity?) baffles her, and she can't help but blink in confusion. this guy... she swears. . . he's such a boob. she even pushes on the down button on the elevator to keep the doors opened for him, though that's probably not a lot of help. ]

Right. Um. [ don't freak out more than he is, athena... ] Hi!

[ her hand's shaky, but she holds it up and waves at him, even though he's just a few inches away. ]

Should we? [ go, she means. ]

[ This is definitely shorter???? Or maybe that's because most of the time she had the dress tucked over her legs. He doesn't know. That's probably why he blurts out: ] I really have no idea why you said pyjamas were okay when...

[ when...... ??????????? Only he never finishes the sentence, just looks to the rooftop access doors. ]

We should. Go. [ He clearly wasn't prepared for this evening. ]

Come on.

[ the end of the hallway isn't that far either, so it shouldn't take long for them to get to the rooftop proper. since she's the host, she decides to open the rather heavy door for him that leads to where the blanket not-fort is. it doesn't look flashy or anything, but the lights sure make it look like it's something. ]

We're going stargazing! See? Now I bet you're thinking that you should've worn pyjamas.

[ He really doesn't know what to expect when they make it out to the top, just not... this. For him things were easier because he could cheat with magic. He could make vines or whatever to hold something, could create a fire to keep them warm.

It must have taken her effort to do this.

At first he opens his mouth to protect that she's getting the door for him, but soon enough he's just staring at the blankets and lights on the floor. ]

Are you thinking that you should've worn pyjamas? [ His voice is soft when he says it though, stepping closer to the area she's set up, eyes drifting up to the sky. Slowly, he twists to look back at her, a wide smile spreading on his face. ]

What are you waiting for?

[ He holds his hand out then, and even if it shakes because wow, okay, he wants the contact and wants to spend this moment with her properly. He feels elated. ]

[ she ignores how he's shaking, since he'll probably feel better later on. she takes his hand and leads him to where the blankets are and quickly takes a seat in the middle. it's not so hard, at least. it's a bit soft since there's a cushion underneath.

there's a book by one of the pillows, and she grabs it. ]

I bought a book about the stars you can find here in Tellus. Maybe if we're lucky, we'll even see a meteor!

[ she... is so excited about this. outer space is a lot of fun, ok. ]

[ He's careful once they're at the blankets, trying to not tread dirt onto them. His hand presses to the floor anyway, just so he can lean to look at the book she pulls out. ]

What's a meteor?

[ It's nice to see how excited she is though, so he presumes that with this and the moon earring combined space must be important to her. He got glimpses of her memories before, but she hadn't gone into detail on that sort of thing. Not really. ]

[ she shifts in her seat to get a bit more comfortable. flipping through the pages of the book, she says: ]

They're shooting stars. I guess you could also call them falling stars. And... [ her index finger lingers on one edge of a page, flipping it back and forth. then she looks at him, sparkles in her eyes. ] they say that if you make a wish on one, it will come true.

[ ugh...! this is the stuff of her dreams. ]

[ He looks up at her explanation, as if searching for one of them. He probably could cheat and make a light like one but that would be cheating way too unfairly with how hopeful she seems about this. He looks down when he hears the crinkle of paper, her words coming out... more excitedly? At least it feels like it. It feels like he can easily get caught up in this moment.

That's why instead of saying something normal he asks: ] What would you wish for?

[ gomen ....... ]

[ with how caught up she seems on daydreaming, she almost tells him. almost! but she doesn't. ]

I can't tell you, [ she says with a laugh. she's not superstitious by any means, so she doesn't firmly believe in what's going to come out of her mouth, but-- ] It won't come true otherwise.

That's why if you see one, you shouldn't tell me what you wished for, either!

[ Almost... probably for the best that she doesn't. He isn't entirely sure what he'd even wish for at the moment. Sure there are ideas but some of them seem ridiculous because they might not even be necessary.

In the end, it wouldn't be surprising if he came up with something utterly stupid on the spot because all he can think of is how the shooting star, whatever it is is in the sky and there's some ridiculous superstition for it that she believes.

Then again, he's learned enough from Gaius that these kind of talks usually exist for a reason. ]

So it has to be a secret?

That's right. You can't tell anybody. [ she looks utterly serious when she says it, too!

and as she flips through some pages, she comes across the constellations section. she looks up at the night sky and squints. ok, she can't see anything yet, but maybe later when she can relax some more and get a better look at the stars above them. ]

Do you know what constellations are?

[ She really is serious, isn't she? So he nods slowly, trying to not laugh. Sorry, Athena. You just get excited and worked up about the weirdest of things. ]

Alright, it's a promise then. [ A promise that he'll keep his wish a secret--even if it ends up being something dumb like wishing for cake. You never know. ]

I think what I know of them is probably a lot different to what you do. [ He pauses then, looks her in the eye and says: ] Tell me.

Well, it's a set of stars... [ she flips through another page and points to a photo of stars. the picture also has lines drawn on it, connecting each star to another with a white line. and these stars form the shape of a...

... it's a sandwich.

what kind of constellations does tellus have. even athena doesn't look impressed. ]

They form a pattern. And in this case, it's bread? [ sweats................ ] Do you want to try looking for it? [ she perks up when she asks that, at least. ]

[ ...Slowly, so so slowly, his head tilts with a look of utter confusion on his face.

Is that really--

yes. yes it is. ]

Not very original, is it? [ OR MAYBE IT'S THE OPPOSITE. ] Does it give any directions of where it might ...be? [ Because looking up he sure can't tell that well. ]

[ she... she looks so confused and thoroughly unimpressed right now. she even wipes the non-existent sweat on her brow because this is just too much. ]

It says here that it's next to a knife.

[ why... why are the constellations in tellus insane. they're supposed to have meaning to them! and it's supposed to romantic, looking for them! lions, crabs, bears-- those are what they should be looking for. not trivial household things.

she feels like she has mosley to blame for all this. ]

Maybe I should have done my research before doing this.

[ Athena are you okay...? Are you okay Athena? ]

Maybe we're doing it all wrong.

[ He reaches out for the book then, pulling it gently away from her only to... toss it somewhere up the blanket fort. It doesn't have to be perfect, when it comes down to it. In fact: ] We can be creative... Like-- [ He pauses then, squinting up at the sky as he tries hard to find a good example. There's a bunch of stars together that looks something like: ] there, if you follow it with your hand, doesn't it look a bit like a crown?

[ He ... is definitely trying to make her feel better about this. ]

[ she pulls a pillow to use on her head as she lays down. this angle gives her a better look at the sky, and it isn't going to give her a stiff neck, either. she does search for the crown, though, tracing a finger in the air. and she can't help but smile when she sees it. ]

Yeah, it does! [ she even cants her head to the side to get a better look. yup, that sure looks like a crown.

but now she has to look for something else. something better. something to impress him. ]

Okay. [ she bites her lip. ] I think I can see a horse. Can you look for it?

[ He's still leaning back on his other hand, though she's probably right to lay back instead of being stuck with a crick in her neck. They're definitely too young to deal with something like that.

Somehow, instead of looking to check she finds the mystical somehow non-existent crown constellation, he looks down at her. It isn't anything gross in the way he actually looks at her though, though there is a gravitational pull. It's a warm feeling, one that associates her with something higher when her hair spreads out across the pillow and blankets, her eyes shining as she looks up at the sky and the smile on her face.

His hand grips into the blanket and he holds his breath, bites into his lip.

sweats profusely. ]

A-- [ He swallows, tilts himself to finally flop down on the blanket next to her. His arm is shaky from holding himself up--physically and emotionally apparently. ] --horse. I'll give it ago.

[ Only somehow the sky suddenly feels a lot more blinding than it did when he found the "crown" before. ]

[ she can feel the world spinning when merlin flops down next to her. this is unreal. and she wants to savour the moment and make sure it's etched well in her memory when she remembers that this isn't for her. this is supposed to be for him. for his happiness.

she clears her throat as she shifts to her side to look at him. it's not anything like stargazing when she notices the way his face curves, or how his cheekbones shape his face, or even how adorable his ears are. it seems even better than that. so she observes him, not saying anything. he's busy too, after all. let's not disturb the boob. ]

[ The only problem is that he's too hyper aware of what she's doing now, and even if his hands have stretched out to make a shape that looks like a square while he tries to narrow down the stars in the sky, she's clearing her throat and turning. She's watching him. Observing similar (it feels like that anyway) to how he just observed her.

His eyes flutter, his head wonders if she can hear how hard his heart is pounding already, and finally he notices where she means. ]

To the left. There.

[ He can't bring himself to turn to look at her yet. ]

Just under it there's-- [ he pulls his bottom lip into his mouth, sucks on it for a split second before letting go ] --there's something that looks like a heart.

Laughs at you!! This is what you get for asking him to be naked?! Heathen

i HATE YOU

You love me uwu

ehhh

smh?!?!

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