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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.

[ well, turning back to look at the stars is distracting for her, at least. and it takes her a while to even find the horse, even when she was the first one to find it earlier. it takes even longer to find the heart.

it's probably been two minutes now. ]

I can't find it. [ and she looks like she's at peace, but her tone is irritated. of all the things that she can't find. . . ]

[ He can't help it... a soft breathy laugh follows her declaration, the tone of her voice more than anything. ]

Come here... give me your hand.

[ It's too close, in a way. That he shifts in a way that indicates she can shuffle right up against him. His hand, the furthest from her, waits with his palm facing up. ]

[ fine, she does just that—moving closer and giving him her hand—not even thinking of anything else but finding the heart. once again, he's won... not that they're even playing a game of who can find this or that, in the first place. (athena, why do you have to be so competitive.) ]

I'll have to make sure I find something difficult to see later on.

Like a dragon.

[ He lightly licks his lips to try and stop them from going dry as he takes her hand. He's careful to keep his palm against the back of her hand, using them to point so she can follow her own arm.

He drags her in closer with his other arm, trying to make the viewpoint more similar to his own. ]

You haven't even seen a real dragon. [ He murmurs it softly, tilting his head to check she's looking properly, but okay he's. Close. Now. He points her hand in the right direction, holding his breath tight while he waits for her to see it. ]

[ oh, she sees it! and she even shakes her hand, pointing at it. ]

Heh, I see it now! [ she shifts a bit to get a better look at him before she grins. ] It does look like a heart, doesn't it?

[ she'll comment on the dragon thing later. for now, she's more than pleased with herself for finding it. that's three constellations down! and they're even better than the scientists in tellus who discovered the sandwich and the knife.

she's been trying to block the weird thumping sounds of his heart; it's a pretty common thing with this guy, isn't it? though being this close now, she probably made the sound louder. /shrug. ]

[ His hand actually relaxes against hers when she starts shaking her hand, sliding down the length of her upper arm to her elbow. ]

A little. [ Though he isn't surprised that they chose food when it's so... good....... ] Can you see anything else?

[ He sure did ask that to hopefully distract her to start looking for another set of stars they can use. ]

[ she puts her arm down before it goes sore, bringing merlin's down with hers, then she looks back up. ]

I guess I'll look for that dragon.

[ speaking of. . . ] Have you seen one? How big are they?

[ It's absent minded when his fingers curve over the joint, trace slow lines up and down and he stares up as well. He thinks of home. Thinks of the times when he does actually visit Kilgharrah... No wonder the dragon is getting fed up with him, honestly. But. ]

Oh yes. [ Why does it sound like he's bragging-- but then his voice softens, grows solemn. ] They're practically extinct, but Uther keeps one chained up under the castle. It doesn't fill up the underground cave but... it's huge.

...He's actually helped me out a lot.

[ ah... there's the mention of uther again. this king really isn't making a good impression on her. maybe she'll punch him if she ever meets him. though for merlin's sake, she hopes he never does show up here.

she closes her eyes as she listens, setting aside the hunt for a dragon in the stars for now. her breathing is slow and calm, and she keeps it that way. ]

That's amazing, [ there's a trace of a smile on her lips. ] though he must be so lonely being the last one. I can't imagine what it would be like, being alone like that.

[ uther... the worst king of any century... (mostly)

There's a little infortmation he omits. That he has a bargain to free the dragon one day in repayment for all that help and that he's worried about what will happen when he does--but he doesn't want that to ruin this evening. ]

Probably. [ He pushes the thoughts aside fairly quickly, and any minor noises she might hear are easily replaced by how content he is like this. ]

[ well, at least he isn't the only one who's thinking about not ruining the evening. it takes a lot out of her not to cry because poor dragon, imprisoned and also, the last one?! that's SAD. she manages to control most of her emotions, though, but a single tear escapes. she sniffs and wipes it away quickly, then laughs. ]

What about fairies, do they exist in Camelot, too?

[ Well considering said dragon tries to burn down Camelot and HIM later... (goddamit Kilgharrah ...) but no, at the moment he feels bad for it. Even if the pressure is a little... intimidating. ]

Fairies? They might have a different name... What do they look like?

[ bc they do ... have a different name......... ]

[ yeah let's not talk about what happens once the dragon is free. she'd want to fight that dragon if she found out...

(unsure) ]

They're small, but look like humans, and they know magic.

[ Well, okay... not exactly the same by that description. He frowns slightly, tries to remember back over the past... what 18 months? It's hard to say on a modern calendar. ]

The only small creatures I can think of are the Sidhe. They only have the same kind of ...form? as a human though really. They're blue.

Maybe they're the same, then. But I guess we won't know for sure.

[ she lets out a wistful sigh as she opens her eyes. she shifts to flop on her belly. her elbows are flat on the blanket, and her cheeks rest on her palms. ]

Fairies are so pretty, though. At least, in the movies and books, they are. I'd really love to be friends with one someday! [ she looks at him with a grin. ] They might be nice and pretty to look at, but you'd still be the best to me.

If they're like that, probably not. The Sidhe tried to sacrifice Arthur to get back to their land. I took one of their staffs.

[ th....ief........ and a murderer, honestly. Athena what are your life choices. ] Fairies... sound much nic-- [ Only wait, what. His face twists as he starts to reply, finally time catching up with him as he blinks up at the sky and okay now his heart is rattling a little out of hand.

Ow. Ow.

Is it possible to have a heart attack in a situation like this. ] You must have terrible taste. [ Is what he says instead, throat hoarse as he pushes himself up onto his elbows and looks down at his feet.

WHERE IS THE WINE HE WAS PROMISED ]

Yeah, I probably do.

[ she can't help but laugh at that. she rests her head on the pillow again, though, suddenly feeling tired. preparing for this day was more exhausting than she thought it would be. she thought she'd have a high amount of energy, but... nah. it's still her, though. she just isn't as loud as she normally is. ]

That's why nobody has to know the things I like. [ or who she likes, for that matter.

let's ignore the fact that two people know, though. that's still a small number compared to how many friends she has. ]

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