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██ ☂ █ Location : The Round Table
██ ☂ █ Company : Just Himself
██ ☂ █ Thinking : It isn’t a cakewalk
It’s always hard, losing knights. Merlin’d only ever experienced it once before this and even that hadn’t been pleasant. He licked his lips and moved about straightening the room. Arthur would be arriving soon for the conference with the other knights. They were down two members, which meant that there was a position to be filled. Two, actually. And something a little more sinister that he was planning on looking into after respects were paid. No rest for the wicked, not when it came to keeping some kind of order in the world.
Maybe it was the idea that they would be replacing someone that he’d known, two someones, that made this difficult. And the fact that he had already picked someone to put up for nomination. These things moved quickly, didn’t they? He moved to get the glasses, one for each of the knights. He wasn’t sure who would be showing up, though he gave everyone ample notice. He wanted a full house. Merlin felt like that would honor the dead a little better. But he had no control over air traffic. At least not as much as he’d like.
After setting the places, Merlin stepped back and moved to talk to the front man of the tailor. He would be greeting the knights after all. Their conversation was quick and Merlin quickly retreated to the back where he would sit in his little corner, away from the round table, to wait. Merlin wasn’t a knight, after all. He was an advisor and protector. A wizard. He liked the imagery, even if the circumstances weren’t the best at present.