Arthur Pendragon (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} thefuture_king) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming,@ 2010-03-21 00:19:00 |
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What: Apartment gawking, awkwardness, probably rage and sad, sad emo!Merlin tears
When: Sometime earlier this evening
Where: Room 809
Rating: L.O.L.
Status: Incomplete
Arthur had come to the quick conclusion that he wasn't well suited to this place. He didn't understand what motivated people. He didn't understand the peril they were suddenly living in. He didn't understand why Guinevere was being overly kind toward him or why Morgana decided she was going to have magic. He didn't understand elevators or escalators or what the difference there was. He didn't understand why people rode in cars and why only some whined and had flashing blue lights, while all the rest didn't, or why some were enormous and others too tiny for even a full grown man. He didn't understand the food. He didn't understand electricity.
He didn't understand why he was here.
And he didn't know how anyone managed to make sense of it all.
He traced his fingers over the walls of his new dwelling, trying to map out the feel of the rooms. It would all take some getting used to and Arthur didn't deal well with change.