Sir Agravain of Orkney (asshatoforkney) wrote,
Sir Agravain of Orkney

3-way: Millicent and Merlin

Well, now he's pissed. Typist willing, he'll lurch forward suddenly and swing a flaming arm at Millicent's head.

Continued from here. I would suggest an Agravain-Millicent-Merlin order, if the other typists are agreeable?
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Millicent giggles as she ducks, and then murmurs a spell to protect her from the flames. "Are you nice and warm?" she quotes him.
Merlin isn't exactly pleased to have to interrupt, but hey, he was just wandering about.

Typist willing, there'll be a hand gesture, and a frown, and Agravain is going to have a little raining cloud of his own to put him out.
Agravain's just going to stand under the cloud, then, waiting for the flames to go out, and looking vaguely annoyed.

He would have preferred to not be sopping wet, Merlin.
Millicent is once again impressed with the power radiating off the wizard, and she's worried about retribution from him. From Agravain? Not so much. "He did say I "should"," she points out. She might have taken a step or two back though, while Merlin cast the cloud spell, ready to flee.
Merlin might be getting some schadenfreude from getting Agravain soaked, we won't lie. Besides, the little cloud over his head really fits him well!

"Your judgement clearly wasn't at its best, then, lass," Merlin says sedately.

He's ignoring the asshat. Predictably.
Agravain's not going to say anything just yet. He'll stay under his cloud and let Merlin deal with Millicent for a while. He is getting progressively grumpier, though.
"I think perhaps it was his lack," Millicent disagrees in a calm, cool tone, indicating Agravain with a nod. "He did ask for it, quite literally." She looks at Agravain with disdain. "Besides trying to convince me I wouldn't be able to resist him."
Merlin chuckles, than looks at Agravain. "Ever the same, Sir Agravain. Never taking no for an answer, aye?"
Agravain just looks annoyed. "Would you mind making this thing disappear?" he asks, not at all politely.

Your cloud, he does not like it.
Millicent's eyes narrow, simply because she doesn't like Agravain. "Why don't I make you disappear?" she offers. She'd really love to throw a solid Killing Curse at someone, and he's a certainly nice target.
"Now now, lass, don't even consider it," Merlin says sedately.

Mind you, the cloud is not going anywhere either.
"Well, it would get me out from under this damned cloud."

He should probably know better than to sarcastically encourage Millicent by now. But he's still doing it.
Millicent lifts her wand. Well, Gellert's wand, but he's letting her use it, and it certainly works well enough for her. She's spinning it in her fingers, eyes narrowed on Agravain. The only thing holding her back is Merlin's presence. She has sense enough to know his magic is more powerful than her own.

Though if you want to give her permission, she'd be easily provoked to do it, consequences be damned.
Typist willing, Millicent's wand is going to fly out of her hand, with just a little gesture of Merlin's.

Otherwise, just assume he did nothing but observe the exchange. :P
"He's ruining all our fun," Agravain says to Millicent, assuming Merlin was successful in getting rid of her wand. If he wasn't, we're not sure Agravain will be saying anything, erm.

Well, since Aggy's already cheated death about 439826482763 times, if it comes down to it I wouldn't mind if he finally gets bumped off. So we'll see how it goes?