he lets out a quiet laugh, breaking through the professional composure.
"Alright... I swear," with a hand in his chest, “that I will go out, endure loud music, questionable company, and whatever it is called 'fun'."
he tilts his head, meeting her gaze.
"I'm a man of word."
slight tilt of her platinum head, full lips pursing in thought. now there’s a question ….
“ only if you 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟 you’ll actually party. i’m serious, arthur. ”
points a long, red finger at him dramatically. oh, she’s enjoying this …. and yeah, she’s being evil.
so, is he complaining... about his job?
and for the record, the blonde did not know that he was hurt. He might ask George to take over and rest... while mending *almost* all of Arthur's shirts. he can do that, right?
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⠀⠀ ... and how is that not complaining ?when he creates the state himself in the first place almost all the time ?yes , he is in a place to criticise , because said servant always has to clean up the mess he makes for him . even when dealing with a -
he does not complain, he comments on the state of my chambers, /and/ a servant who cannot avoid a breastplate on the floor... is hardly in a position to criticize.
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⠀⠀ yes , and he often is the one to do such and then proceed to complain about the mess he's made . ever thought about being more careful with his armor and not leave it lying around for people ( merlin ) to trip on ?
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"Yeah, a bit…"
he admits, glancing briefly toward the direction of the party before returning his gaze to her.
"But if I promise to go partying on my night off…" he adds lightly, "would you go and enjoy your night? I know I would."
there’s a soft sigh; of course trying to convince him to 𝒏𝒐𝒕 do his literal job wouldn’t work.
“ but isn’t it, like, kinda unfair for you? it’s a party and you won’t be able to …. well, party. or drink. or anything. ”
looking up at him through thick, dark lashes.
@HighPriestess_M > ciencia, sin embargo, ese lugar le despertaba curiosidad por los experimentos secretos. Al menos, 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑜𝑠 era algo en común en el ámbito del trabajo.
— Como dije antes, me impresiona... ¿Has averiguado algo relacionado a nuestra maldición?
@HighPriestess_M Caminó a su lado por el pasillo, sus ojos dando un paseo por las paredes, la maquinaria, lo relacionado al laboratorio que estaba a la vista.
— Anya. Tienes cara de Anya. —comentó ligeramente mientras se concentraba en ver cada detalle.
Nunca se interesó demasiado en la >
@HighPriestess_M Y es un buen trabajo, ya que no está en el radar de la seguridad nacional, tampoco.
La siguió, sin dejar de admirar la arquitectura moderna del lugar.
━ Debes haber conseguido mucha gente de confianza. No diré permisos, pero... ¿Científicos? ¿Magos?
"I believe you could,"
a small pause; his hands remain clasped behind his back.
"but the boss would have my head." His tone is polite, almost apologetic. "However... You won't have to sneak out again. If I do my job properly, you'll barely notice I'm there at all. Win-win."
“ it’s fine, really. i can go there alone. ”
smoothing down her dress, looking over at @redngoldking. she’s aware this is quite literally his job …. but surely she can do this alone?
“ i don’t wanna have to sneak out again. ” a little grin.