http://awaitingalbion.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] awaitingalbion.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] sixwayheart 2010-08-12 02:58 am (UTC)

Oh, no thanks. Plain Merlin is enough, for me. A nickname would--[he trails off. Would...what? Not impress Arthur? What did that matter. The prince wasn't even here, anymore. But before he has the chance to re-route that sentence, Heart is tripping and her hand is on his shoulder.]

H-hey, are you alright? [He tries to balance for her grip, but ends up over-compensating. The both of them plunge towards the water. Merlin, acting and thinking quickly, reaches one arm out--around the girl. His other stays close to his body; however, his fingers spread flat in the direction of the water's surface.

His eyes gloss over with gold and in a voice not quite like the one used in conversation so far:]
Ætstandan.

[He breaths, the air leaving ripples on the water's surface so close to both of their faces.] Arisan. [Slowly--gradually--their bodies rise from being parallel to the water. It is as if Merlin is pushing them back up with one hand a hair's breadth from the water.

Gently, he sets the two of them back upon the bank.]

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