homeless

[medicus]

I'll have you know, young mundane, that some people aren't knights or made to be the ones who chase evil beings around. You know exactly where my place is meant to be and you shouldn't be fiddling with it. You have a bad tendency of dropping things, and I'll have you know that it's not the best reassurance.

And yes, yes, he's a grown man and can look after himself.

....

....

To an extent. Somewhat.

Alright, alright. Maybe not so much.

Some of these places look rather dodgy. Taken to other worlds through technology? No matter how many times you say it's science and try to explain, it all sounds like very souped up magic to me. And that's saying something. I think we'll avoid those ones for now.

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[takeyouapart]

[!!!]

I don't know who you could possibly be talking about, Gaius.

[medicus]

[Deadpan.]

Hmm yes. Whoever could I have been talking about?

[dragonspeak]

You're right, Arthur does have a rather difficult time looking after himself, doesn't he? He's lucky he has me.

[The most innocent of grins here.]

two merlins.....should have laid off the cheese....

[medicus]

[Looks around before giving the smallest hint of a grin at that one. Shame on you, Merlin.]

Luckier than he'll ever know, perhaps. Unless we're talking about serving skills.....

shhh you like us, gaius

[dragonspeak]

Aw, my serving skills are just fine, Gaius! [No fair, picking on that of all things.]

Arthur's kept me on all this time, hasn't he? I mean, there was that one time he sacked me, oh and that other time, but not since then. You'd think I was doing a shoddy job of it, the way he complains sometimes.

Oh hello other Gaius!

[court_physician]

I hope you haven't been informed of places where your very dreams aren't safe.

Why hello! /shares the wine, because Gaius's wine is uh, Gaius's wine ♥

[medicus]

[Scandalized.]

I don't think we got that far. And I don't think we ever shall. Is nothing ever private anymore?

[pratful]

I wouldn't entirely believe that. Merlin can't even muck out a stable without making a mess of it.

[ and then Arthur smiles ]

But it is good to see you again, Gaius. It's been too long. [ almost 8 months for this Arthur. He's about gone mad a few times during it too. ]

[medicus]

I suppose he should be spending less time .... in the tavern.

[Yeaaaaah, Gaius isn't ever going to be sorry for that excuse.]

Likewise, sire.

[charring]

Rude. [Teasing.]

[dragonslore]

...I do believe I know of whom you speak of, Gaius.

[medicus]

I do believe you do. The same person who will stick their head in the leech tank when they attempt to clean it.

[captain_nebula]

Looks like you're fighting a losing battle there, old man.

[medicus]

[Who're you calling old man? Harumph.]

So it would seem. It appears I may have wasted my breath.

/adds on to your pile of doubles

[pratentious]

[ This face. Forever. ]

"Grown" is a bit of a stretch there, Gaius, as is "man." I'd say more ... nearly, almost halfway self-sufficient man-child.

[ Yes, that sounds much more accurate. ]

/MORE WINE

[medicus]

I was talking in terms of physical age, sire. The rest can be left to one's own interpretation.

[Deadpan. Really, Arthur? Really?]

omg I am so sorry about spamming your post, gaius

[dragonspeak]

[Oh, you think you're so funny.]

You sure you weren't describing yourself just now?

[of_monmouth]

[Gaius!]

"The youth of today do have the most alarming tendency to run headlong into danger, it's a wonder they manage to live to old age."

[medicus]

[Geoffrey!]

So it seems, old friend. Though I do wonder how some manage to get out of bed in the morning without injury.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

I have been looking after myself and Arthur - and some pets - for almost a year now, thank you.

[ But, he's going to hug you now, so be still. Or hug back. The latter would be preferable. ]

[medicus]

Almost a year? And how many things have you managed to burn down in that year?

[Smiles, okay you can have a pat on the back, Merlin. You know he adores you really.]

[foodshortage]

You'd think most most of these technological devices I've encountered would be powered by magic, but it appears they are not.

[medicus]

[If Uther is saying it's not magic then it's definitely not. And oh hello King. Has someone been blowing horns again....?]

Sire, it would seem they are powered by science. As to what kind of science I can't say. It's definitely foreign.

[charring]

Mundanes fiddle and meddle and send us to the last place we need to go. It can be worth it, though.

[medicus]

They do like to meddle. [More than he does, even.] Though I would suppose that depends on where, and on whom is there already.