Room 511, Wednesday Night

[thatsamilkshake]

After today's trip out to talk to Katchoo, Francine wasn't feeling very social. More thinky, not that her thoughts were really going anywhere except in circles.

So instead of going downstairs for the weekly shirtless vampire fix, she was camped out on her bed with a bowl of vanilla wafers, a glass of milk, and the beginnings of a letter home about everything she'd been doing for the past few months. If by 'beginning' you mean five lines worth of I was a super-hero! Booze is evil... Katchoo is...

Dunk. Crunch. Scribble.

[OOC: For the eeeeears.]

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

He was used to dealing with Arthur. "And one time in the common room." With the porn.

[thatsamilkshake]

She took a second to pin that down. "...Oh, um. Riiiight. I think you get to not count anything that happened that day. Total do-over."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I think that would be fine," Merlin said, nodding quickly.

[thatsamilkshake]

"You could pretend to have amnesia from the head-bumping!"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"But then, you'd have it too." Ah, Merlin logic.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Ooh, good point." Wait for it, wait for it, it'll come to her. "Wait, have what?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Amnesia!"

[thatsamilkshake]

"Amnesia? Why would I have that?" Francine tried to look confused. It will come as no surprise to anyone that she was actually pretty good at that.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Who are you?" Merlin asked, playing along with this. "Have we met before?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"Hey, you're only supposed to not remember the porn, not me!"

...Oops.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I remember nothing at all," Merlin insisted. "Who am I?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine snickered. "Your name is Guy McThrifflesnorter. You love sushi, have a commercial airplane pilot's license, and you're maaaaagic."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Of course! It's all coming back to me now. And you're name is... Branwen. You enjoy margaritas and are a superhero."

[thatsamilkshake]

"...Do I like cookies?" Francine eyed the box.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Hate them," Merlin said, nodding seriously.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Then why do I have a box of them on my bed?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"They're for me!" Merlin said quickly. "As a birthday present."

This lying thing was terribly easy.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Today's your birthday?" Yeeeah, character totally broken. "I didn't know! We should have a party. Well, it might be a little short notice for that. But, um, cake! I could bake a cake"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I'd be happy with the biscuits," Merlin replied. "But cake would be wonderful!"

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine nudged the box toward him, then asked because as often happened, her grasp on social situations was getting slippery right about now, and she had no idea whether they were still playing anymore, "Is it really your birthday?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin laughed and shook his head. "No, my birthday is in January."

And picked after it had already passed.

[thatsamilkshake]

*eyes The Boy* Join the club. Xander made t-shirts.

"Aww, you missed your cake. I can still make one, though! It'll just be late-cake."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"It was fall in camelot when we left, so I think I have a few months before celebrating it," Merlin replied.

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine + time-travel math = an expression sort of like the badger ran into her face. "......Ow, that made my head hurt. Your birthday's like... bouncing around the year now." She shook it off. "And I thought I had it bad being born on April Fool's Day."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

An adorable badger face.

"It makes more sense to not think about it," Merlin said, nodding seriously. "So yours is soon then?"