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[behindhiswords.livejournal.com]

[Today Merlin is hard at work. This is, really, nothing new at all. In fact, he's always working. Do this, do that, go here, go there--

He's not bitter. Really. ...Sigh.

Anyway, he's sitting on the ground with a few pairs of boots around him. A wooden basin of murky, sudsy water is next to him and a glass jar of some sort of wax substance in front of him. He is tending to the boots with care and making sure they are good and clean. He seems very involved with his work and despite being tired of chores, he's humming.

A few of the boots have holes and tears but he has a patch kit nearby, too. Merlin has it all covered. He's a good servant, after all.]

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[behindhiswords.livejournal.com]

[He pauses, then smiles in a "wow I didn't think of that and now I hate myself" way.] Yep. That would...seem to be it, basically, yeah. Not like I don't already work all the time anyway.

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

[he pats Merlin on the back] So, why not take the time now and relax! Kick up your heels! Have a soda with me in the kitchen.

[behindhiswords.livejournal.com]

A...soda? [He's so confused.] And I thought moving to Camelot was one of those 'big changes' things and then I'm here and nothing's the same. Well, except that there's people. That's a good thing.

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

[gives him an 'oh, you poor commoner' look before smiling] It is a good thing. And I am going to introduce you to soda, Merlin. Think of it as a big change for your tastebuds.