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[purpleandgray]

can't be bothered to prove I'm human with every comment.

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[purpleandgray]

Laughing, Merlin bumps his shoulder on Despil but puts that look away. It's mostly there to annoy Jurt (and Marco) after all. Despil is a little more perceptive about these things. Merlin doesn't have to have ammunition to cock a gun...

"Alright, fair. I was seeing someone for a while. Then a coup happened and I disappeared, you know how these things go."

He shouldn't really think about it. He doesn't have the time or safe enough situation to give it much room right now. But he isn't exactly the type to go for one night stands either, like Despil.

[despil]

​"Such a badly timed coup," he says almost sympathetically. As if there's such a thing as a well timed one. Despil was never one for steady dating, but if a coup interrupted a good situation for Merlin, then he can at least pretend to be regretful for him. Okay, maybe he can try harder.

But really ... she's better off. No point in tangling her into the messes of the king of the courts.

"You should ask them depose you when you're in the middle of a nasty break-up. Ladies love it when you disappear on them then. If they don't disappear you, first."

Also, you should know never to take dating advice from Despil Sawall.

[purpleandgray]

Merlin's brows shoot up in an expression that is down right sympathetic. Despil, brother, it's not a surprise no one really sticks by you for a long while.

"Do they really?" he asks with a small chuckle. "I feel like my experience says otherwise. Julia came after me with a whole arsenal of spells. This time I got dumped. It's fine. It's probably better this way. Who knows what kind of shit will rain on my parade from this coup."

Yeah, okay, enough about coups and failed realtionships. He's losing his pleasant buzz.

"Are we singing more or shall we find a new place for the rest of the evening?"

[despil]

It's for their own good, really. Despil would be the first to tell you that he's not the guy for you if you're in it for the long haul. He's much too here and there for that sort of steadiness. Fortunately for him, there are plenty of women who agree with this sentiment, which means fewer instances of messy disappearances.

"Meh, I'm just about done here."

He plucks off some panties that have somehow gotten tucked into his jacket, a frilly baby blue colored thing that he sets on a bar stool for its owner to find later.