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IC Contact: Scorched (Lupin's forge)

This is Remus Lupin. Please message me here for any questions regarding the Clinic or tutorials at the dojo.

If you have just arrived and know my voice, call me. I'll find you.

Sona si latine loqueris.*

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[ It is so relieving to be told that this isn't madness, isn't inexplicable, and isn't forever: three of Arthur's fears run through at once. And he's angry and grateful and embarrassed all at once. He starts to shake, and the tremors find their way into his otherwise calm voice. ]

I see. Thank you.

[All of those feelings make sense to Lupin as well. And of course he can pick up on all of them.

So he changes the subject.]

Which story did you read?

Le Morte D'Arthur.

[ He'd been feeling morbid, after all. ]

Shakespeare's better.

[ If they're going to change the subject, he'd rather it be to one which doesn't make him feel painfully self-deprecating and at odds with himself. ]

Well, you mustn't take that too seriously. It was written by a Frenchman in a jail cell and is pure poetic license. And surely our Merlin is even less like his literary counterpart; and we like him quite well for it.

[If anyone's like Merlin in that story to Arthur, mightn't it more be…? Living backward in time and all that. …Or was that T.H. White's version. You'd think they'd cover these in more depth at Hogwarts, but in fact these versions were thought of more as fanfiction than foundational texts.]

At least you'll understand next time I forget myself and use his name as an expletive. It's nothing personal.

Yes, I'm sure were I ever to meet Jesus Christ, some sort of apology would be required.

After what he went through, and what he preached, personally I can't imagine him actually caring about use of his name. …In idle remark. As justification, he might care.

Edited 2011-12-10 05:00 (UTC)

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