[Who, indeed, knows what might change with how they regard each other over time?
However that turns out, Merlin's action should probably not be taken as a baseline.]
Wise choice.
Off we go, then!
[He taps his staff on the stone floor. It ripples and -
Disappears.
His laughter echoes in this newly-created shortcut as they fall all the way down, although the speed of their descent is slowed before they fall safely on the ground: feet first, in Merlin's case.
Ahh, but not all their lessons are as funny as this one. Time in the Tower may pass by differently, but it passes nonetheless. On the Surface of the world, the years proceed at their own pace. Romani Archiman adjusts to the paces at Chaldea and pours his heart out to Magi☆Mari. Leonardo da Vinci, Renaissance genius, becomes the Doctor's confidant. Galahad is summoned and remains dormant in his new vessel.
And then -]
So it's like this.
[To get a closer look at this new development, Merlin's chosen to utilize a dream. Not Roman's for nightmare-related reasons, but one of the staff's. He makes himself comfortable in one of the lounge chairs, invisible to the slumbering human's awareness as they relieve and sort through the events of the day, including break room gossip.
Chaldea has a new director, and the general consensus about her isn't too favorable.
By now, he won't be surprised if his student somehow wanders in. Watanuki's progress with controlling his own powers has been satisfying, which means that Merlin's been explaining away his occasional check-ins to the Antarctic by giving fake excuses and avoidant answers.
It's not yet time to give away the King of Mages' sleight of hand. In the meantime, there is always "market research" for Magi☆Mari.]
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However that turns out, Merlin's action should probably not be taken as a baseline.]
Wise choice.
Off we go, then!
[He taps his staff on the stone floor. It ripples and -
Disappears.
His laughter echoes in this newly-created shortcut as they fall all the way down, although the speed of their descent is slowed before they fall safely on the ground: feet first, in Merlin's case.
Ahh, but not all their lessons are as funny as this one. Time in the Tower may pass by differently, but it passes nonetheless. On the Surface of the world, the years proceed at their own pace. Romani Archiman adjusts to the paces at Chaldea and pours his heart out to Magi☆Mari. Leonardo da Vinci, Renaissance genius, becomes the Doctor's confidant. Galahad is summoned and remains dormant in his new vessel.
And then -]
So it's like this.
[To get a closer look at this new development, Merlin's chosen to utilize a dream. Not Roman's for nightmare-related reasons, but one of the staff's. He makes himself comfortable in one of the lounge chairs, invisible to the slumbering human's awareness as they relieve and sort through the events of the day, including break room gossip.
Chaldea has a new director, and the general consensus about her isn't too favorable.
By now, he won't be surprised if his student somehow wanders in. Watanuki's progress with controlling his own powers has been satisfying, which means that Merlin's been explaining away his occasional check-ins to the Antarctic by giving fake excuses and avoidant answers.
It's not yet time to give away the King of Mages' sleight of hand. In the meantime, there is always "market research" for Magi☆Mari.]