BetterHangOnIfYoureTaggingAlong

[GWAINE]

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It was an adventure, which was exactly what had Gwaine in such a good mood. Oh sure, life in Camelot was exciting. Arthur was probably the only person who could attract more trouble than Gwaine himself, but sometimes you just wanted something different. To change it up a bit. "If Arthur is finished before we get back I'll have plenty of mucking time." He scoffed. "Have you seen Arthur's training regime? We have plenty of time." Arthur was ridiculous. I mean.. yeah.. Gwaine got the point of it… He just wasn't doing it. Anyway Arthur would probably have them both mucking out the stables if they took too long so they should probably try to get the glowing piece of evidence and be off as fast as possible. Hence Gwaine's brilliant idea. "When you speak do you actually hear yourself?" Okay.. so Gwaine was getting the idea Merlin didn't see the brilliance. "We could take him." Alright, fine. Gwaine could take him. Merlin could stay in the back. "Alright.. you go ask him to take it off then. I'll be back here." "Sounds like a plan." As had been said.. They could take him. It didn't matter how they got the necklace. If it was magic evil.. they were good (or dead). And if it wasn't.. they were in the stocks for a year. And those sounded like Gwaine's kind of odds. He peeked outside before picking up the first thing he could find that seemed sword length and leaning out the back. He reached down until it caught between two spokes and grabbed Merlin's arm just before the wagon tilted backwards. "Get down." Step one, done.

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[MERLIN]

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Gwaine was insane. It rhymes—of course it’s true. He was talking about doing ridiculous things. We could take him. Again, Gwaine got a look. He was getting a lot of those. He was probably used to it so it wasn’t a big deal. ”What exactly do you plan to do to him?” He was pretty sure they couldn’t just go… attack him. Merlin could totally handle it but he couldn’t do it inconspicuously and would never master how to hide shit. Sounds like a plan. ”Don’t you dare,” he muttered quickly in response. There really weren’t any boundaries that Gwaine wouldn’t cross. Merlin watched wearily as Gwaine stopped the carriage, at that point past trying to stop him. It was pointless. Gwaine grabbed his arm keeping them from jerking back. Get down. Merlin did so quickly, waiting for the guy to appear in the back. Sure enough, they heard the footsteps approaching the back. ”Gwaine,” he muttered, at that point positive that Gwaine had a stupid idea. Not that that was very hard to predict.

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[GWAINE]

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For the record, Merlin had given Gwaine so many looks that Gwaine was just beginning to believe that the 'look' was Merlin's default facial expression and therefor all affect was lost on him. (Okay, so he knew that Merlin was irritated. He just didn't see the big deal.) "What exactly do you plan to do to him?" Gwaine shrugged. He hadn't really thought about it. "Knock him out? I won't hurt him too much, if that's what you're worried about." Yeah yeah, he knew. Creepy guy was a respectable high standing noble. Gwaine and Merlin were not. But Gwaine and Merlin was awesome and therefor seriously deserved more credit. "Don't you dare." "It'll be fine. Don’t worry." Yeah, so listening to Merlin wasn't going to happen. Gwaine stopped the carriage and quickly assured that Merlin was out of sight from the guy when he came around, which happened very soon after. Gwaine had pulled back the piece of wood but kept it in his hand, thinking it could be useful as far as the whole knocking the guy out plan went, which, yes, was still his plan, and yes, would have been very successful had it not been for the sake of keeping the thread going. Gwaine jumped out and nearly struck the man, however he turned at the last second and with a quick flash of his eyes Gwaine was flying into a tree. Well that was wonderful. He hit the ground and vines and branches and shit started twisting around him, holding him in place. The necklace had been glowing bright red since he started using magic. Gwaine glared up at the guy, though he gave him an easy smirk to piss him off. "I was right about you."



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[MERLIN]

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Merlin sat back as long as he could, attempting to stay hidden since he’d be more useful to Gwaine if he didn’t get caught as well. He figured Gwaine would be all right with the ‘knocking him out’ plan despite his opposition toward the plan in general. Though it didn’t work out the way they’d been hoping for it to. Merlin didn’t care about the other man (contrary to Gwaine’s belief) but he did care what happened to Gwaine. Don’t worry, he muttered in a mocking tone right before the guy showed up. This was the perfect time to worry. Even if you were Gwaine. Merlin peeked out and saw that Gwaine had almost succeeded, but everything quickly went downhill and Gwaine was knocked to the ground. Merlin’s eyes flashed (as he kept himself hidden) in the direction of the vines around Gwaine, attempting to get some of them to release their grip. I was right about you. Yea, he would. Merlin rolled his eyes but quickly got out of the carriage though the plan wasn’t very well thought out. Once out in the open, he wasn’t sure what to do. He couldn’t do anything, really. Had he stayed hidden and used more magic, he’d have been revealed. He was basically useless. He glanced at the glowing necklace, seeing their suspicions confirmed. ”The necklace is a bit of a giveaway,” he said coldly. He then ran to Gwaine and tugged at the vines that hadn’t been weakened.

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[GWAINE]

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Gwaine wasn't worried in the slightest. Not when he jumped out of the carriage. Not when he was being tied up. Worry simply wasn’t an emotion that came naturally to him. There was no fix a little creativity couldn't get him out of. He struggled against the vines slightly and a few loosened up. Of course he had no idea that this was Merlin's doing. As far as he knew Merlin was being a smart person staying in the carriage like he'd been told. "The necklace is a bit of a giveaway." Right, Merlin wasn't a smart person and he never did as he was told. Though Gwaine wasn't exactly happy that Merlin revealed himself (he did worry for people other than himself- they weren't as invincible), he was slightly pleased that he joined in the commenting. He nodded as much as he was able, trying to help Merlin with the whole freeing him from the vines thing while still antagonizing Mr. Uptight Sorcerer Man. "Hand it over and we might spare you execution." Because yes, Gwaine was one, in the position to be granting pardons to evil sorcerers and two, in the position to be threatening to kill the guy… who had magical vines wrapped around his chest. Yup. Im not even going to try to justify the sanity of this. For obvious reasons, the guy wasn’t very happy about the obnoxiousness, and not only did the vines around Gwaine tighten, but Merlin was pulled away to another tree where he too was tied up. Alright, so, maybe this hadn't been their greatest idea. Yes, their. Both of them. "Shut your mouth and I might spare you yours." Okay, the bad guy's trying to get the Phips character to be quiet. Yup- that’s new. "Doesn't fight fair and he can't take a little jest." THis man clearly needed a few drinks. He just wans't making this fun at all. Okay, so Gwaine hadn't been joking about the whole executing thing, but seriously, shutting up wasn't going to happen. It wasn't physically possible.



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[MERLIN]

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So it wasn’t going very well. Hand it over and we might spare you execution. It wasn’t exactly an appropriate time for that. There wasn’t an appropriate time for that to be honest. Had Arthur heard that Gwaine would have gotten at least a glare. ”Excuse him—he’s not well,” Merlin blurted out, not wanting Gwaine to make things worse. He tended to do that when he opened his mouth. Merlin continued tugging on the vines but it wasn’t doing much and he couldn’t do magic literally right next to Gwaine’s face. So it was a feeble attempt, interrupted as Merlin was pulled to another tree. Shut your mouth and I might spare you yours. ”Again—he’s not well—“ Doesn’t fight fair and he can’t take a little jest. Merlin would have face palmed if he could lift an arm up. The other man there didn’t appreciate the humor. With a motion from his arm, the two of them (still entangled) were thrown back into the carriage as the rest of the objects in the back moved to block their exit. It quickly began moving again and Merlin struggled to face Gwaine. ”You’ve got a death wish,” he muttered with a slight grin before trying to pull an arm free. Though the more he pulled at the vines, the tighter they became. ”Alright… this isn’t really working.”

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[GWAINE]

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"Excuse him— he's not well." "Really because I'm not the one attempting to choke people with plants right now." Okay, yeah, I know, you were expecting him to go all 'yeah, he's right, I'm crazy, sorry, my bad, lets be friends'… um, no. Gwaine definitely was not the crazy party in this situation. Even if his dialogue gives evidence otherwise. So, basically, the situation just kept getting worse (because of the crazy guy—not Gwaine). Gwaine was pretty pissed off when Merlin was tied up, and again when they were thrown back in the carriage. He kicked one of the boxes blocking the door, trying to knock it over. It didn't work. Gwaine turned his attention to Merlin and grinned back when he made a comment. "You've got a death wish." Shockingly not the first time I've heard that," he admitted, though he didn't waste time before reminding "You ran out there too." Like Merlin, he was doing his best to free himself, though the results were similarly unsuccessful. "Alright.. this isn't really working." "And here I thought this was all part of the plan." I mean, damn.. it wasn't? We're not playing Candyland? Nobody told me this shit.



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[MERLIN]

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Merlin was pretty sure Gwaine had officially lost his sanity. Surprisingly, though, Gwaine wasn’t to blame for the situation and Merlin wanted to focus more on getting out than complaining to Gwaine for his obnoxiousness. He watched hopefully as Gwaine kicked the box, but as he’d expected, it was to no effect. Shockingly not the first time I’ve heard that, ”Shocking,” he replied with a grin, though his grin was fading quickly. Things weren’t looking too great. You ran out there too. ”He could’ve killed you. Wouldn’t be surprised if he did with your mouth. What was I supposed to do?” In Gwaine’s defense he was unaware of the fact that Merlin would have used magic then and there if it looked like Gwaine was going to be hurt, though it would take a lot to push him to that point. Even so, running out there wasn’t the best idea. But… neither was trying to knock the guy out. Yea, the guy who was under suspicion of being a sorcerer. They’d both goofed a little. Merlin was growing aggravated as the vines pulled tighter and finally decided that breathing was more comfortable than trying to loosen the grip. And here I thought this was all part of the plan. ”Perhaps your plan,” he said jokingly though his grin was reduced to nothing by that point. And suddenly, the carriage came to a rough halt and the boxes and such in front of the exit cleared a path. In an instant, the two were thrown back out onto the ground. The man stood outside a small stone castle seemingly in the middle of nowhere. He kicked Merlin aside and knelt down beside Gwaine. You’re mouthy. Would you like to prove yourself useful now, or would you prefer some motivation a little later?

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[GWAINE]

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"He could have killed you." Gwaine smiled a little.. You have to admit, the idea of Merlin running out to save him was pretty endearing. Of course, that was largely because not knowing about Merlin's magic, the idea that Merlin could prevent Gwaine from getting killed was almost straight up hilarious. Gwaine had the utmost respect for Merlin as a friend, but the guy wasn't exactly combat savvy. "What was I supposed to do?" "Learn from my mistake and stay alive, I'd hope!" he joked, though he actually did get serious after that. Well, sort of. In a nonchalant by the way kind of way. "Besides, he was never going to kill me. I know the type. They'll never kill someone who knows they're better than them. They like the satisfaction of beating them first. Watching them give up. Of course they can never get that with me." You mentioned Morgana and I will kill you that. didn't. happen. "But it's fun to watch them try." He grinned at Merlin again. "We've got nothing to worry about." Gwaine had been in this sort of situation more times than he could count and by this point the routine was pretty straight forward. Mouth off to the bad guy, become the designated "champion", keep everyone else alive though pure stubbornness and good humor. Oh, did you think Gwaine didn't have a plan? There was a reason he was being so obnoxious.. Okay, a reason other than that he was really that cocky and thoroughly enjoyed it. He wanted the guy to focus on him.. The same way he had when he'd been taken with Elyan and Gauis. Gwaine knew exactly what he was doing. So when they were thrown on the ground again and the guy leaned over Gwaine, well he could only give a small knowing smirk at Merlin before locking eyes with the sorcerer, chuckling as he responded "I doubt even I could make that awful toupee look good." Gwaine wasn't agreeing t shit until he knew what he was doing, and he wasn't counter offering either. While he'd gladly agree to anything on the conditions that Merlin was let go, saying that was like laying all your cards on the table, and if they guy didn't take the offer then he had something to use against both of them (and again, yeah, Gwaine was pretty damn intelligent about this shit). So Gwaine would wait for the guy to raise the ante and okay gambling metaphor done.



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[MERLIN]

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Merlin scoffed. ”I never learn from mistakes. Not even yours.” At that point he was starting to wish he did stay in the carriage—he may have been able to do something to free Gwaine if he had… but he wasn’t thinking far enough ahead while in the moment and now it was too late. Gwaine explained how he was so sure he knew exactly what was going on and Merlin didn’t know if he was supposed to feel relieved or concerned. ”You’ve really got this all figured out,” he said in disbelief. It remained clear that he was uncomfortable with the situation. What was most surprising was that Gwaine legitimately did not seem worried. As made evident very quickly, they had a good reason to worry. Merlin watched Gwaine while starting to pull at the vines again. Obviously he was very determined with that plan. I doubt even I could make that awful toupee look good. The man forcefully wrapped his hand around Gwaine’s neck. If I were you I wouldn’t test my patience. It’d be better for the both of you if you didn’t. He released Gwaine and with a flash of his eyes, the vines around the both of them grew tighter.

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