http://twoskeletons.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] twoskeletons.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] whynot 2009-07-22 08:17 am (UTC)

WHAT OH NO WHERE DID MORE COME FROM?

"I was double-crossed," Edmund replies.

"You were double-crossed," Arthur says, "or you changed your mind once Aslan got back from Sicily?"

Edmund says, "My family has washed our hands of Jadis. Even if she were alive, it would be unwise for any of us to continue to seek her out."

"Oh, she's alive," Arthur insists, and Edmund's gaze flickers for just a moment to something over Arthur's shoulder.

Arthur turns around. At a table by the door sat a man with a scruffy beard and a red scarf, looking back. Tumnus. One of the Pevensies' most faithful soldiers. His hands are in the pockets of his jacket, and his expression as threateningly blank as Edmund's.

"Don't mind him, Arthur," Edmund says. "He just hates the feds."

+

"One of my informants," Merlin replies.

"Don't give me that," Arthur snaps. "Of course it was. Give me a name." And when Merlin continues to hem and haw and evade the question, Arthur loses it. "Fuck this shit! Look, you want to stick your nose into my fucking business, you do it on my terms!"

"Arthur-"

"I want to talk to your informant."

"It's difficult-"

"Life's difficult, Merlin, I don't give a shit."

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