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The rain is pelting down and the rocks are hard under Arthur's feet as he flees through the forest looking for somewhere to hide.

Behind him are thundering footfalls, the sound of a band of knights in pursuit.

Arthur picks a bad moment to look over his shoulder to see if his pursuers are gaining ground on him, suddenly he's tripping on a fallen log and tumbling down a steep embankment to the bottom, collecting any number of bruises and scrapes.

The wind is knocked out of him for a moment and he finds himself unable to move for a moment, which is long enough for faces to appear at the top of ditch, the knights of Camelot! Coming for him!

They have however, grouped themselves together and Arthur sees his chance. He scrambles to his feet and makes a desperate gesture, his eyes momentarily flash gold - so quick one would be hard pressed to notice - and a large heavy branch falls on top of the knights knocking them down.

It gives him precious time, time that he can use to escape...

If there even is escape.

Magic in Camelot will get you killed.

(OOC: No prizes for guessing the Chessboard flip - Arthur's warrior skills have been replaced by magic. He's now a Druid and an enemy of Camelot...)

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She hates rainy days. Nevertheless, Mercury somehow just knows all they're hunting Arthur for is the fact that he's as great as he is: his power, which they're jealous and fearful of just as the people of Earth were jealous and fearful of the immortals of the Moon Kingdom so long ago.

And so she puts herself on his side, this girl who wants to use her powers more openly, who refuses to call it cheating, as others call it, when she does.

Her eyes don't even turn golden. She simply looks up towards the hilltop, and a wall of impassable flame springs up to hem them in, burning nothing but the very air itself. Miraculously, or magically, the rain does not quench it. Some buried kindness makes her even give the men enough space not to be burned - if they stay still.

"This way," she calls out to Arthur, a call to safety. She makes sure the fire burns with thick smoke to keep the knights from spotting them as they both move.

[Arthur stares in disbelief at the sudden appearance of the girl.

Who wields fire like he's never seen before.

He hurries up the other side of the ditch to where she stands.]

"Thank you, I...thank you..."

There's no time to spend on manners. We need to move. Those knights won't thank me for sparing them.

[It's bitter; but a blunt truth. They won't even notice she could have taken their lives, only that she helped this man escape. Stupid, blind cockroaches scurrying to carry out words they don't even understand.]

Do you have somewhere safe?

[Arthur nods, the King is a merciless man and gives no quarter.]

"This way, I know of a cave."

[He points and then holds out his hand for her to take. They have to go through heavy undergrowth and might get separated.]

"We'll go there. Quickly. The smoke will keep them from seeing what direction we take." Their footprints will be harder to hide, but they don't have time to worry about that right now. Luckily, the rain will help them there. The prints should wash away into the general mud and muck.

She stares at the hand for just a second, as though bracing herself to take it before she does so. He's right: They shouldn't be separated right now. Together, she has little fear they could outdo the guards. Alone, even her abilities or his might not be enough to take on several at once.

[Arthur nods and once the girl's hand is in his, he sets off.

It's quite clear he's run this route many times, he can practically do so blindfolded. Every so often he looks over his shoulder to make sure the girl is all right.

And every so often he mutter's a spell to move branches out of their way.]

She keeps pace easily, legs pumping as they both run fast enough for it to be obvious they're running away. With luck, they won't meet anyone to question it.

She'd expected to end up scraped up by the branches and limbs of the tree, when she realizes they're obligingly keeping themselves out of the way. It must be him, and she shoots Arthur a quick look. Her own command of fire may be impressive in this dream, but she's never been quite as skilled with magic in general. She learned it mostly in the Dark Kingdom.

"You're useful," she manages around a quick breath.

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[Arthur doesn't answer until they're in the cave, which is all but hidden under a thick moss curtain. It's unlikely even other Druids could find them if they didn't know where to look.]

"Useful? What do you mean?"

She brushes it off. "It's nothing. More importantly, don't slow yourself down looking behind you next time."

It's well-meant. Really. It's practically a thank-you. A very awkward thank you that doesn't in fact say thank you at all, but there it is nonetheless.

"I had too, to make sure you were all right." [He may not be a knight, but chilvary is not a dead concept to Arthur.

He tilts his head curiously at her.] "What spell was that? I've never seen anything like it."

Someone chivalrous over her is... noticeable. However, before can let herself dwell on that, Mercury shakes her head at Arthur.

"It's not exactly the same as a spell. That was just me." Whether ice or fire, her connection to her element is that basic, that innate, that natural; she feels it inside her as another person might feel their heart beat.

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[Arthur looks at her confused.

He had heard tell of sorcerers with power so great the elements rise with their thoughts. But he'd never expected to meet one.]

"I'm lucky you came by when you did. My powers are more...fiddly. I couldn't have taken those knights on by myself."

She smiles. She's pleased at the compliment, of course; but she also likes the thought of what she's about to say.

"Then become stronger until you can." Hunt down those who hunt you; take them out for turning against you.

[Arthur gives a chuckle.] "If only it was that easy. My teacher says that magic can be schooled and controlled, but not drastically increased." [He sighs.

But then grins slightly once again.] "But one can get smarter with how they use what they have."

If you choose not to find ways to become stronger, you may as well wait for the swords of those guards. Is that what you'd rather do?

[Arthur looks a little put off by her comment. He straightens his shoulders.]

"Of course it isn't. I only meant I could conjure a wall of fire. But I have my ways, I've kept alive so far."

"Good." She says no more on the subject; it's on his head whether he chooses to strain for power and strength as she has, making it her driving force for the past several years.

"Where are we exactly?" Has he used this place before? What do they have available here to make their stand? "Don't get comfortable assuming they won't find this place."

[Perhaps--but there are some people who simply don't care if using magic in Camelot will get them killed.

And there are some who cannot stand to see someone persecuted for their talent, for being, simply put, different. Mao happens to be one of them.

His strong area isn't magic--that's reserved for swords--but he knows a few spells, all of which relate to ice. And since it's raining, this means he has quite a big advantage over the knights, as well as the element of surprise.

Certainly, anyone would be surprised if their companions were suddenly encased in blocks of ice. They'd be even more surprised to find a strangely-dressed young boy darting out of the shadows and landing at Arthur's side, sword in hand.]

"The Darkling Woods, a few miles north of Camelot. There's not much food in the outer areas, so someone needs to come here for food." [Arthur had volunteered and had been hunting rabbits when the knights came upon him.]

"We're very well hidden, I don't think they'll come after us."

[Mao's arrival is much appreciated indeed!]

"Thank you!" [Arthur gasps, staring at the icily encased knights.] "Who...are you?"

With that assurance, she can begin to ask questions.

"You were too kind," she decides. "It won't stop them. You get nothing from it. But you plan to keep on helping the humans of this world?"

[Arthur looks at her quite puzzled.] "What do you mean? We're all human."

[The King would say otherwise, but Arthur's hardly going to listen to him.]

"And someone has to go for food, otherwise the children will starve."

That's different. She's alert at once. "Do you mean there are children in hiding?"

"Of course there is." [Arthur assumes that the girl is from Albion and thus somewhat familiar with what is going on.] "We Druids won't allow ourselves to die out. At least...not without a fight."

[Although, the children should be kept out of it.]

She's from the furthest thing from his world. Magic in hers is wielded only by a small handful of people, not a portion of the population. And magic brought them forward, in the Moon Kingdom that developed and advanced beyond anything Earth could have imagined.

But it is often hated and feared in her world as well, throughout its long history.

"Suffering for nothing more than that..." She trails off, then becomes firm. "I won't forgive the ones who drive it to this."

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have fire-user!Mercury :D

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consistent format, what is that? / headdesks herself. my apologies. XD

LOL! Sorry for the delay just saw Ep 1 of Season 4 and DIIIED!

aww. XD man i'm so behind on Merlin. i miss it T_T

Downloads are your friend! You can't miss it, it's EPIC!

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