The Masterplan (Elyan) Jan 14, 2012 11:36:40 GMT -5
Post by thegwaine on Jan 14, 2012 11:36:40 GMT -5
Gwaine hated nights off sometimes. He was currently lazing around in his chambers, trying to come up with something to amuse himself with. It would have been fine if the person who had brought him his dinner had been some young, pretty serving girl. But no, he had got a young, strong man instead. Sometimes luck was never on Gwaine’s side. He finished off the last bit of his dinner, and got up from his small table almost straight away. There had to be something he could amuse himself with surely? Gwaine ran a hand through his hair, and changed so that he was looking at his hair in the mirror. He was quite vain, and he knew that really, but he wasn’t ashamed of the fact.
An amused smile snuck onto his lips as his mind began to form a plan. He had thought all his other brothers were on patrol tonight, however he was very much mistaken. There was one knight who, like him, would probably be bored out of his wits, and in need of rescuing from that very sorry state of mind. Gwaine grabbed his cloak, and threw it on as he left his chambers to enact his plan with a grin firmly planted upon his lips. He was quite shocked that he hadn’t thought of this sooner really; it wasn’t like him to miss such an obvious opportunity for ale. For now he was just clad in his usual, everyday clothes. If he was going to end up in the tavern at some point tonight he didn’t want his status to come into his evening out. He liked conversing with those in the tavern on their level, not the level that he had been elevated to.
He had finally reached his destination, and with a grin he knocked on the door. Really this was just a perfect situation wasn’t it? “Elyan, are you in there? There are two ales down at the Rising Sun, and they have our names on them.” He chuckled to himself. Of course Elyan too wasn’t on duty tonight, and Gwaine hadn’t yet had the pleasure of drinking with this particular brother. Heck, Gwaine had even convinced Merlin to join him for a drink before now, so it was a crime that he hadn’t yet persuaded Elyan to come to the tavern with him. “Don’t make me drink them both myself.” He finished off with another knock, sure that this would work. After all, who could resist an evening out with him and an ale?
Timeline: Sometime during series 4
Location: Starts off in the castle, and moves to the Rising Sun
Notes: Let me know if anything needs editing!