Ohoh? Is this how you talk to anyone you meet for the first time? ( there's a sting in her words that he knows is directed towards him, meant for him but they're words familiar nonetheless. it's not the first time he's heard them used, he knew they probably wouldn't be the last but had he expected that along with her inhuman strength from a slap? not really. he's still trying to register everything correctly after handling such a blow.
if it wasn't for his own mixed blood, it probably would have hurt worse than what he got instead and he's thankful for once. there's a difference between casters who want to fight and the others that know better to just get the hell out of there — merlin is leaning towards the latter. )
You said you weren't my wife, you never said I couldn't use magic..? ( so she's aware of what he used, she's not blind to the ability he sees. that's a promising skill she has because so far, everyone always asked how merlin was able to do this or that. ) If you're admitting your husband is better than you, I hardly can believe it. Look at you, ready to attack me the moment I don't have my eyes on you! ( he pauses, sighing right after as he takes a step back just in case he really needs to make a quick run for it but she seems so caught up in her own anger and irritation that she may not know her left from her right. )
I'd rather not fight you, this won't end well. ( he understands, he DESERVES this but did she have to do it to him? she could have just hoped for the end of the world and that in itself is second best to be a destruction that could ruin his life. he's finally removing the hand from his cheek, the faint glow disappearing as his cheek is a little better than it was at the connection of the slap. the red color that bloomed upon his skin now gone, as pale as before as he tries his best not to frown at the female for her actions. she's not wrong at all, he knows but god it left a mark? )
My beautiful face... Horrible! Why can't you be like the kinder women, you're like a brute within fair skin! How did you get married? ( how can you be so cute.. but evil at the same time? baby girl, baby, evil. )
*googles it* i mean shes NOT WRONGGGG
if it wasn't for his own mixed blood, it probably would have hurt worse than what he got instead and he's thankful for once. there's a difference between casters who want to fight and the others that know better to just get the hell out of there — merlin is leaning towards the latter. )
You said you weren't my wife, you never said I couldn't use magic..? ( so she's aware of what he used, she's not blind to the ability he sees. that's a promising skill she has because so far, everyone always asked how merlin was able to do this or that. ) If you're admitting your husband is better than you, I hardly can believe it. Look at you, ready to attack me the moment I don't have my eyes on you! ( he pauses, sighing right after as he takes a step back just in case he really needs to make a quick run for it but she seems so caught up in her own anger and irritation that she may not know her left from her right. )
I'd rather not fight you, this won't end well. ( he understands, he DESERVES this but did she have to do it to him? she could have just hoped for the end of the world and that in itself is second best to be a destruction that could ruin his life. he's finally removing the hand from his cheek, the faint glow disappearing as his cheek is a little better than it was at the connection of the slap. the red color that bloomed upon his skin now gone, as pale as before as he tries his best not to frown at the female for her actions. she's not wrong at all, he knows but god it left a mark? )
My beautiful face... Horrible! Why can't you be like the kinder women, you're like a brute within fair skin! How did you get married? ( how can you be so cute.. but evil at the same time? baby girl, baby, evil. )