Arthurian Traditions for Thursday

[godinakilt.livejournal.com]

There is a note on the door of the Celtic Studies classroom instructing students to go to the Danger Room Shop. Once there, they will see that it has been recreated into a verdant, rolling landscape. A castle perches on a distant hill (but it's only a model), overlooking an open, grassy area, where Camulus has greated a fairly impressive and quite tasteful throne at one edge, a much lesser chair beside it. He is lounging in godly fashion on said throne when the class arrives.

"It is time," he announces with relish. "Amuse your god. Present your play. You may have a few minutes to organise yourselves. I am told that the Danger Room Shop can accomodate any staging needs you have. Angel, I'll take your essay and you can come sit over here while we mock watch your classmates present."

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Re: Cole and Phoebe's Play Part 2

[sensethevisions]

Now on some twisted ivy-net,
Now by some tinkling rivulet,
In mosses mixt with violet
Her cream-white mule his pastern set;
And fleeter now she skimm'd the plains
Than she whose elfin prancer springs
By night to eery warblings,
When all the glimmering moorland rings
With jingling bridle-reins.


They stop their horses and Cole jumps off, managing just barely to keep his balance in all of the heavy armour he is wearing. He mutters something x-rated and then turns to swing Phoebe down off of her horse. She kicks her feet in the hem of the dress, trying to get it to fall correctly so she can walk. She is leaning on Cole, who seems to be tilting in all of his armour. During this time, the horses seem to vanish. Okay, so Phoebe didn't do a perfect job of programming the room. She picks up the sides of her dress and starts to run a bit clumsily through the grass.


As she fled fast thro' sun and shade,
The happy winds upon her play'd,
Blowing the ringlet from the braid.
She look'd so lovely, as she sway'd
The rein with dainty finger-tips,
A man had given all other bliss,
And all his worldly worth for this,
To waste his whole heart in one kiss
Upon her perfect lips.


Looking both surprised and annoyed at all of this, Cole starts chasing Phoebe through the grass. The clanking and chiming of his armour is in rhythm with his every move and you can hear some punctuated cursing from ColeSir Lancelot.

Cole finally catches Phoebe and they both lose their balance in their ridiculous costumes. They roll for a second and then Cole manages to sit up. He grabs Phoebe and they help each other to stand. Then, with a serious grinning like a fool look, Cole carresses Phoebe'sQueen Guinevere's face. He pulls her hand to his heart and is gesturing emphatically with his head and hand. No, he is not shamelessly over-acting at all.

Finally, he mutters something and grabs Phoebe. He pulls her to him and kisses her deeply...causing them to once again lose their balance and topple to the ground.

~The End~

Re: Cole and Phoebe's Play Part 2

[godinakilt.livejournal.com]

Camulus slowclaps applauds. "Well done, very good. Huzzah and all that jazz. Class dismissed, unless you wish to frolic amidst the greenery a bit more."

[[Yay! And I'm back to studying like mad for Latin. Moneo, mones, monet . . .]]

Re: Cole and Phoebe's Play Part 2

[demonbelthazor]

Cole grins and winks at Phoebe. "Maybe we'll stay and frolick if you two want to leave the room."