Angel Coulby - Interview 27th Feb 2013 BBC Radio

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    Evening gives over to night, and passers-by look with interest through the front windows, mainly at the small group conversing in the leather chairs in the front. Annis has been talking animatedly with Arthur and Gwaine, and the trio make an interesting sight: the older woman, distinguished if a little Bohemian, completely engrossed in conversation with the two punks, who are equally absorbed. Add Guinevere’s sweet form in her red dress, now perched on the arm of Arthur’s chair, his arm around her waist, and people stare as they pass.
    Fifteen...

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    “Gwen, I’m freaking out,” Merlin’s frantic whisper comes through the receiver.
    Gwen sighs. “First, stop whispering. Second, you’ll be fine, I promise. Mr. Gaius is a great person, I promise.”
    “But he’s Will Fucking Gaius, Gwen!”
    “Well, I don’t recommend you addressing him thusly when you meet him, but he’s actually very down-to-earth. Not superior or posh at all. I promise. So breathe.”
    “Okay. Okay. Okay. Leon has ordered me to stay out...

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    While Merlin is having his rather stunned conversation with Gaius, the phone rings at Excalibur again.
    “Calling back to yell at me some more?” Gwaine says into the phone, not even bothering with a hello.
    “How did you know it was me?” Gwen asks, laughing.
    “Because no one rings here before 10 a.m.”
    “I suppose not.”
    “And I suppose you want to talk to Drag now,” Gwaine says, trying his hardest to sound forlorn.
    “Yes,...

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    “Let’s see if these guys are any good, shall we?” Arthur asks, sliding his new record from its cardboard dyaket and paper sleeve, spinning it between his palms as he walks to the stereo.    “Not too loud, though, I’m trying to rest,” Gwen says from her place curled on the couch. Arthur’s brought her a blanket and a decent pillow, and Iggy has curled himself behind her bent knees.
    “Of course not. The bloke upstairs hates it when I play my music too loud anyway,” he says, fitting the record on the...

Okay, we know it ain't gonna happen like this, but I had to finish it. You know me, I can't leave things hanging...


    Merlin bursts through the door of his mother’s home, not bothering to knock. “Let’s go,” he announces to Gwen. He is out of breath
    “Merlin! So… you found it?” Guinevere stands.
    “Yes, yes, we found it and it was enchanted. Let’s go.”
    “But… my things…”
    “We’ll send someone back for them. I’m under orders, Gwen. I am to return as quickly...