[The PCD switches on just in time to reveal a tall, thin, reasonably ruffled looking young man in an outlandish red cloak and large, feathered hat tumbling roughly to the ground and dropping a large pitcher filled, spilling wine out. The feathers forward and obscure his face, slightly muffling his voice.]
What-this-oh no. Oh no, no, no. Oh,
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If that makes sense?
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That's useful.
These... animus must be terribly powerful though, to freeze time like that - just slowing it takes an awful lot of effort.
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[Wizard and a sorceress meeting, how very fantastic!]
And I'm afraid we can't leave this place, at least not by our own means.
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[Merlin's maybe a little hopeful that someone he knows is here. Also, the last "sorceress" (he's not quite sure whether Morgana or Morgause count as one at this point) he met started a game of hot potato with Merlin using real fireballs, so maybe not so much.]
Well that's no good. Arthur's useless at keeping himself out of trouble without me there to look after him.
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[Sorry to kill his hopes. And aww don't worry, she is nice and won't attack...unless very angry, which she rarely is.]
...Are you this Arthur's sitter or something?
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Fan? Why on earth would I have a fan?
[Aw, good, Merlin's the same way. Like a big, squishy, insanely powerful teddy bear.
A wry smile.]
Manservant, actually, but that's pretty accurate, just the same.
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My name is Unohana Retsu.
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I'm Merlin.
I... don't know. I guess I just don't really see the point in a place like this...?
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How does this metal box thingy work, anyway? Someone said something about science before, but Gaius never had anything like this in his workroom.
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