It had not been a good night for poor old Gaius. While Merlin had been released in the wake of his arrest, Gaius himself had been cast into a cold cell. Occasionally, Aredian would visit, and the visits were less pleasant every time. Sometimes because of actions, though those weren't the worst
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[[ for the Detective Four. ]]
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To a certain Witchfinder's rooms.
"Look around," he whispered. "We have to be quick."
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"Over here," she murmured. "There might be something useful in this pile."
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"This is a secret hiding place? Pathetic." She poked a finger at the lock. "Dammit, I left my lockpicks in my other corset."
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Really now, show. Really.
He walked over to give the lock a firm poke just as Katchoo had done. "...did Arthur try to give you girls corsets?"
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"But unless we have another way in...?" Her eyes slid to Merlin as she asked that. He usually had something interesting up his sleeves.
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"I like that spell a lot."
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She snorted when she got a glimpse of what was inside, though. "Aw, gee. Now what would a guy who hates magic this much be doing with all this apparently-magical stuff, huh?"
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Guess who didn't have a very favorable opinion of the king of Camelot. Just guess.
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...Then again consider who she was asking.
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"Not nearly dramatic enough for this place," was Katchoo's opinion on that. "Packing every spare inch with planted incriminating evidence, on the other hand . . ."
This was a job for metaphorical anvils, dammit!
She gave Merlin and Karla a toothy, predatory smile. "You two can manage that."
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