It isn't that I've gotten used to this any more, or accepted it much further, but it doesn't seem as if I have a choice. [Sigh.] Even with the circumstances, I intend on finding some way back to Camelot. I cannot laze around, even if told it is "impossible".
I still... Tch.
[[ooc: Sorry for the disappearance for a week or whatever, had a lot of
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[x,y] I'm at the beach. I have an idea. Come talk to me if you want to hear it.
[Usually she's more professional but she's lounging on the beach almost-naked. This calls for real vacation attitude.]
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[Pause. Pause. Nod.]
So be it. I will be there shortly.
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Is this... [Gesture.] state of dress common for this world?
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[She stands and walks a few steps closer to him.]
I'm building a machine. It might send whoever uses it back home. Do you want to be involved?
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[A sigh, but he still speaks.]
Explain this machine of yours.
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This is private. The nearest person is 70 meters southwest of us.
The machine will concern temporal and spatial displacement. I know where Camelot is, and you can tell me when you need to be there. It would be very easy to program it for you.
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[She knows you're from the Dark Ages, but she has no idea how to explain it in terms that make sense then. She'll have to travel back then, someday, and pick up the lingo.]
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This is madness, all of it.
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