[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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You don't. Get home, that is.
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W-what?
[Looks around somewhat nervously, eyes skating mostly over the PCD because he DOES NOT KNOW what this strange metal thing on the ground is, and he'd really rather not find out if it's all the same - it's probably cursed anyway.]
Who said that?
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Look down. It's a metal rectangle. You can hardly miss my voice.
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Merlin crawl forward obediently towards the PCD, giving the video display a rather wide eyed look. He pokes it.]
How did you get in there? Did someone curse you?
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I'm not in it, you know. It's a mechanical device for communication.
Are you really Merlin?
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Communication? Like... a scrying pool?
Um. Yes?
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Hm, something like that. Only instead of magic it uses science.
Is Arthur king yet?
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Oh! Er, well, yes, that's probably for the best.
[Merlin knows all about SCIENCE. Gaius is a big fan.]
Goodness no! I suppose he must have to be eventually, being the crown prince and all, but he's still not ready. I think.
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