5 - Voice
That was...
Nah, never mind. I think we all know exactly how it was.
[Private to Claire]
Hiya. Can I ask a question?
[Private to Cara - backdated to shortly after the end of the flood]
I'm going to come and let you out of my room and then I think we need to more or less never talk about what happened.
[...]
Except that, it's not love. What the flood did to you. It wasn't love. And I'm sorry it happened, because it's terrible when the Barge changes the way you feel like that.
[Spam for Tim - backdated to after this spam]
[Merlin, to his great shame, had never really spoken much to his Barge neighbours besides maybe an exchange of greetings, which was making him feel especially bad now because he was going to have to ask one of them for a favour.
His choice of Cabin 18 was based solely on the fact that Tim seemed more approachable than Adric. He lifted one hand to knock, heard a noise at the end of the hallway and turned, briefly seeing himself from someone else's perspective: a shirtless, harassed-looking blushing wizard who really had no business being out in public.
Fortunately, the green lady just stared at him for a moment, then put up both hands in wordless surrender and went back onto the the stairwell. Merlin slumped in relief that he wasn't going to be pressed for an explanation and knocked on the door.]
Nah, never mind. I think we all know exactly how it was.
[Private to Claire]
Hiya. Can I ask a question?
[Private to Cara - backdated to shortly after the end of the flood]
I'm going to come and let you out of my room and then I think we need to more or less never talk about what happened.
[...]
Except that, it's not love. What the flood did to you. It wasn't love. And I'm sorry it happened, because it's terrible when the Barge changes the way you feel like that.
[Spam for Tim - backdated to after this spam]
[Merlin, to his great shame, had never really spoken much to his Barge neighbours besides maybe an exchange of greetings, which was making him feel especially bad now because he was going to have to ask one of them for a favour.
His choice of Cabin 18 was based solely on the fact that Tim seemed more approachable than Adric. He lifted one hand to knock, heard a noise at the end of the hallway and turned, briefly seeing himself from someone else's perspective: a shirtless, harassed-looking blushing wizard who really had no business being out in public.
Fortunately, the green lady just stared at him for a moment, then put up both hands in wordless surrender and went back onto the the stairwell. Merlin slumped in relief that he wasn't going to be pressed for an explanation and knocked on the door.]