"Yes, and once you've finished that, I'd like you to muck out my horses. There's also my riding boots, which are in a disgraceful state, and my armour to polish, floor to sweep, bed to make, saddle to shine-- properly this time, and are you even listening to me, Merli--"
Unfortunately, Arthur's tirade is cut woefully short, on account of his sudden
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"The people who kidnapped us aren't going to show up, and if you want to leave that room you have to pick up this thing I'm talking to you through and walk through the door with it. Before you ask, no, I'm not working with them, I'm trying to escape. And right now, I'm helping you."
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"And I'm supposed to just take your word, am I? How am I to know there's not an army of warlocks beyond that door, just waiting to riddle me with arrows? Or worse, turn me into a-- frog."
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"--jumping into cold water. You don't have to take my word for it, but I thought you should know what your options are. I'm Elena Gilbert, by the way."
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"Tell me then, Elena Gilbert, do you always address royalty so bluntly?" He asks, making the concession of reaching out to lift the tablet, gingerly, as if it might burn him.
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"You're the first royalty I've met," she says, excluding her own claim to the title--'queen' is a little less impressive when followed by 'of the school'. "Maybe if you'd introduced yourself that way I'd have known, wouldn't I? You can't expect people to just intuit who you are. But--you know, you're not my royalty, so actually yes, I'm going to treat you like anyone else. The building you're in is called the Sanctuary, by the way, and you may have noticed the bracelet on your wrist? That doesn't come off, and it's going to be important in a minute."
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Given that the tablet hasn't harmed him in any obvious way, he approaches the door. There's an air of surprise as it opens to reveal a distinct lack of warlock warriors on the other side. He still has his sword drawn however, for the sake of caution-- the door disappearing in his wake is somewhat alarming ( ... )
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Still, when being pretty has its advantages...it's really not her fault.
"I think it might be," she replies, smiling at his reactions. He's cute, she decides. "And I mean that it never comes off, but don't take my word for it. The way it was explained to me is that it's what lets us use all the--things around here. Do you see that thing--" she points at the nearest hatch, switching to holo mode first to make it more obvious what she means "--with the pad on it? Put your hand on that, and imagine something. Try an apple. It's not going to hurt you, I do this all the time."
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Giving up the bracelet as a lost cause after some fruitless struggling, he sighs, mentally vowing to try it again later. "Stubborn thing," he concludes, giving it a dark look, before glancing up at the tablet again, and then in the direction indicated by Elena. He's naturally wary of course, but given the fact that everything she's said so far has held true, he's willing to show some faith.
"If I lose a hand doing this, I shall be most displeased," he answers, walking to the hatch, and raising his hand to touch the panel. To aid the imagination process, he closes his eyes briefly. When he opens them again, he's appropriately stunned to see a shiny red apple inside the hatch.
"Did I do that?"
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"Moving on to shelter, the name of the city you're in is called Taxon, and...it's probably going to look different from what you're used to. Pro tip, don't walk in front of the fast moving metal objects." She laughs, lightly. "Any empty building is fine to sleep in, if you want it, most of the people here are not...really people, they're the Extras, they're hard to explain. I will, in a minute, but first you should know some people bring their homes with them, so you might want to trying looking for that, first. Everyone brings some part of their world with them."
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In the meantime however, there are more immediate concerns. A lot of them, apparently. He frowns as Elena talks, letting the points about moving metal objects and people-not-people pass him by momentarily, in favour of addressing the last one.
"Part of their world? And how do you go about finding this part? Is there some sort of map I can use?"
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"You can also see where people are, on that. If you can't find somewhere you know...find my dot, I'm staying in this castle with the Countess Petrana, I'll sure she wouldn't throw you out in the street. Just in case." She looks more serious, and even quietly concerned. "You're going to be fine. I don't know if you were worried about that, but you will be, so don't start."
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"Thank you," he nods gratefully, in response to Elena's offer. "You've been very gracious. If it's ever in my power to repay you, I'll see to it that I do."
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"My fiance - the boy I'm going to marry, my betrothed? I guess that's the word, anyway, his name is Stefan Salvatore, and we're both trying to get home too, like I said, so...once you're settled in, maybe we could all try to work out our plans together? The more people working towards the same goal, the better our chances are, I think."
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"It's fortunate that the two of you were brought here together," he observes, (rather maturely, really). "And of course. Many hands make light work. I'll try to contact you at some point... assuming I ever get the hang of this overly shiny... instrument of torture."
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"Actually, even if everyone here is new to you, you're not alone," she amends, after a brief moment of reflecting on her words. "None of us are. So call me--get in touch with me through the tablet any time, or with Stefan, for planning or whatever else comes up, okay? Even just to talk."
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