Crackplot!

[hniit]

Nita is sitting cross-legged on the floor of the main room, with her book open in front of her, deep in concentration

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[sirbeaumains]

Gareth is most likely at the cottage, looking around for something. Growing impatient, he calls to a brother or a wife or a sister or whoever's about, "Has anyone seen--" and stops. For it didn't come out as he meant it, but for some reason, he can't bring the English words to mind.

[illgotten]

This does not seem particularly odd, since Gareth is the only one who usually bothers with English at home; his brothers answer in Norse half the time anyway. "What's thou lost now?" tiredly.

[sirbeaumains]

"I was looking--" He begins, and stops. He tries again, "I was--" He frowns.

[illgotten]

"What?" Mordred says, not very patiently.

[topofadmiration]

[Miranda is reading, mouthing the words softly under her breath, as is her habit. Since she was never aware of speaking anything else, she does not notice when she shifts to Italian in the middle of a sentence.]

[fair_hero]

Hero is delighted to take this opportunity to chatter at her in Italian. "O! Thou sayst it so beautifully!"

[topofadmiration]

She looks up, her expression confused. "What say I?"

[fair_hero]

"Thy words."

[all_that_grace]

"Qu'est-ce qu'il y a?"

It's spoken kindly. Courfeyrac is not much given to imponderables, and even less to study; he always speaks French anyway, and has never noticed it to come out as something else, but young girls in distress bother him.

[hniit]

Nita looks up at him in dismay. "Sorry. I'm sorry!"

[all_that_grace]

Which, of course, goes straight over his head. He offers a hand instead. "There now, it can't be that bad."

[hniit]

She shakes her head. "I can't--"

[le_desirous]

Reasonably, "Bassza meg," he comments, to Nita.

[hniit]

"What?" startled momentarily out of her panic.

[le_desirous]

"Képtelen vagyok megérteni te. Keleti kikötõk tört angolsága."

[hniit]

"I'm sorry, I don't--"

[fingersofleaf]

"Oh!" says Percy, and then, variously, "That felt funny. Cimorene, you okay? Haynes? Dinadan? Galahad, you okay?" in deeply accepted Welsh.

[scoffandjest]

"I have no idea what you just said," Dinadan says casually. "But did you just feel something odd?"

[fingersofleaf]

"Are you okay?" relieved.

[scoffandjest]

He gives him an odd look. "Why are you speaking that way?"