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[lefeys]

[ a quick survey of morgana's surroundings have revealed a few things. one, she is not dead. two, she is stuck in the middle of a lake. the first is a good thing, the second not so much, because bad things tend to happen around lakes in camelot. though she obviously isn't there now, she's reasonably disoriented, and has only managed to make the

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[failmaleficar]

[and here's one of the guys in the boat with you, morgana, with a sympathically blood-splattered robe, and obviously about as confused as you.]

Maker's breath, what- What happened?

[he looks around, frowns, and suddenly looks very, very worried.]

The Fade?

[ooc: hiii, i'm (obviously) playing one of your canoe-mates. we (tyki's player and i) wanted to set up a log. want to pm me your aim handle, so we can sit down together and discuss things, if you're interested?]

[lefeys]

[ she looks at him uncertainly, unsure of whether the blood is a sign of his valor or villainy. ]

Are you...alright?

[failmaleficar]

[just so it doesn't look like i'm ignoring you - rest of the convo in the log, y/n? :D just don't want to make it more confusing, haha.]

[lefeys]

[ yup, got it. ;) ]

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[neverguesses]

I wouldn't try to escape, if I were you.

voice (because texting what is that)

[lefeys]

Well, I'm hardly about to go diving into the water. I would just prefer to be on solid ground.

text (keyboards are the way of the future, Morgana!)

[neverguesses]

You'll have to wait.

Incidentally, there's something in the water, if you hadn't noticed. I would stay clear altogether.

text (but they're weird and awkward :I)

[lefeys]

So it appears.

Again, it hadn't been my intention to go swimming, but thanks for your concern.

[badtouchking]

[The guy at the back of the boat is busy rolling a cigarette and lighting it. Not happy to be pulled away from a thrilling fight. His skin is a shade of gray.]

You could always ask me what my name is, lass.

[lefeys]

[ She's giving him perhaps the most uncertain of looks, but when he speaks she arches an eyebrow and looks disdainful. ]

I suppose I could, but how would that help matters?

[badtouchking]

[He smiles casually, leaning back a bit and relaxing as if he owns the place.]

Someone out there, [He gestures to the device he has sitting by his feet.] might know it. And if we want to know someone, generally that's what you start with.

[lefeys]

Well then, take your own advice and kindly introduce yourself.

voice;

[uthermustdie]

Morgana.

[ she's probably doing a very good job of sounding like she's not worried or relieved, but she is. ]

Are you well, Morgana?

voice;

[lefeys]

Morgause?

[ alright, so this is ... unexpected. ]

I believe so.

voice;

[uthermustdie]

It is strange to communicate with... these, when I can see you.

[ and she nods towards Morgana's boat, regardless of the fact if her half-sister can see her. ]

This is not where I intended to bring us.

voice;

[lefeys]

Very. One of the ones I've communicated with says they are not magic; merely tools.

This was your doing, Morgause?

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[cassie_of_troy]

Strange things seem to happen around here. You might get used to it, you might not. I can't say which would be better.

Do you have a name?

[voice] because she still hasn't figured out texting.

[lefeys]

The way you say I may get used to it, you make it sound as though I'll be here awhile.

Yes, as most people seem to. It's Morgana.

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[cassie_of_troy]

You will be here for awhile. This place is called Willaknapp. I am addressing you from a caravan of people who are all in your situation. One moment, we were all in our respective homes, the next, we woke up here. No explanation for this has been offered yet, despite my best efforts.

Where are you from, Morgana?

[voice]

[lefeys]

So I take it this means I haven't been specifically targeted. I don't know whether that's good or bad, at this point.

The kingdom of Camelot, in Albion.