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[beneaththelakeshesleeps]

I seek answers. I am no mere toy, to be cast about the winds as some Machine sees fit. I carry the Stone within me, I choose the fate of nations and kings, and I woke to Wales, not to, to, to-

[There's a pause and this is said with dripping derision]

Florida.

Where is my companion? Why has it been seen fit to take me and not him? He is more at ease with the walking world, as it took me near hours to manage this magic, and I still have little faith in my success with it.

How can I find my way back to the lake when the waters that separate me seem vast and infinite? Once the Romans sailed such broad waters but I am no Roman-made thing, and I have no such experience with anything wider than what I saw beyond the borders of Ynys Afallon and the high walls of Caerleon. I know much of land but little of sea, and would ask someone to take me, if debt can be incurred against the hand of my king.

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[earnedmystripes]

[He barely understood about half that, but--]

Uhhh, in order: Probably back home, we don't know, aaaaand we don't know. Basically, you're kinda stuck here for awhile, just like the rest of us. Sorry.

[voice]

[glassinine]

[Well, you seem...odd.]

Good day, ma'am; my name is Miles Edgeworth. If I might inquire, what is the name of your companion? We might be able to begin a search.

[beneaththelakeshesleeps]

I mislike these answers. I am not so well-suited to be here as the rest of you.

[voice]

[beneaththelakeshesleeps]

Mo. His name is Mo. He calls me Gwen, as a jest, although I'm known as well as Gwendolyn.

He's also known as Mjolnir.

[voice]

[glassinine]

I see. Well, I know of none by that name, but I shall keep watch for if he shows up.

[voice]

[beneaththelakeshesleeps]

I need him. I know very little of the walking world. Too little.

[voice]

[glassinine]

Er - well, if you wish information, any of us would be glad to provide it to you.

[voice]

[beneaththelakeshesleeps]

What manner of information would you give me? Any? Information on who rules this place? Tell me whose hand wields the sword of justice?

[voice]

[glassinine]

Ah, quite. The government here takes the form of a Republic; political power ultimately rests in the hands of the people, with representatives acting on their behalf.

[voice]

[beneaththelakeshesleeps]

I've heard of such things, the Romans speak of their history, of Greece, but I have not been to those places and I do not understand their ways.

[earnedmystripes]

And you think the rest of us are just doing cartwheels about being trapped for who knows how long in another dimension?

[beneaththelakeshesleeps]

What?

[earnedmystripes]

[Blink.]

What d'you mean, what.

[He thought he was pretty clear!!]

[beneaththelakeshesleeps]

Doing cartwheels?

How does one do a cartwheel? Making cartwheels? Are you a wheelwright?

[earnedmystripes]

[So much staring. So much.]

...

.....Uhh. Wow. Um.

[Where does he even start here.]

I wasn't talking about...actual...wheels.....?

[#awkward pause]

I meant the thing where a person--[he twirls his index finger in a circle, imitating the motion of a cartwheel]

....Nevermind. It's just, I wasn't even being literal. I coulda said something like 'jumping for joy' and meant the same.

[beneaththelakeshesleeps]

[She's staring back. It's getting intense up in here, in this very serious conversation about wagons.

But she reworks the sentence in her head.]

Because we're all suffering, you mean, I should accept it and suffer too?

[earnedmystripes]

I mean, you shouldn't make it out like we're any better suited for dealing with this crap than you.

[beneaththelakeshesleeps]

How long have you lived in the walking world?

video;

[forwardcompatible]

[ well that was... unenlightening ]

So magic is a thing where you come from?

[earnedmystripes]

I've got no idea what that even is.

[typewriting]

[Ynys Afallon and the walls of Caerleon? Someone's either a King Arthur fan or the real deal]

Sorry, miss, I'm afraid you're stuck here like the rest of us for now.

[beneaththelakeshesleeps]

[She is the real deal, Alan.]

I have been told. I have no great knowledge of the walking world, and no one told me it would be this way. Mo did not mention such things when we were in Wales.

video;

[beneaththelakeshesleeps]

Magic is not a thing. Magic is magic.

[beneaththelakeshesleeps]

The walking world, the world of those who make their choices and move about it with the free will granted by some they would call gods or others who remain nameless and voiceless. The world of man.

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[boobwindow]

[ Guess this calls for Power Girl and not Karen Starr, so one again the ID prints as anonymous. ]

Easy there. It's not as specific as we'd like to think.