Room 325, Thursday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

He'd sent Francine a message the moment the idea struck; it was something for Support, after all, and Arthur wasn't going to flaunt around someone else's successes. There was little he could do outside right now, though-- at best, he could set off on a mission to chase the creatures down to their source later on.

Right now, though, he was thinking strategy. Staring out his window, squinting at the lay of the land he could get from there, and browsing through the maps for the rest of it.

He placed a few more calls and texts here and there to see what people were up to. Just in case.

The researches had best figure out what this was and soon.

[[ i am going to bed soon, so massive SP, but if you feel like he'd call/text and you want to respond, have at. likewise for if you want to visit; door's open ]]

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin knocked on the door, balancing... a few books in the other hand. It was an accident waiting to happen, you see. "I can't seem to find anything about evil fog."

[brat_inslayage]

Unsurprisingly to maybe anyone who had ever met her, Kennedy was chomping at the bit for something to do, or more specifically something to do that didn't involve hitting her friends (and finding out they were demons, but that part was applicable even outside of this situation) because you couldn't hit fog, damn it. A couple of further calls to her Watcher hadn't dug up anything even remotely useful to the situation, and that contributed to her, uh, mood.

She could have replied to the text, but actually barging over to Arthur's room burned some of that restless energy, so there she was, pounding on the door.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Going monster fighting. Taking back-up and gas mask. Will check in when back.

You'd almost think she wanted to give him a migraine.

[thatsamilkshake]

Text message in reply to that voicemail

--I'll see what I can find, and you'd have to get in line behind me.--

Followed maybe half an hour later by

--Mission accomplished.--

And then

--The masks, not Katchoo on the roof.--

[bitchprince]

"Hm?"

Arthur looked up, and found... a towering stack of books talking to him. "...Merlin, put that down before you injure someone."

[bitchprince]

The door was open, but what with someone who wasn't one of his nearest-and-dearest pounding on it, Arthur couldn't find it in him to do anything but tell her, "Enter," like she was requesting an audience.

You'd think that would've been hammered out of him after a year and a half of Fandom, but you'd be wrong.

[bitchprince]

... She was certainly succeeding.

Arthur rubbed his forehead.

Who is your back-up?

[bitchprince]

Where is she right now, at that?

All these women: set on giving him a headache.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I haven't dropped any yet!"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Superhero! Blue Beetle. Fought gremlins with him. He flies, has armor, superweapons!

... the equivalent of, 'hey, I'm going cruising for trouble with the guy who's got a really wicked motorcycle', if you're from Gotham.

[thatsamilkshake]

--In our room watching your child, far as I know. I'm on my way back from the lobby.--

[bitchprince]

"Which means you're going to," Arthur pointed out. "Come in, put them down."

[bitchprince]

...

You're sure the gas mask is secure?

[bitchprince]

Good.

Beat.

A lot of these robot children seem to be dying this week. How are the rest of the students?

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"...am not," Merlin insisted.

[thatsamilkshake]

--DYING? How do you kill a robot baby?--
~
--Dinah signed out a mask. I know you're shocked.--

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

It's smushing my face! All I smell is plastic!

That would be a yes.

[bitchprince]

Arthur sighed. "The longer you stand there balancing those things, the more likely they are to fall. Get in."

[bitchprince]

Arthur facepalmed - again - and eyed his Blackberry. Don't go out for longer than half an hour, he instructed, See if you can tell what area of the island they're coming from.

[bitchprince]

Terribly. And don't ask.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Will do!

On that second part, definitely.

That first part, well. She'd try! That totally counted!

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin peered out around the books before slowly walking in. "You could help, you know."

[bitchprince]

"Or you could just drop them, as I know you're about to," Arthur provided. He got up from the bed, where he'd been sitting.

[bitchprince]

I mean it.

He knew her longer than a day, after all.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

I swear, I'll text in half an hour!

...here's hoping she wouldn't be in the middle of fighting dinosaurs right then.