Woods Surrounding Camelot, Wednesday Morning

[bitchprince]

After the feasts of a few weeks back, Arthur had fallen into the routine he preferred above all. Training, training, and more training, interspersed with some talks about minor adjustments in grain dispersion and the occasional audience for the public, as well as the odd hunt.

But he was hunting for something else today; he was hunting for contact with Fandom, or rather, his friends both on and off it.

As it turned out, having his old routine back made his thoughts about the island far kinder than they used to be.

[[ for phone calls, yes! ]]

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[bitchprince]

Yes.

"You'd better not," Arthur replied, glancing aside. Then: "What exactly invaded you lot? That sounds like quite a bit."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"The device that's under the island, that moves it around? Like last year, with the vampires and Iceland? It broke. So stuff from three or more different worlds was leaking in. People who'd mutated and had hooks for hands, giant insects and scorpions, other stuff." Dinah grimaced. "And huge chunks of the island were just gone, which made it even harder."

[bitchprince]

"Christ," Arthur breathed, thunking his head against the back of the tree. "The island doesn't let up, I can tell."

Arthur Pendragon: possibly the only person on the planet who was glad most of his friends were graduating and getting the hell off that island.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"August sucks," Dinah had to agree. She sighed. "But. I didn't hear about anyone getting seriously hurt. Just kind of traumatized and exhausted. On the island, or wherever they disappeared to for two days." She was quiet, then admitted, "I tried to think what you'd do, but there was no place to put a barricade, and everyone was cooperating well already, sooo... you know. Just kept going."

[bitchprince]

"Suppose at least the new generation is keeping it up," he muttered. "When are you planning to leave?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Two weeks from Friday. Probably going to visit a couple people for a week, but classes start in New Gotham, a week and a half after that." Dinah was quiet a minute, squinting into the sunlight. "It's going to be weird. Not being a part of this place any more. Not every day, I mean."