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bedlamsbardSeriously, after a year, Golden Age Narnia suddenly returns and says HI HI HI I DO IN FACT HAVE MORE STORIES TO TELL. I mean, it's lovely, don't get me wrong, I now want to write Peter/Osumare after this and Jaisen Ettore's origin story and fortunately that is all I know of right now, but this is on top of other parts of my brain going, "TWO MORE RILIAN STORIES" and also, "Aha, the third Jill story!" and also, "Now would be a great time to write that DVD commentary on The Land of Silent Seas!"
Look, brain, I appreciate the effort, but now is not actually a good time. I'm willing to reschedule for next week, though, and also, please let me know what's happening in the next chapter of Dust, as that appears to be the one thing you aren't plotbunnying wildly. Unless you count that JP thing, but I have no idea where that's going.
Look, brain, I appreciate the effort, but now is not actually a good time. I'm willing to reschedule for next week, though, and also, please let me know what's happening in the next chapter of Dust, as that appears to be the one thing you aren't plotbunnying wildly. Unless you count that JP thing, but I have no idea where that's going.
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Date: 2011-05-07 12:04 am (UTC)*
"We'll fix this. We're good at that."
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"Forgive me for not returning the sentiment," Cal says, even softer, "But Narnia is invaded, and my wife and children have been dead for the last thousand years."
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Date: 2011-05-07 12:09 am (UTC)*
Peter nods, distant.
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"I'm sorry," Peter says, because he doesn't know what else to say.
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Date: 2011-05-07 12:56 am (UTC)*
Edmund hugs him, clumsy.
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Cal's mouth tightens, so like Fio's. "I'll manage."
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Date: 2011-05-07 01:02 am (UTC)*
"It will be all right."
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Peter nods. "Good lad. Cal -- this is King Tirian."
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Date: 2011-05-07 01:16 am (UTC)*
Peter nods, slow.
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"Your Majesty," says Cal, with a half bow. "Cathal Paolucci, last a Governor of the Alvedaran Islands, before that, a General of the Armies of Narnia under her Majesty Queen Helen, at your service."
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Date: 2011-05-07 01:18 am (UTC)*
"Just wait until the girls get back!"
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"It's an honor to meet you, my lord," Tirian says.
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Date: 2011-05-07 10:24 am (UTC)*
"Yes."
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"A pleasure," Cal says shortly, "But-- Uncle, where are the others?"
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Date: 2011-05-07 02:16 pm (UTC)*
Peter hangs onto that thought.
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"As far as we can tell," Richard says, "it's just us. We think that Victoria has to be around somewhere --"
"She's with your mother," Peter says. "A bird came this morning -- apparently, she ended up in Archenland."
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Date: 2011-05-08 12:03 am (UTC)*
It gets harder, and harder.
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"Oh, thank the Gods," Helen says.
"Just you," says Cal, "Not Mama, or Uncle Osumare, not any of the cousins, not any of my sibs--"
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Date: 2011-05-08 04:46 am (UTC)*
He doesn't know what's happened, and he doesn't dare ask, not until Susan gets back, at least.
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"I suppose," Richard says thoughtfully, "that this may answer the question of who your father is."
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Date: 2011-05-08 11:25 am (UTC)*
Helen and Dicky have an argument, a few hours later, an enormous blow up that ends in Helen taking her sword and having a practice bout with Tirian that leaves them both sweaty and winded.
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"Then why just me? Why not any of your children, they were anointed kings and queen, I was there--"
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Date: 2011-05-08 05:30 pm (UTC)*
Jack trails after her, looking worried.
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"We don't know," Peter says. "We're not even entirely sure why we're here -- we're not supposed to be able to come back."
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Date: 2011-05-08 09:26 pm (UTC)*
Helen's back is tight with tension, and she doesn't seem to want to look at him.
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"I see."
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Date: 2011-05-08 11:20 pm (UTC)*
He waits.
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"Your majesty?" Helen inquires of Tirian. "Do you know anything about this?"
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Date: 2011-05-08 11:52 pm (UTC)*
Eventually, Helen gets up, and heads towards the boundary wall.
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"No, your majesty."
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Date: 2011-05-09 12:02 am (UTC)*
Jack trails after her.
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"Well, who does?"
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Date: 2011-05-09 12:38 am (UTC)*
Helen's back is stiff and unwelcoming.
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"I-- do not know, your majesty."
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Date: 2011-05-09 12:44 am (UTC)*
Jack waits, anxious.
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"Huh."
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Date: 2011-05-09 12:59 am (UTC)*
"What is it?" Helen demands.
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Tirian looks down.
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Date: 2011-05-09 01:13 am (UTC)*
"I just -- thought you shouldn't be alone --"
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"So," Cal says awkwardly.
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Date: 2011-05-09 08:30 pm (UTC)*
"So!" Dicky says. "...game of cards, Cal?"
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Date: 2011-05-09 08:40 pm (UTC)*
"What, now?"
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Date: 2011-05-09 09:20 pm (UTC)*
"Why not?"
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Date: 2011-05-09 10:17 pm (UTC)*
Peter rolls his eyes.
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Date: 2011-05-09 11:02 pm (UTC)*
"What?" Dicky asks. "Calming way of breaking the ice! You can play too."
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