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[A week ago, Arthur left on his horse to explore the outer edge of the barrier more thoroughly than he had before. He didn't leave with much warning, hoping he would simply find a way out. But it was a week out in the cold and not too comfortable, but he'd dealt with worse while traveling with his knights throughout the Five Kingdoms. Even so, he was quite happy to be able to return to his apartment for a much needed bath. Fortunately he didn't need a servant to have a hot bath warmed up for him. One advantage of Luceti science, it seemed. Though he considered it only a moment's rest. He would need to resume his efforts later.

Today Arthur can be seen in town again for the first time in awhile, leading his horse into the market area. He's collecting supplies again, being a little more thorough than previously. He'd had to raid the New Feather stations more than once the last week, so he wasn't keen on doing that again. As always, he's in his chainmail, but that's covered with an extra long coat on top, concealing it for the most part. He's really not that good with the whole 'staying put' thing. Not while Camelot is in peril. But there's some things he wants to know before he heads out again. So his best bet is the journal, unfortunately. Something he's more or less been ignoring the past week. Well. Here he goes again.]

First of all, I know I'll be told what I'm doing is absolutely useless, so I don't need a reminder of that. What I'd like to know is how thoroughly the barrier around the mountains and ocean have been explored. Say what you will, but I don't believe any fortress is perfect. I intend to explore the outer edges of the mountain soon, so any information would be greatly appreciated.

Failing that, I'll require a ship to sail around the edge of the barrier. Would any such vessel be available?

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[Wow, wow, wow. All of these women, offering to go off into the woods or sea alone with him! He's trying to reconcile his instinctive rejection, since that seems to be going over so well by now.]

Are you... certain? It's more than crossing the woods. I intend to climb the mountains as well. It's going to be dangerous.

As incompatible as woods and I are, I'm kind of bored. And I hate feeling useless.

Danger is kind of normal for me. If you live in the part of L.A. I'm in, you'd find a hike up a mountain to be somewhat of a vacation.

[ except she does not. but she's tired of sitting around and doing nothing. she's useful! she might have visions but she's useful for so much more! ]

[Not that he has any idea what L.A. is like, but it must be a horrible sort of kingdom for this kind of talk.]

Very well. I'll need to make preparations and wait for some good weather to make the trip.

[Except he won't be in a hurry because bringing along a woman just means, as far he's concerned, he has one more thing to worry about now.]

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[ rude. she is quite capable! when the situation calls for it. ]

I think you'll be waiting for summer to make itself known. And who knows if seasons here work just like it did back home.

I don't intend to wait that long. Clear skies is all I'm hoping for.

You want to walk through the snow?

[ are you king of the crazies? ]

I have my duty to Camelot. I cannot simply wait around for spring to come.

Camelot isn't here. I'm pretty sure time freezes back home, or else my people who are here from the future? Would've noticed I was missing.

I've heard the same. But I can't allow myself the luxury of hoping that's true.

You have something against hope?

Because I'm really holding onto the idea that whatever this place is, it's not some big timeline altering thing.

There's nothing wrong with hope. But relying on it when I can be doing something about it merely makes me complacent. Hope is fine, up until the point you're wrong.

[ stop making sense, arthur. ]

Well, let's hope we're not proved wrong because I can't handle another alternate dimension. Besides, it's kind of comforting thinking life is on pause while we're here. I don't want my friends to worry.

It would be a comfort. [But. It doesn't sit right with him, to just believe that.]

I'm sensing a but in here.

I'm sure you know where it's going. I have to keep trying, just in case a comfort is all it is. [He's starting to feel like a broken record.]

You sound like a man of action. I really doubt there's a way to prove it without going back yourself - but the only things I've heard about those who go back only to return is that they've lived a few extra years back home.

A few extra years? I'd hate to know that I was returning, only to be dragged back here again.

Maybe you don't remember. [ not that she knows. cordelia needs to put her nancy drew hat on when it comes to understanding this. ] Makes sense, kind of. I'm sure you'd tell someone back home about the strange wing place.

[ how could anyone resist? either way, she's sure that if people knew back home, there'd be some sort of magical block to keep them safe. angel would've told willow, since he's been here so many times, apparently. ] I know some pretty powerful people who would ensure that I didn't get sent back. [ correction: ] Or that Angel wouldn't get sent back, since he's been here so many times.

[He frowns.] I can't imagine what anyone in Camelot would do to prevent my return. Especially if I can be abducted from anywhere at anytime.

Besides road blocks or tying you down to a chair for the rest of your life? My only answer is magic. It does wonders.

That's not an option.

Tying you to a chair? I get the feeling you'd just Hulk right on out of it.

I wouldn't recommend trying. [Not that he has any idea what she means by Hulk Out Of It]

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