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taxonomites2010-05-23 01:28 pm
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þridda • [ visual / action ] • [ location : royal chambers ]
It was just a normal morning. Guinevere did her typical routine; up around sunrise to get herself ready before checking in on Morgana. There were a few extra things she had to do herself now that almost all of the Extras had been banished from the chambers, but it only delayed her an extra half an hour or so.
When Morgana did not respond to the knocking at her door, Guinevere entered with little delay, but dropped all the sheets she had been carrying once she saw the state of the room and the lack of its Lady. There was clearly a struggle, objects from the vanity and the very linens had been ripped away from the bed. Her window was wide open, possibly the point of entry as the path of the struggle lead clearly towards the door.
Guinevere looked around herself, mortified and mentally cursing herself that she had not heard any of it happening just two rooms away. She took her tablet from her bracelet, frantically hitting whichever button she could quickly and paying little mind to the method she used to begin her transmission. It was all still new and confusing to her, but she needed to get the message out quickly.
“Arthur! Mr Casey! Lady Morgana has been taken from her chambers. I know not by who or where they went, but there was clearly a struggle. Please, help!”
[ ooc • backdated to right after they were taken by the Master. Feel free to jump in; Gwen's not savvy and this was transmitted publicly. ]
When Morgana did not respond to the knocking at her door, Guinevere entered with little delay, but dropped all the sheets she had been carrying once she saw the state of the room and the lack of its Lady. There was clearly a struggle, objects from the vanity and the very linens had been ripped away from the bed. Her window was wide open, possibly the point of entry as the path of the struggle lead clearly towards the door.
Guinevere looked around herself, mortified and mentally cursing herself that she had not heard any of it happening just two rooms away. She took her tablet from her bracelet, frantically hitting whichever button she could quickly and paying little mind to the method she used to begin her transmission. It was all still new and confusing to her, but she needed to get the message out quickly.
“Arthur! Mr Casey! Lady Morgana has been taken from her chambers. I know not by who or where they went, but there was clearly a struggle. Please, help!”
[ ooc • backdated to right after they were taken by the Master. Feel free to jump in; Gwen's not savvy and this was transmitted publicly. ]
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