I received the Truth Key from the portal today. [...] If everyone is in agreement, I thought maybe it could be kept somewhere safely at the cottage in case any of us need access to it for any reason. Sound good?
» Are you free right now?
» I need a favor.
» I need you to come with me.
» We need to get Fray.
» Can you come with me, Fen and Penny?
» Please?
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"Its great seeing where we really stand"?
I can't believe you right now.
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If you're going to rob a bank, you might want to consider the fact that the federal government here not only knew about people with powers but how to counteract them and that maybe that's technology that might be in more places than just Tumbleweed.
Whatever. You obviously didn't want me watching your back.
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Where was the need? What was so dire that you would risk a repeat of last time? I took on a full time muggle job to help with everyone's expenses. Can you say with 100% certainty that this world doesn't have its own native magical community?
Don't talk to me about keeping secrets from each other.
I spoke with Strange. He believes you're the only one that can fix your hands. Sort of like a quest situation? That on a kind of magical or cosmic level, no one else is going to be able to find the answer for you. He made a pretty convincing argument.
Obviously if I hear or find something different I'll let you know. But for what it's worth, I think you can do this.
We're doing this Friday.
You're either on this filter because I've worked with you before or because Margo recommended you.
Now. Who's up for robbing a bank?
Help me hang this painting? I have no idea where to put it. I was trying to look online to see and there's apparently all this stuff about the right lighting and whatever. I have no idea.
We've been invited to have dinner with the King of Wakanda and his entourage tonight. I hope none of you have plans.
And if you do, at least make an appearance.
So the queen's birthday is today.ALICE QUINN:
I was thinking a little late night picnic near the pool. The Garden State soundtrack. A little alcohol. A little food. A little star-gazing. Maybe a little fun magic with lights.
I'd apologize for not getting you anything for your birthday, but money is meaningless here, and I doubt you want an eyepatch.
I guess now's as good a time as any to ask if anyone needs a brush up on battle magic? Just in case. It's not like we'll be thrown in the brig for it now and we can schedule around helping on the ship if necessary.
Everyone on your end okay?
I was out walking this morning around the Camelot area and I complemented someone's horse. We ended up having a thirty minute discussion and at the end, they handed me a bean and told me to have safe travels.
I'm leaving in thirty minutes. If you want to come, I'll be at the dock.
Hey Margo? How do you want to tackle getting the ingredients Regina needs?
Barrier magic
pixie dust
water from Lethe
a dragon scale
wolf's blood
The middle three are the ones I'm worried about. But here may be our best chance to get at least some of them.
Hey, I could use the help of a tracker if you're free?
So this next port is kind of giving me Fillory but worse vibes.
So we’re leaving Steve alone, okay? Okay.
*As in, please don't bother messaging me if it's secretive and you don't want to discuss. Just don't discuss? That's fine.
**Replying to say you have no magical ability or contact with magic where you're from is equally unnecessary.
***Feel free to respond publicly or privately. Private answers will be held in confidence.
Next Saturday is my very dear and beloved Margo's birthday. As we are currently at sea, with no known trajectory or schedule, planning an evening of celebratory indulgence is immensely difficult. But I have never been one to look at an obstacle and give up. We will celebrate and it will be a worthy celebration.
The question I pose to you, fellow travelers, is who among you would like to help celebrate High Queen Margo's birthday? I know she has made friends among you. And, of you friends, who is comfortable dancing in a crowd?
Perhaps shirtless?
Thor of Asgard, I look to you specifically.
As her oldest friend I can assure you that an evening of drinking, dancing and surrounded by shirtless men is exactly how she'd like to celebrate.
Bambi, want to take a stroll with me to shut these down? And then maybe we can get dolled up and go out to have drinks while people belt out One Direction songs at Karaoke?