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[Akroma]

((sorry about unpostedness, current work times make normal posting almost impossible))

[Akroma]

Time passes. Like a river too monumental to be dammed, time passes, has always passed and will continue to do so, wasting no moment with apprehension or mercy for not even kings and gods.

And so, 2 weeks have passed since the battle below the asylum, and now well rested, Morgana once again calls to arms - to lay claim what the guardian had left behind, down in those aphotic depths of the unknown.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

((Two weeks....Oliver is finally better now correct?))

[Akroma]

((yes))

[AbstractTraitorHero]

((I assume this is after school now?))
Oliver cracks her neck lightly staring down at the stairs to the clubroom with slight apprehension before finally walking down into the clubroom hoping to talk to Morgana before the others arrived.

[Akroma]

"Daaaanciiing....with teaaars in my ey- oh god you startled me. Does no one ever knock?."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Oliver chuckles lightly rubbing her neck before in a apologetic voice.
Sorry force of habit so how you doing?

[kj1225]

There's a scrapping sound echoing from the halls of the basement level. It's probably nothing though.

[Akroma]

Morgana turns the music down a bit, just enough to acknlowedge Oliver.

"Have you talked to Christina yet?"

[AbstractTraitorHero]

She shakes her head
Not about that we talked about books mainly.

[Akroma]

"Please do, the situation is really...well.."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

She nods quietly before smirking.
Okay I will...also would you like to come over?

[Akroma]

"Over...where?"

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Oliver raises an eyebrow surprised at this question she thought it seemed obvious.
The orphanage I can show you my telescope you can use it if you want also.

[Akroma]

"Hmm, I did want to check out the upcoming planetary alignement, but tonight we have...a thing. A club thing."