[DC 101] Encrypted text message to Barry Allen

[lefey]

Hey, roomie.

On a scale of one to Parker, how likely are you to throw things at my head? A girl needs to know if she needs to find a helmet or not before bedtime.

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[lefey]

Did I mention that I'm from Camelot?

Technology and I aren't even close to each other on the timeline.

[runsonwater]

You're from Camelot and your name is Morgana?

[lefey]

Yes.

I'm also a seer. Or. I would be, normally.

[runsonwater]

You can't see here? I mean, you can see, but see the future here?

[lefey]

You should probably feel happy about that, I've been known to scream through being drugged.

[runsonwater]

Being drugged?

[lefey]

Much like the computer doesn't trust us to go to bed, the King and Gaius thought my dreams best solved with potions. Not that they worked most of the time, but god did they try.

[and she was desperately afraid enough to let them.]

[runsonwater]

King Arthur did that to you?

[lefey]

God, don't ever call him that if he gets here. He's still a prince and doesn't need the ego.

Dear old daddy, King Uther is King and my guardian both. Not ideal as his idea of a fun day out with a witch involves fire and swords.

[runsonwater]

You know Prince Arthur?

I hate to say it, but it almost sounds as if Alpha is a safer place for you than home.

[lefey]

I don't know you at all and yet I feel like you're giving me a funny look through your PDC like Root did when I said Magic or Camelot.

Yes, I know him.


I've come to that conclusion as well, it's some bitter wine to swallow.