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ℙ the sixth;

[Katherine is enjoying the Olympic-sized, heated, indoor pool that the castle has. It's been a long time since she's actually thought to relax in this way and it's doing her good to clear her mind. In the process, though, she does also feel certain things rattle loose on her, making her thoughts very productive to say the least.]

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I just realized today, that after speaking with you in the city that one afternoon, we've never spoken again. I was wondering if you might be up for another talk. [To be honest, she's mostly curious if Morgana will even reply to her.]

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[She'll continue swimming for a bit, then pause, moving to turn the journal toward her a bit more at the edge of the pool. Her arms cross over the cooler cement, supporting her weight as she turns to a new page where she jots down the following question. Anyone listening might hear the slow slosh of water, and the slight damp that comes from her hand resting to the page.]

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[ETA: Once the Salvatores left, Katherine filtered this from anyone from Mystic Falls.]

With all this place has to offer, is there something you're still looking to find - to learn?

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[She'll leave the journal open and move to swim a few more laps, expecting to reply to things when she rounds back to the end of the pool where her journal sits.]

(ooc: open at the pool or over the journal. those that visit her at the pool, she's in this.)

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[ Hearing splashes (water? inside?), Gwaine follows the sounds until he finds the pool. He eyes the pool like one would a dog that may or may not bite. His trepidation is such he does not notice the woman swimming in it until she is almost in front of him. His jaw drops open and his eyes grow wide. That is more skin than he has ever seen before. ]

[Katherine pulls her weight up to the side of the pool, her arms resting beside her journal, closing it for the moment as she looks up at the child. Licking her lips, she cants her head to keep her attention to him.]

Are you lost? [It's not that she doesn't like children, it's that she hasn't truly been around them in centuries.]

[ When she speaks to him, he abruptly flushes bright red and turns away, looking everywhere except at her. ]

Er...

[She sighs, exhaling with a straining amount of patience.]

Are you new? [She can see the flush of color to his cheeks, so she'll make sure to not actually get out of the water.]

[ He nods, still resolutely not looking her way. Mid-nod, he starts shaking his head. He peeks at her and his blush darkens. He has to clear his throat before he is finally able to squeak answer and it is solely thanks to his upbringing that he is even verbalizing anything. ]

I think. I guess. People here say they've known me, but I don't remember them.

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