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[arealwoman]

Well since this thing's already decided to announce that I'm here it seems pointless to stay silent on it, although I still don't really know how I feel about the whole thing.

[ If you can hear the sound of chopping in the background? That's because she is. She's making a sandwich ]

I find it hard to believe that I'd be the only one to say this but it's crazy. Magic and castle's that can bring you here? It's not right, although neither is a lot that I've known about but that's slightly different still.

And an even better part than that? I've heard that even worse things can happen, although to whoever told me that's not exactly the kind of thing that you want to hear when you've just been whisked off to some strange place. It's not exactly comforting when you know absolutely nothing about any of this stuff.

And for everyone else here? I don't know how you can handle it. Kids running around and things just happening? It's madder by the minute.

[ There's a pause as Christina thinks, and stops chopping ]

I guess what I want to know is how do you handle it? Especially when this kind of thing just doesn't exist? Because I'm already starting to wonder if I've gone crazy, although I certainly couldn't have come up with anything like this. I hope, anyway.

[ And anyone around? Come find her in the kitchen ]

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[atadiscoverer]

[Carson looks dog tired as he walks into the kitchen and opens the fridge, rummaging around for some sort of caffinated beverage.

He pauses and looks up and the chopping.]

Morning.

[Back to rummaging]

There's always nothing in this bloody thing...

[arealwoman]

That's comforting to know, although I probably would try the cupboards as well.

[ She didn't really want to know how many people were in this castle for the fridge to constantly be empty. And it was just one more thing that wasn't what a 'new arrival' hoped to hear ]

[atadiscoverer]

I could probably just wish it up, but it's always warm when I do that, and people always take it when I leave them in the fridge.

[He does, however, go about the cupboards.]

You're from Edinburgh, aye?

[arealwoman]

'Wish' it up?

[ That is something that she hasn't really been told. The journal and 'magical castle' is one thing to try and comprehend but apparently that's not it no ]

No, I just thought that sounding like this would make everything better. [ And then she mentally kicks herself, and looks a little apologetic. It didn't help that she wasn't in a good mood before arriving, arrived in the middle of the night, learned about this and then didn't sleep so well because... this ] Sorry. Yes, I am, and I'd much rather be there.

[atadiscoverer]

[Carson nods, smiling.] Aye, don't worry, love. I know how it feels.

[Carson finds what he's looking for, a branded kind of high-caffeine energy drink, and walks over to the table.]

You're new here. How much do you know about the castle?

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky comes into the kitchen and watches her for a few moments, before sidling around her to look through the cupboards. After a minute or so he answers her.]

You haven't gone crazy. I think that going crazy would be a lot more sane than what happens here.

[arealwoman]

And what does happen here?

[ Christina looks up for a moment, adding the last bit of tomato to her sandwich before putting back everything that she'd managed to find ]

[blue_sniper]

Oh, things. The Castle turned into Paris for Christmas. It turned me into a girl for a week. We just had a festival it decided to give us and at the end a large three headed dog came out of the duck pond. And it decided to not let the sun rise on Friday the 13th. [And that's just been in the past month. And as for introductions...]

James Buchanan Barnes. Just call me Bucky.

[arealwoman]

Did you happen to miss the part about terrible things not exactly being a 'welcoming' thing?

[ She may have asked but she hadn't expected (nor wanted) anything like that ]

Christina.

[doublethefun]

[a voice pipes up over the journal]

I have yet to see any baby goats here. [kids. Haha.]

[arealwoman]

Goats are the least of the problems here.

[doublethefun]

[blink]

Well, yes. They cannot be a problem if they do not reside here.

[arealwoman]

There are actually no goats? [ Why this was important? Well it wasn't, but it was a little bit more normal ]

[too_fairytale]

[OHAI SCOTS ACCENT? It's getting crowded here these days! Have a cheerful Scottish Highlands accent--specifically Inverness, for those who know their regional accents even better--greeting you over the journal]

Another Scottish lass!

[arealwoman]

[ She's Scottish, of course she knows regional accents (she can't say too much about Scottish pride otherwise). And hearing the accent and how normal those words are? Oh it's fantastic ]

Tell me I'm not dreaming that.

[ It's a good possibility ]

[too_fairytale]

Not unless I am, too.

[arealwoman]

After all of this I don't even know what to believe.

[ So she was going with it ]

It's nice to hear something familiar.

[ And with familiar came friendly ]

dictated ]

[iamdamnloyal]

I think it helps to find things that are familiar. Things you know you can trust. There used to be a psychologist here. I worked for him, actually. Receptionist.

[arealwoman]

Familiar? Other than rooms like a hotel, this bring a castle and recognising the food I can't say that anything is familiar. [ Which may possibly be a little too specific? But having a job, not that she believes there would be one for her, is a little too much like sitting around for her]

[iamdamnloyal]

Well, the rooms can change. The castle sort of adapts to who you are and makes adjustments. The little things can help and you can ask the castle for others, just to make it easier.

[arealwoman]

[ That does not comfort her, not when i implies that the castle is psychic too ]

Adapt how?

[spiritusaequitas]

[Murph has decided to test his legs a little more and start venturing out of the clinic - so he's lingering in the doorway as he pipes up]

My personal theory's leanin' toward giant madhouse. But I'm takin' suggestions from sane people 'oo don't believe in magic or aliens.

[arealwoman]

[ Christina looked up from her sandwich, giving a small nod to acknowledge him and what he was saying as she finished eating ]

It's good to know that I'm not the only sane person here.

[spiritusaequitas]

Makes two've us. [he smiles as he moves toward the fridge with a slight limp] I was really beginnin' to wonder fer a little while here.

[arealwoman]

Aye, and somehow it just manages to spring up on you. I'm not holding my breath against any more.