65 - playing with the audio feed

[gimmethemap]

Where's Papa?

This is Papa's room.

(ooc: As with all floods, those that are affected have a choice as to how much they are affected. In Morgan's case she doesn't even really think all that much about being a Warden. It's probably down there somewhere, but she hasn't gotten to it yet.)

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[gimmethemap]

HI!

My name is Morgan.

[fear-conquered.livejournal.com]

[After a long pause and some deliberation.]

That wouldn't be Morgan Adams, would it?

[gimmethemap]

[giggle]

How'd you know?

[child-realization-gasp] Do you know Papa? Did he go to shore?

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2/2

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[Longer pause this time]

Morgan, my name is Kathryn. Is anyone there with you?

[gimmethemap]

King Charles is with me!

He got awful big.

[Whistlings and monkey-noises, quiet ones, are heard close to the microphone, and Morgan giggles.]

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...Who's King Charles, Morgan?

[gimmethemap]

King Charles is a monkey!

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I see.

Are there any adults there, with you?

[gimmethemap]

No. That's why I'm trying to find Papa.

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[Heavy sigh]

Alright. I'm going to come and wait for him with you. How does that sound?

[gimmethemap]

Mkay.

ACTION!

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[A few minutes later, after a consultation with her computer to verify the correct room number, Kathryn arrives at Morgan's door. She hesitates, debating whether to just let Morgan fend for herself, but ultimately decides that it wouldn't be prudent to do so. She knocks and calls out...]

Morgan? It's Kathryn. Can you open the door?

ACTION!

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[Morgan hops down from the desk chair and hurries over to the door. Despite being freakishly tall in her natural form she's actually quite short for someone her age, and she has to struggle with the door a moment before it finally pulls back.]

Hi.

[She's standing in a shirt that's clearly too big for her.]

Re: ACTION!

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[Janeway looks momentarily surprised, but quickly hides the expression with a smile.]

Hello, there. Do you mind if I come in?

ACTION!

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[Morgan appears to strongly consider this before nodding.]

But only until Papa comes back.

ACTION!

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Well, I'd say that sounds fair.

[She enters the room, looking around with a hint of concern.]

So how old are you, Morgan?

ACTION!

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[The room itself is her cabin from back on the ship, with a bed off to the side, her desk straight up the center, and there are cabinets and shelves all over the place holding stuff -- most of it lockable so things aren't shifted about too much. In more than one area there is a glint of jewels or finery of some sort, though.]

Oh.

[Morgan counts on her fingers and holds up one open palm.]

This many!

ACTION!

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[Janeway nods, still smiling.]

That's a good age. I liked five.

[She briefly touches one of the pieces of jewelry. Gold? Must be. Not a very valuable commodity in her own time, used only to plate latinum.]

ACTION!

[gimmethemap]

That's papa's.

ACTION!

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Is it? It's very pretty. I haven't seen gold like this in a long time.

[Janeway turns back to Morgan, the jewelry forgotten.]

Well, now. What do you usually do when your father leaves you? Does someone watch out for you?

ACTION!

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[Morgan nods vigorously.]

Papa says I'm too little to be all by myself. That's why Mister Glasspoole is always with me.

[Of course she immediately senses the incongruity in this statement, and she looks around.]

But -- I can't find Mister Glasspoole, either.

ACTION!

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[Kathryn purses her lips and looks down at her feet before responding.]

Morgan, Mister Glasspoole isn't here, I'm afraid.

[She wonders how long this whole process will take; if only an hour or so, Morgan might return to her adult form and nothing need be said. If it lasts days, Morgan would need to be told the truth.]

[Best not to drag it out. She crouches down near the girl.]

I have something to tell you, but I need you to be very brave. Can you do that?

ACTION!

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But he's supposed to be. Papa said he has to look after me.

[She blinks at Janeway when she kneels to her level.]

I'm brave.

ACTION!

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This isn't your father's room; it just looks like it.

[She pauses.] You're aboard a ship called the Barge, and it's...magical. That's how the room looks like his. It's magic.