video- bat signalling

[magician_king]

Okay, I guess I'm a little overdue for this-

[Here goes nothing.]

My name is Quentin Coldwater. I'm a magician. I used to teach at Brakebills, and for a while, I lived in Fillory. I've got a pretty good grounding in physics and mathematics, and interuniversal travel. Normally I would consider myself able to claw my way out of this shit, but no dice this time.

Is there anyone here who knows anything about any or all of the above?

[He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, a nervous habit.]

I would like to get the fuck out of here, if anyone has any, uh, inroads on that one. Novel, I'm sure, but we've all got to start somewhere. Cheers.

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[magician_king]

Jesus Christ.

[He's getting old.]

So want to go meet up at his temple?

[unnature]

[Who's Jesus Christ?]

Absolutely.

[A pause.]

Uh, that's on the western island, right?

[That may throw a wrench into their plan, actually.]

[magician_king]

Oh shit, good point.

[How can they solve this?]

Are the boats here yet? You shouldn't pilot one, fyi.

[unnature]

I absolutely shouldn't. I'm a dead albatross and I've got no legs.

[She has no plans to, even when the boats would have arrived.]

Apparently at least one boat's about. Somewhere.

[magician_king]

Awesome. Which island did you say?

[Because he's moving. Could be fun, he figures. Strike while the iron is hot.]

[unnature]

Fear's on the western island. I'm on the southern.

[So not... so far apart, she guesses. Well, there's a first time for everything, and apparently today will be her first time on the ocean.]

[magician_king]

Okay, I'm going to build some kind of boat, or find one, then I'm coming over.

[Step one. Step two, they can figure out later.]

[unnature]

Build one??

[Just, like, brb building a boat? Okay then. Whatever works. She's honestly not going to question it too much.]

I mean, sure. Whatever works.

[magician_king]

[He disconnects, to go begin enacting a plan.]