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[rule_britannia]

[His handwriting is barely legible, as if he's shaking so badly he can barely hold the quill]

I need some help

Hes dead hes

Eriqs dead I dont know what to do

fuck

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[rule_britannia]

[It's about an hour before a reply comes, and it looks like he's calmed down a fair bit]

Common room.
I'm okay.

[seeringlight]

I'm heading there as I write.

[You might here the skritch of her quill and the soft padding sounds of her shoes.]

[rule_britannia]

[He doesn't reply, but looks up when he hears her. Arthur's obviously quite calm, but the faint smile he offers doesn't reach his eyes when she comes into view]

Hullo, Rose.

[seeringlight]

[Rose's appearance might actually be quite startling. She's much older. And her voice is also deeper and that of a grown woman. The whole involuntary wishing thing coming true is weird indeed.]

Hello, Arthur.

[rule_britannia]

[Stare. Wow]

Bloody hell, what happened to you?

[seeringlight]

Shenanigans. At least, I assume that's what happened. I'm hoping this is all temporary and I'll be back to my adolescent years in no time.

But more importantly, how are you?

[rule_britannia]

Shenanigans seems a good word for this.

[He sighs and leans back, pushing a hand into his hair]

I wish I could say it's nothing that a good cup of tea couldn't fix, but.. damn, Rose. I'm not even sure what I'm supposed to be feeling right now.

[seeringlight]

I can't think of what else they could be.

[Because what do you even call this?]

Do you think that it has to do with what's been happening. Not that I want to invalidate anything, but if this has to do with the odd occurrences, it might be temporary. Of course, it still is a rather cruel joke to do something of this caliber than undo it like it was a game.