Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3991308-20150701230124/@comment-3991308-20150703212128

"Conclusion, paperwork first," Avian had said. He was about to think of some weird idea on how to get paperwork done, or steal paperwork, or whatever, but before he could, there was the sudden, weird, sensation of falling, the same way accompanied with the lime green light back in the library the first time they timetravelled.

And just as suddenly, he was transported back into the same 2015, Ever After High li-fairy that he was in before.

With a panicked flail, Avian yelled and fell forward in shock, almost hitting the world if it weren't for the fact he crashed into someone else instead.

"What," said a sharp, confused voice.

"Airmid?"

Sure enough, it was the young physician in the lifairy, wheeling around almost a ton of cursed books, staring at him as it he was some specimen in the lab to be examined.

"You look like you've seen a ghost," she said with cool clarity.

"Dude, Airmid, bro, you got to listen. I think I just went back into the past, with a few others, but well, I saw.... well, I think I saw the past physician dude. Guy sounded like an jerk, but–," Avian spieled. "Actually, wait, don't listen to me. I'm probably just talking junk. Maybe it's a dream. But it feels too real!"

Airmid's eyes widened in natural curiosity. She wasn't interested in the time travelling bit, as much as that fascinated her. Avian laid sight on the previous physician, a man who only existed in a single court case that had all evidence destroyed. If anything Avian said was true, it could change everything.

"You're sounding very doubtful and that's creating a lot of unease," she said. "Surely, if this were true, there would be someone who was witness to this incident too, right? Where are the others?"

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Hemlock eyed the sudden disappearance of girl in the wheelchair with a skeptical raise of the eyebrow, and turned to his friends.

"Please tell me that my brain is still well-functioning and I haven't fallen insane," he said. "Because I almost believed that Arthur's cripple daughter suddenly transported from the future. She's gone now, but–"

Huh. The blonde girl wasn't there either. At least she felt on what felt like amicable terms with him.

The young physician shrugged, and continued.

"Do know what I think of when time travel is concerned?" he asked his group. "Science fiction. And you know who's probably the most sci-fi obsessed person in this school? Marlene Juniper. As annoying she can get, she's bound to know something."