This Can't Be Happening {Gana}

[cazaril]

Since Cimorene had spoken to him, he had indeed felt things were wrong. He felt - pardon the phrase "worse than the word rubbish"

He'd been having dreams, vague thoughts and colours and memories of past...or future, whatever it was supposed to be. He actually was starting to feel sick.

Who was he? And if he was this...this person he was supposed to be exist then why was Rene the only one who knew...

He wasn't really paying attention, so he in fact went to open the wrong door, as a matter of fact, it was on the wrong side of the road...and blinked, surprised when the door opened instead.

"I - sorry - wrong house...." he said, staring at the woman at the door as his mind was blown.

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Who the hell was at her door? No one ever visited her, except Arthur and Kay, and that was extremely rare. She preferred it that way, her house was her own private space, she shared it with no one, and she didn't have to worry about anyone else.

Although she had found it a little strange that the house had apparently been here waiting for her, and it was full of children's toys. She'd quickly shoved them all in a box at the back of a cupboard. She neither knew, nor cared, whose they were.

She'd been in the middle of studying a spell book she'd found in the library when she was interrupted. Irritated, she flung the door back, hand on hip, throwing a furious 'What?!' in the direction of the interrupter.

She rolled her eyes as she was informed she'd been disturbed for no reason, before finally looking at the boy on her doorstep. "Well perhaps it would be a good idea to check you've got the correct house before disturbing me next time?" She frowned as she took in his face. It was odd, she was almost sure she'd never seen this person before - how could she have done, if he wasn't from Camelot? - but there was something very familiar about him. Just like there had been something very familiar about all the children's toys that had littered her house, and the crib in the spare room. It was like she'd forgotten something very important, but she couldn't put her finger on what...

"Do I know you? Have we met?" She asked, crossing her arms and leaning against the doorframe.

[cazaril]

He knew who she was, and yet didn't all at once. He felt sick and nervous, and completely smitten all in about 10 seconds, he actually took a step back, feeling as though she was going to stab him, that she was going to hurt him...

...again.

Caz blinked, "I...I um,..sorry, I live across the way." Irony that he felt that even with his memory gone he should be close to the woman he loved once. "I don't think we've met."

Well, he had a feeling maybe they had, whoever this woman was he felt a sense of something. Something powerful. However, he wasn't about to tell her so, when he wasn't completely sure and she looked a little crazy.

And then he did what Caz would of done regardless of the situation. "Are you all right, you seem....stressed?" Probably not as stressed as he was, but heck, they were all mostly human, and Caz couldn't help himself.

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Morgana watched the boy stutter and stammer with an eyebrow raised. There was definitely something familiar about him, but she couldn't put her finger on what it was. Not that she really cared. He didn't think they'd met, she couldn't remember meeting him, so they obviously didn't know each other. And now she wanted him to leave so she could get back to her spell practice.

Why was he still on her doorstep?

She rolled her eyes at his question. "Apart from having been disturbed in the middle of a rather intense study session, I'm absolutely fine." She said coldly, looking down at him. "Better than you by the looks of things, anyway..." She muttered with a small smirk. She wasn't sure she'd ever seen anyone so nervous as this boy appeared to be. Except maybe people on trial for sorcery in Camelot...