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[ A cough. Not what he'd intending. One day, Arthur will appear before the city without looking horrible, I promise. Today is not that day, though he's looking considerably better than any that might've caught sight of him the day before or earlier this morning. Still pale and flushed, voice rough with soreness, but Arthur's a fighter through and through.

He's on the mend. ~~He got better~~. ]

There's a cure - a treatment, rather. Both Dr Watson's clinic and the hospital have been working together to produce it; what we need now is to see it brought to those afflicted.

I have already asked much of you, and I fear I will do so again before this is through, but you are needed once more, Asgard. I ask any well enough to travel to meet me outside of the hospital. We must move swiftly, before it is too late.

[ A beat, and he looks at something just beyond the camera's feed for a brief moment. ]

It may also be - wise - to come armed, if you have them. While there's no immediate danger, we will always be met with conflict in a time of crisis. We have stood strong through every other; this one will be no different. Let Muspellheim know their petty tricks will not defeat us.

[ Or something like that. He has to stop and inhale deeply, try to steel himself. ]

For those of you that will join me, we depart within the hour.

[ ooc; this is the position three milestone post! the distribution log is ready and waiting for you over here, and it has handy dandy links to all of the other relevant posts for this plot!

for those of you that saw my ooc post (turned recruitment post awwyis) RE: building a formal army, this would be a good "in" for Arthur involving y'all in this DIY home project! but also not necessary. do whatcha do, asgard. ♥ ]

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[ The littlest Pevensie has all of her heart on her sleeve. It is indeed why, in Narnia, she quickly became the favorite, the pure heart of the land. ]

I don't think it will be simple at all, and I do think you know it, too.

[ She smiles, but it's the smile of an adult -- knowing and calculated -- not the carefree smile of an eleven year old. ]

But all will be well. You shouldn't carry so much weight on your shoulders, Arthur. It will make you old quite fast, didn't you know? The people here want to help you. Not because you require it, or because you're weak, no. Because you make a wonderful leader, and sometimes, people just need that little bit of hope, you know?

[ trust me Arthur, if you weren't through a screen, you'd be getting a very big Lu hug just now. ]

And maybe you aren't worried at all, but I think you aaare~

[ He watches her speak with a quiet sort of awe, lips pursed against a solemn smile, and at the last - well, he laughs. Widely and openly, and it does turn into a coughing fit, but he's still laughing in between the harsh puffs of air. ]

You are wise beyond your years, Lucy Pevensie, but you are wrong about one thing. I haven't a worry in all the world.

[ He nods his head, sincerity and a genuine fondness in his smile. He's not worried (or at least, not outwardly, not in the sense she may be thinking), perhaps because he's the finest men and women at his side. There is faith in his eyes, in his people and their strength, and his own as a direct result of it. ]

For that, I am glad your majesty.

[ Lucy smiles sweetly and nods her head. ] I am truly glad that you are leading this effort. You will save many people's lives, you know.

[ She lets out a sigh and wrinkles her nose. ] But I think you should still take care of yourself, you know! Coughs are just dreadful. Peter had a cough once, it lasted ages and his complaints were terrible enough! I can't imagine yours. [ Now she's being cheeky. Watch out, Arthur.]

[ He snorts. ]

You should not speak ill of your brother.

[ Though the gods only know Morgana would say much the same thing about Arthur, which is why he says nothing to her insinuation. ]

I will be fine. I've survived the worst of it; it shall not claim me now.

[ Or he will be pissed. >:| ]

I am not speaking ill of my brother, certainly not. I do love Peter and Edmund both. IT doesn't change the fact that they do very silly things sometimes.

[ She laughs brightly at him, though gives him yet another look. ]

Do not let it. Not in the slightest. I would be very upset. It would be no different than... than something happening to Peter or Edmund or Susan!

[ Oh, little Pevensie. Arthur's supposed to be cold and rude, stop making his heart melt. ]

I will do my utmost, my Lady, worry not.

[ Good luck, she melts all hearts. It's a special skill. ]

I will always worry. And really, you can call me Lucy. Saying "my Lady" just makes you sound old.

[ She wrinkles her nose, grinning up at him. Really, sayings like that remind her of Narnia, and sometimes, her heart aches for it. ]

If I am as far displaced in time as I'm told, I should be anywhere between five hundred or seven hundred and twenty three years of age by this time. Perhaps a but old.

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