[She flinches a bit at the mention of murdering and setting on fire of family.
A life... If it's truly necessary, Caleb might be better off not knowing. But, no, this is important. She'll tell him either way. It's up to him what he's willing to do.]
Well, if all you needed was to kill someone, people would be time traveling left and right.
I think it's more like a...a feeling. Like being called to the stones. She - my mother - said there was a sort of low humming sound? But only she could hear it. I don't know if something chose her or if it was something else completely. Either way, she's done it three times.
[ This is, honestly, the most she's ever thought about it, really. And it's enough to make her head hurt. ]
Sorry, I don't really know that much about it, I'm realizing. I have no idea who does.
[Nott wishes she had something to take notes on. Just a feeling? What does that mean? And her mother's description of what she heard...]
Well... if both of these people managed to do it, they must have figured out something. Even if your mom did it on accident. Could she control it at all, or did it just take her wherever? Or... whenever?
Well, how did she come back, then? She had to have came back to tell you about it. Humans live longer than we do, but not two hundred years, I'm pretty sure.
[Nott has lost all ability to pretend she's not highkey interrogating Bree, but seriously, this is fascinating even if she didn't have a son who wanted to grow up to bend reality to his will someday.]
[ Honestly? She hasn't been able to talk about this with anyone but Roger, so being able to go through everything she's been thinking out loud is a relief. ]
She just went back to the same spot where it happened the first. Three years or something had passed but she fell in love, so she stayed and didn't bother trying to get back at first.
That's probably right? It was a spot where druids used to...do some kind of ceremony. I have no idea. My mom watched it the night before she disappeared the first time.
[ It's all confusing as hell. ]
I don't understand it very well, and I don't think she does either. But maybe eventually something here can help. Someone else who's done it maybe? Time travel in general, I mean.
I'm not. I couldn't do a thing like that, not in a million years. But I know someone who might be interested.
[She's not about to dump someone else's tragic backstory on Bree, but it should be fine to be this vague about it. If she doesn't say who, it could ostensibly be anybody. Plenty of people are interested in traveling to the past in some form or another.]
Your mother watched the druids perform the ritual? Is she, uh, awake?
[ Bree's also respectful enough to not even try to pry, so there's that. She's curious, but this isn't the right time. ]
Yeah, she's awake. She could probably answer more about it than I ever could. I can ask if she feels like it? I don't know if it's...emotional for her, or what. Might be better coming from me. Or maybe you can write me a list of uh...
[ What's the word? ]
Questions!
[ Oh yeah, she's been drinking, and is hitting that hazy stage of not being too quick on her feet. ]
[Nott nods. That's the best she'll get for now, probably. She doesn't know of any other specific questions to ask, but she can report this all back to Caleb for now.]
There's probably water? Strangely, every tavern I've ever been to has carried milk, so you'd think water would be a given.
[But why would you want to drink anything that's not alcohol, is Nott's very dehydrated question.]
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[She flinches a bit at the mention of murdering and setting on fire of family.
A life... If it's truly necessary, Caleb might be better off not knowing. But, no, this is important. She'll tell him either way. It's up to him what he's willing to do.]
Well, if all you needed was to kill someone, people would be time traveling left and right.
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I think it's more like a...a feeling. Like being called to the stones. She - my mother - said there was a sort of low humming sound? But only she could hear it. I don't know if something chose her or if it was something else completely. Either way, she's done it three times.
[ This is, honestly, the most she's ever thought about it, really. And it's enough to make her head hurt. ]
Sorry, I don't really know that much about it, I'm realizing. I have no idea who does.
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Well... if both of these people managed to do it, they must have figured out something. Even if your mom did it on accident. Could she control it at all, or did it just take her wherever? Or... whenever?
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[ Brianna shakes her head a little. ]
She said she didn't even realize she had traveled in time, it was that fast, a blink of an eye.
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[Nott has lost all ability to pretend she's not highkey interrogating Bree, but seriously, this is fascinating even if she didn't have a son who wanted to grow up to bend reality to his will someday.]
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She just went back to the same spot where it happened the first. Three years or something had passed but she fell in love, so she stayed and didn't bother trying to get back at first.
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[Weird. But strangely logical, in some way.]
What if it was just the location that was magical? That would explain why she didn't realize she was doing it.
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[ It's all confusing as hell. ]
I don't understand it very well, and I don't think she does either. But maybe eventually something here can help. Someone else who's done it maybe? Time travel in general, I mean.
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[Whoops, she almost let on that she's trying to figure something out through this interrogation.]
There must be others as well, if your mother managed it. Maybe someone who knows those druids. Or some other druids.
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[ If this has been a questioning session, that comment pretty much seals that Bree clearly doesn't mind. ]
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[She's not about to dump someone else's tragic backstory on Bree, but it should be fine to be this vague about it. If she doesn't say who, it could ostensibly be anybody. Plenty of people are interested in traveling to the past in some form or another.]
Your mother watched the druids perform the ritual? Is she, uh, awake?
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Yeah, she's awake. She could probably answer more about it than I ever could. I can ask if she feels like it? I don't know if it's...emotional for her, or what. Might be better coming from me. Or maybe you can write me a list of uh...
[ What's the word? ]
Questions!
[ Oh yeah, she's been drinking, and is hitting that hazy stage of not being too quick on her feet. ]
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[Shit. She intended to give Caleb the woman's name, but if Bree would rather ask her herself...]
I can only think to ask her to describe the ritual, you know, that the druids did. Like... if there were any spells they cast, or anything.
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[ She doesn't even know what a 'weird way' would be and shakes her head at herself. ]
Is there water here?
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There's probably water? Strangely, every tavern I've ever been to has carried milk, so you'd think water would be a given.
[But why would you want to drink anything that's not alcohol, is Nott's very dehydrated question.]
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[ The idea of it makes her stomach turn a little and Bree winces, turning to look for water as if it will just appear. ]
I'm gonna go look for some. Water, I mean. I think it's a good idea now.
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[Nott pats Bree on the... waist. She can't reach very high.]
But yeah. You go and get your water. Thanks for, um, all the... talking.
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You and me, we can talk anytime. I like you.
[ She flashes a grin, and really, since her arrival Nott's up there in the top people she's met, so there's that. ]