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Just Outside The Main Gate, Saturday Morning

Much like the previous day, Saturday found Arthur venturing back down to the barricade. It was early, the sunlight was yet shallow and leaning towards overcast, and only the first warbles of birds became evident as he slogged at the thing.

At least it had remained intact overnight. He was in full armor yet again, with ~~shamelessly modded~~ Merlin at his side. He'd stayed quiet opposite the boy most of the time, barring talk of strategy. The magic was something that'd have to be discussed again if they managed to survive this whole mess.

He climbed up so he could take a quick survey of the town. Watching the still forms lumber about, he felt a chill settling in his bones. There was only one word he could use to describe it.

"Bugger," he muttered, succinctly, and ran a hand through his hair. Sometimes, he had a knack for brevity.

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Éowyn had managed to get a few hours of sleep before returning to the gate, sword and sheath at her side as she looked around. "Are the creatures still keeping their distance?" she asked.

"As it stands," Arthur replied, "Yes." Funny how he wasn't in a position to bat eyes at women warriors or wizards any longer. "But we must not drop our vigil."

Not having eyes batted at her was something Éowyn could get very used to. "Of course not," she said. "I must admit, I am torn between wanting them to keep their distance so those in the building will be safe, and wanting them to approach so we may destroy them and be rid of them."

"It'd be more useful if we could find the sorcerer and destroy him," Arthur pointed out, "With any luck, that'll put an end to the problem."

It was Uther's favorite strategy, at any rate. Unless someone else had called a plague over this island they had to fix.

"You believe a sorcerer is behind this?" Éowyn asked. It made sense, now that she thought about it, but the idea of someone purposefully sending zombies to harm them didn't sit well with her.

Arthur eyed her in return. "The dead are walking," he pointed out, "You can't tell me that's not sorcery."

"I did not believe anyone here was capable of such a thing," Éowyn admitted. "Either in intent or in power."

"You can't trust sorcerers," Arthur said, darkly. Uther would've had a few things to say about this. "With as many of them in one location, something was bound to happen."

"I suppose you're right. Before I came here, I only knew of two wizards who had any goodness to them," she said. "It doesn't help that they're so skilled at hiding their true intentions."

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Dinah waved hello to Éowyn, relieved to see someone else who was still okay and ready to fight. "Hey, Éowyn. Kind of like the harpies, hunh? Only not so much actual fighting."

"Providing defenses is just as important, even if the fighting if more fun," Éowyn said with a smile. "It is good to see you still well."

"You too, big time. I almost can't stand to listen to Radio now, worrying about who's name will come up as bitten." Although last night's had been extra-surreal. "I just wish someone could figure out what we needed to do to stop this." She looked at Éowyn's sword, and added ruefully, "And that I could use a real sword yet." She swung her bat. "Although I guess the principle is the same."

"A blunt object can still do damage," Éowyn assured her. "It sounds as though you've been practicing, from what the voices on the radio have said."

"Yeah, last two months' worth. I could maybe hold my own against, well. Someone else who's been training two months. Maybe I could hack off a zombie's arm, but I don't want to get that close." Dinah looked rueful. "But I'm good with fighting them with anything else, anyway."

"I have no doubt about that. I feel safer with you here," Éowyn assured her. She wanted to try to help Dinah feel better since she'd always been so nice to her.

"Really?" Dinah beamed at her, kind of amazed. "Thanks. And back at you, because I saw you with the harpies. You and Alice--" Dinah stopped, abruptly, then took a breathe. "You and Alice were really impressive."

"Is Alice still all right?" Éowyn asked. "I am certain that she can defend herself, but these creatures are not much like the harpies."

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"Lady Eowyn," Merlin greeted her from just past Arthur.

"Merlin," she replied in greeting. "I am pleased to see you have not become food for our guests."

"I could hardly leave Arthur on his own like that," Merlin replied with a small grin.

"Of course not. He'd have to learn how to take care of himself, and that would just be terrible," she said.

"He'd fall apart the week after. Who would wash his socks?"

"He'd run out of clean clothes eventually, and then what would he do?" Éowyn said, grinning like she had an idea that she shouldn't have been thinking.

"He'd find a new servant," Merlin said dryly. "He got Fra--"

Tea. He needed tea.

"He did it when I was a bird."

"Well, then there may be hope for him yet. That still doesn't mean anything is allowed to happen to you," Éowyn insisted.

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