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[ Day sure didn't miss that the Central wizards looked worse for wear after they returned from their mission. He hasn't spoken to them, but Morag is one of the few he has, even if it was brief. So he's here at her door knocking to check in on her. ]

[ He is making it a point to check on everyone from Central because, you know. That did not seem like a great time at all. Also, he wants to see how Morag's doing in general, so. Knock knock! ]

[ Tired of visitors yet, Mòrag?

There comes a quiet, but confident knock at some point in the morning. ]

Mòrag, it's me, Tatara.

[ Morag will wake up on Monday to a very peculiar scene. They will see who they saw when they stepped into the mysterious circle a week ago...but the visage of who it was before scatters to the wind, and reforms as someone new. The thread of fate severs, and who you were one fated to be with matters no longer, as a new person takes their place with green petals.

Who Morag sees is someone with nice posture, back straight and head held high, but the rest of their stance implies that they are friendly, what with one of their hands held up, as if they are waving at her. The petals shift, though, and the figure's stature changes. One of their hands is gripping the opposite arm, and they're looking away, as if they are uncertain or bothered about something.

The vision fades as fast as it came, however, and before they know it, Morag is grounded back in reality once more. ]

Post-Central mission

post-central mission

early week 5

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