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[enlistments]

[He's a reasonable distance away when the video starts. Ichabod learns and remembers, and he knows he doesn't need to have his face so close to be seen.]

Good afternoon, Tranquility -- if it is truly afternoon. [That part muttered, because seriously, how can you tell.] Allow me to introduce myself, or re-introduce myself as it were. My name is Ichabod Crane. I was once a passenger on board this ship in the stars. My voyage was rather short, and I'd hoped that it would be the same this time. But that's no excuse to remain idle for however long my forced conscription may last. I recall there being a Security militia on board. I'm stating my intentions to rejoin it.

Thank you and good day - night. Oh, whatever.

[He reaches to end the video before thinking of something else that's been on his mind. Something that is, in truth, never far from it.]

As for a more personal query, I also recall there being witches here before. I wish to know more, especially if you're familiar with the name Katrina. Any news would be...most welcome.

[His voice softens at those last two words, the understatement that they are. Ichabod's jaw clenches briefly.]

It is more the truth that I would be eternally grateful.

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[uncurse]

This is the second time I've heard you mention this Katrina chick. Who is she?

[enlistments]

[There's a barely perceptible sigh before he responds.]

Katrina is my wife, Miss Swan.

[uncurse]

You know, I've known guys to call their wife a witch before, but never like this. [ and she totally doesn't remember that part of the headless horseman story. ] Anyway. If you want to join up with security, you really want to get in touch with Tyke. Militia's a bit of a strong word, but ...

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[ex_striking429]

...Militia?

[ what. ]

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[enlistments]

Yes, a military force composed largely of civilians who arm themselves and band together for the common goal of defense.

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[milagros]

Define 'more'.

( is mila the first black woman he's met with more or less the same accent as him? that'd be amazing. )

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[enlistments]

[At the very least, it would be a long time. Enough that for a moment, he seems surprised.]

All that I could be told and trusted with in good faith.

[majestyofthethrone]

Day is better than night, I think.

[enlistments]

I'm curious, why do you think so?

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[blackmagus]

[This isn't the first time Fortescue's heard someone mention being here, going away, and then returning. But this is the first time she's heard mention of remembering it, which intrigues her. Even if his accent and vocabulary remind her unpleasantly of a general she once had to deal with.

She has a very similar accent. Only linguists can really tell the tiny differences that make her Imperian, rather than English.]

You left, and remember? [She's sitting on her bed, her cat in her lap.] Don't those memories usually end up erased?

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[enlistments]

I have heard tells of such, and my memories of the Tranquility were certainly erased. But only until my return.

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[doggedly]

Just assuming that all witches know each other is sort of offensive, y'know.

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[enlistments]

More a hope than an assumption. Either way, I meant no offense. I only wish to know more of those things that my wife could not teach me.

[ryuuzaki]

"Day" is good enough.

[He sounds calm, and his accent is much less prominent than Crane's.]

I don't think I know of a Katrina Crane having been here at any point in the last few years. Would she go by any other name?

[There's no point in asking who she is when someone already has, publicly.]

[enlistments]

Her maiden name was Van Tassel, a name she might've used if she felt the need to.

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[likescats]

[Now that was a person he remembers having a conversation with before.]

HELLO AGAIN ICHABOD. WHY ARE YOU LOOKING FOR A WITCH?

[Because if he can get this conversation before it reaches Granny then it will go a lot better for the poor man.]

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[enlistments]

[Ah yes, the Death who is not the same as the rider from his own world. ...It still confounds him.]

For so many years, my wife concealed the truth that she was one. I wish to know more, perhaps things she could not tell me.

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[atent_dead]

Ain't familiar with any Katrina. But what do ye need to know 'bout witches?

[And oh she looks every inch the witch cliche]

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[enlistments]

Perhaps you've heard of her coven, the Sisterhood of the Radiant Heart?

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[lightmagic]

I'm afraid I still can't help in regards to knowing a Katrina, but I am a witch. I'll help fill in some blanks if I can.

[ She looks more mentally tired than physically, but she's still managing a small smile. ]

[enlistments]

The offer is most appreciated, however - are you alright, Miss Lily?

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[skjalf]

( elizabeth finds she cannot face him. not when he has broached such a sensitive and frightening topic as witchcraft. three, perhaps four months it has been since her second sight caused such a blunder on her behalf in full public view, and still she finds it difficult to speak of it: her magic.

her tone is soft, measured—and guarded, painstakingly devoid of whatever emotion she attaches to the subject on a personal level. )

I have magic, sir. As do many among the female line of my mother's family. We are descended from the river goddess Melusina, it is said.

Though I know your wife not, sadly. Would that I might reunite the pair of you. It does no good for a husband and wife to be parted. Is there aught else I might do to assist you?

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[enlistments]

Your kindness is, as always, much appreciated, Lady Elizabeth. I endeavor to stay strong until we are reunited.

Might I inquire of the nature of your magic? You're well within your rights to decline, of course.

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[spellmight]

Careful, conscription tends to be for life unless otherwise noted. Or so I've found in my experience.

( sam makes light of things which embitter her: the novel. )

I prefer the term mage, but I've magic. Who is Katrina?

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[enlistments]

Perish the thought.

My wife. What sort of magic, if I might inquire?