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[center][h1][color=#cdb7b5]Rose Buckner[/color][/h1]
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Rose nodded at Merlin's plan. It was good enough. Hopefully, there was a wedding and the guards didn't ask who was getting married. She figured she'd let Merlin talk if they got asked where they were going anyway. But it would be good to know [I]who[/i] they were supposed to be going to get married. Not often did people go to weddings of people they didn't know. Rose figured she could say she was coming into town to visit some family and not be lying. Her mother was in that town. 

She shoved the book into her bag. She didn't want any guardsmen asking about the book. It did cover her strange jacket and belongings, like her phone, that was a bonus. It didn't keep her bag from being searched through. Rose's stomach twisted. Her mother needed her to make it in there. [color=#cdb7b5]"Seems solid enough of a plan, if there happens to be a wedding coming up, and we can give the names of the bride or groom if asked."[/color] Rose said to Merlin. She didn't want to poke all the holes in his plan, but better her than a guard with a sword and a strong desire to kill rebel children from another world. 


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[center][h1][color=#bf85f2]Colby Jackson[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#bf85f2]Location:[/color] Camelot More woods
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Colby arched an eyebrow at Sierra. She had seemed just as pissed as the others. He gave a shrug and touched Matthew's hand gently to let him know he really was okay. Colby didn't care what any of the others thought of him, but he knew Matthew was a pile of anxious nerves. [color=#bf85f2]"Thanks, but I'm good."[/color] He said trying very hard to keep the sarcasm out of his voice that he felt belonged there. 

He couldn't help himself though to look at Camelot with wide-eyed wonder. He really was still a kid. Easily one of the younger, if not the youngest of the group. Colby had never been outside Wichita in his whole life, minus what he had lived here before his exile. He didn't remember any of that time though. It was a true medieval city with parapets and guardsmen, all probably lackeys of Maleficent.