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[center][h1][color=99CC00]Matthew Madigan[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Camelot
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Matthew hadnt expected for Merlin to be joining them on distraction team. Figuring his expertise in magic may be needed for the rescue to either fight off arcane locks, traps, or even just goons with magic. There were still a lot of uncertainties that filled this plan that made him nervous. The bright side was that he could try and watch what Merlin did, study his movements and try to replicate it later when it was safer and away from civilians. As Hansel brought of the drink, Matthew looked into the tankard and his expression fell flat. He hadn't been expecting alcohol, though he supposed asking for water or a ginger ale was more out of the question than not. So instead he took in the scent, the hops filling his nose and leaving an acrid feeling before he finally ventured in for a sip. The taste was bitter, dry, and unpleasant. It made him wonder why anyone in the real world drank this.

He pushed his tankard aside, Carroll stepping up to it and recoiling at the scent as they moved away from the liquid and curled into Matthews chest against the table. If anything maybe Colby would fancy drinking it instead. The idea was to cause a distraction with fire, something he could easily do. So could Merlin or any number of them he was sure. The rescue team was built and everyone knew where to meet up incase anyone was lost or they needed a quick escape. That meant they could all relax and retire to their rooms for the night. He hadn’t actually thought of it, but looking around there was quite a few of them there. Were they all getting their own rooms or would they be grouped up? Males and females? Two by two? His face began to flush as he thought of sharing a room with Colby. His voice cracking as he barely got out his question. [Color=99CC00]"Um, so what's the rooms arrangement going to be like?"[/color]