You're From The Isle If Anybody Asks

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First Awareness

Those used to this by now probably knew what it meant when they felt their magic return for a moment. For the rest, suddenly their powers were back. Just for a few minutes, but a lot could be done in a few minutes. If the person even noticed their powers were back, that is.

Of course those on the shore might have seen the hazy indistinct shape through the barrier coming closer, might have seen the moment the hole in the barrier opened. Might have seen King Ben leading people down a gangplank through the barrier with crates of supplies....

Unions, Re And Otherwise

Once the supplies were unloaded, the barrier was sealed up again. King Ben seemed to be in charge during the unloading, Once the barrier was closed again, by the green magic streaming from the Queen's finger, it was Mal who seemed to be in charge.

"Alright, listen up. We have 2 hours and the clock is ticking. I'm not FG but we're keeping to a deadline anyway. If you want to come to Auradon or know someone you want us to bring back, you have 2 hours to convince us. You and everyone else, sharing the same 2 hours. Along with anyone who has a supply request for our next visit, or updates. Those of you bringing supplies to the school, time to get cracking. Two hours passes faster than midnight at the ball."

Those Who Left

(Please TL Here for boat and Auradon Shenanigans. TY)

Those What Remain

Once those going back to Auradon had left and the barrier was back in place, it was for those who remained on the Isle to sort the supplies and figure out how to get done everything that needed to be done with the people that remained.

Comments

[mist_the_point]

Foulques made a thoughtful sound. He still wasn't especially comfortable with the idea of someone else looking into his mind, regardless of the reason, but any objections he could think of sounded either childish or cowardly. "Very well," he said after a moment. "Though fair warning, I've never done such a thing before. It may not be so smooth a process as you hope."

[elvendryad]

He shook his head, still smiling. "Most never have, or ever do." A glance back at the people gathering to leave -- Mallia glanced back and gave a little wave, and he raised a hand briefly to her in return, and then took a breath and looked back to Foulques, waiting.

Any time now... Aaaaany time....

When they did open the barrier to leave again... it was a bit less dramatic than one might have been expecting. If Foulques hadn't been anticipating it, he might've even missed it at first -- a sense of Chell's presence there near him, on much the same sort of level of awareness that sometimes smaller clues could have amounted to, even without having consciously noted him standing there.

But what, exactly, came across might or might not have been any surprise whatsoever: while Chell's attention was turned toward Foulques, he wasn't pushing at all... more that it seemed his attention was... waiting? And he was about as calm as ever... discounting, at least, that bit of what seemed a mix of hope and mild excitement -- anticipation? It was enough to know he was looking forward to whatever the lancer might decide to try showing him, at any rate.

And if said lancer tried it... he might find that Chell's abilities worked both ways. While Chell's attention was on this particular task, if Foulques wanted to try getting a better look at him, in a sense... he very well could.