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

[dualityinjest]

"Oh... okay...? I-- uh... What did you have in mind?"

[ubuntu_programmer]

Ian considered. "Given we don't have logo writer here or Room 25.... Ah! Okay, we'll need paper, pens, and index cards. Think you can find those?"

[dualityinjest]

"Yeah... yeah, I'll be right back!" He turned and ducked back out the door, bells jingling as he hurried away, back to the room he'd stashed the things in. It only took him a minute or two, and then he was coming back, cradling a folder that was mostly intact. He'd gathered... well, it wasn't actually index cards and full pieces of paper, but it was probably about as good a substitute as this place probably had.

"Here! Will this work?" He carefully offered it over.

[ubuntu_programmer]

"We can make it work. Okay. So to start, let's start by making about a dozen cards that each have a uni-directional arrow on them. Well, actually you do that if you would, and if you can give me paper and a pen, I'll try to set the other part up."

[dualityinjest]

"All right... but if it's just arrows, do they each need a whole card? I can put arrows on little pieces, too, right?"

He looked around, then set the folder down on part of a desk. Out came the pencils, and he offered one and the bigger pieces of paper to Ian.

[ubuntu_programmer]

"So long as the pieces are all the same sized and you can keep track of them," Ian said taking the supplies.

[dualityinjest]

"Yeah, easy!"

He actually went for one of the smaller bits of paper first. Picked up the other pencil... and not long after at all, he was folding the paper to tear it carefully against the edge of the desk there, having made a good handful of postage-stamp-sized arrows, all drawn neatly, all rather uniform....

[ubuntu_programmer]

Ian was also folding the paper but didn't rip, drawing something on each level of a fan fold.