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Library, Saturday

You know what was really fun when the island started thumping and shaking? Having sensory organs that were highly sensitive to vibrations.

Ahsoka was not a happy little Togruta when she opened the library today.

She also set up the tables in the middle and broke into that stash of library caf in the hopes it would summon people trying to fix this.

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On top of the giant rabbits, they seemed to be in the middle of fucking nowhere. The rabbits, he'd leave to those that enjoyed punching shite, but figuring out where they were? That, John could manage.

He started with the card catalog, given all the computers seemed to be fucking bricks. It was all older shite, but at least it was a starting point.

It was a good two hours into his searching and muttering to himself that he paused, taking a card out of the drawer and disappearing with it into Archives before returning with some battered, faded, archival boxes labeled in spidery, smudged handwriting.

Historical Records [Dates Unreadable]
Fandom Island
Travel: Magical, Mechanical, Other

If you were going to start at the very beginning, you might as well start at the very fucking beginning, and that usually meant archives.

It was much, much later that a shout came up from where John was pouring over the files and pages and photos from the archives. "Well that explains my massive fucking headache, and why my wards didn't understand what the fuck happened..." he said, holding up a folder. "Right magical surge, but we didn't fucking land anywhere, so the spell didn't complete correctly."

"Bless fucking archivists. We got ourselves a meticulous record of the island's movements during its first impromptu vacation trip... including the magical readings for each jump and it matches. It fucking matches."

"Matches what?" Kathy asked, looking up in confusion from her archives stack.

"Magic requires energy, is energy," he said, waving the folder. "Just like your microwaves or light or sound, that energy had patterns. Signatures."

"And the magical signature of what happened to us today matches the one from your folders?" Kathy guessed.

"Not just type of magic, or same level of output, but same time," he said, tapping it on the table. "Midnight, and the spell triggered. Right time, right type, right power levels. I'll need to get into the nitty-gritty of the spell, see exactly how much my wards and such recorded before they reset, but I'd even bet it had the same star-chart coordinates plugged in, except it... misfired, for lack of a better term. Something caused the spell to terminate prematurely, which is why we're in the middle of fucking nowhere."

"Can you figure out where we were trying to go?" Kathy asked. "Or why the spell triggered right then?"

"If I could get hands-on with the spell from last night, sure," he said, "--but I was asleep at the time, and the magical protections I have up around this place and my apartment didn't record anything besides 'magic flare' since the spell didn't complete itself."

Kathy nodded. "Okay," she said, "that makes sense."

Well, what he was saying sounded logical. Kathy didn't have enough of an idea about magic to know whether that fit into the proper framework of it.

"Should we add this to the notes?" she asked, looking around to see if anyone had started a 'Pertinent Information' list. "...I'm gonna buy this place a whiteboard for emergencies," she muttered.

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