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[This time, the recording starts with a long, drawn out sigh. Then, surprisingly, it's still Merlin's voice that rattles off the voicemail in tones of long-suffering.]

Hello, you've reached King Arthur Pr--Pendragon. He isn't here to answer your call because he's incredibly important and busy. If you leave a message here with me, I'll make sure he gets it because I am a good servant--and friend-- [he adds the last bit in a rush, accompanied with a thwap!, an 'ow!' and an 'I heard that,' then forces the rest of the words out through gritted teeth] and will do anything my master asks of me.

[A couple seconds pass, then Merlin speaks again, this time sounding a bit further away, like he isn't speaking into the bracelet anymore.] There, happy now? If you ask me, the other one is still better-- Shut up, Merlin. It's time to do yours next. Wait, what --

[ click! ]

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[gymnast]

I just wanted to let you know that I'm back (or awake again, I guess?) and will be returning to work at the Citadel in a day or two.

[ Normally she'd jump right back into things, but she feels like she needs some time to just... Avoid people. Hence why this is text instead of voice or video. The fewer people that see her face, the better, especially people she looks up to like Arthur. She doesn't need them seeing her weak and pathetic like she is. (If she were anyone else but herself, she wouldn't see crying over her mother's death and her break up with her boyfriend as pathetic, but...) ]