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Action for Genessia | Eventual Video
[He had several questions, upon waking up. An uncomfortable concoction of emotions and reactions bubbling around inside of him, all demanding he do something.
... So he collected his communicator. And the money he'd woken up beside. And then he consulted the hologram, memorizing every word. He went outside, and grabbed the appropriate pamphlets, reading it all very carefully, noting well the map.
At some point, anyone down by the bay would find him sitting, calm, at least by all appearances, slowly scrolling through the communicator, reading, listening to, and watching every single post he could access.
Granted, if anyone came near, they'd find themselves being addressed.]
Excuse me, if I may have a moment of your time?
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[And there he is, looking calm, cool and confident. Still outside, apparently, the sounds of street traffic make that pretty clear]
Before I begin introducing myself, is there anyone present who knows what I mean when I say I'm currently looking for members of the Voltron Coalition?
... So he collected his communicator. And the money he'd woken up beside. And then he consulted the hologram, memorizing every word. He went outside, and grabbed the appropriate pamphlets, reading it all very carefully, noting well the map.
At some point, anyone down by the bay would find him sitting, calm, at least by all appearances, slowly scrolling through the communicator, reading, listening to, and watching every single post he could access.
Granted, if anyone came near, they'd find themselves being addressed.]
Excuse me, if I may have a moment of your time?
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[And there he is, looking calm, cool and confident. Still outside, apparently, the sounds of street traffic make that pretty clear]
Before I begin introducing myself, is there anyone present who knows what I mean when I say I'm currently looking for members of the Voltron Coalition?
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"What's not the case?" Alleyana raised a scar-crossed eyebrow. "Being out of your element is a normal thing for you?"
She glanced up at the sign before leading the way inside. "...Yeah, well, I guess I forgot to mention it's a gay bar."
Whoops.
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"May I ask why this conversation intrigues you so?" STOP ASKING.
Gay bar. It took him a second to actually process what that was. It's a very human term after all, as well as binary sexuality in space, but after a moment-
"... Ah. Well. I'm sure that won't be an issue." Trust him, he's very, very used to attention.
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SO THERE.
"--Yeah, well. There's rules in this place," and the Inquisitor gestured to where they were posted on the wall, written and framed, on her way to the actual bar within. "Makes it a good place for getting your bearings. Just don't go upstairs unless flashing lights and loud music is your thing, which would surprise me -- all buttoned-up as you are."
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"You'd be correct. I'm not interested in lights and music." It's not because he's buttoned up, it's because he doesn't like it.
"I'd rather set about getting my bearings here. What do they have for drinks?" Since he's at a bar and he'll have to drink something, and he'd rather it not be water because that gets you weird looks in a bar.
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The cheerful human squinted at Lotor for a moment, then grinned. "Oh, a newcomer! ...I would never put booze in tea, Inquisitor!"
"Well he could always add it in himself."
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"Two surprises of the alcoholic variety."
That's right, two. You're not getting away that easily, buddy. When Bob slid two 'surprises' over as well, the Inquisitor dropped the requisite red bills on the bar and tried to pass one of the new drinks to Lotor, too.
"You don't gotta finish it, just take the edge off a little."
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He looked vaguely offended by this development. Only vaguely, he took his alcohol free tea and went to sample it.
"I'm fine."
TM.
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Another sip of his tea, cool as a cucumber. "Or are you inferring to just encouraging people to drink in general?"
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"...Look, it's not my business, I get it. I'm offering what help I know how, it's your call what you actually accept."
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Least of all himself.
"You've been perfectly helpful up until now, I can assure you. The tea is just fine, thank you for suggesting a bar that serves it. I appreciate it."
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She signaled Bob for a refill on her alcoholic disaster, and glanced over. "We haven't done the name thing; I'm Alley."
Though Bob had called her Inquisitor, most 'fake' bartenders still did after that first all-city drunken rant tour she'd taken with Sanzo way back when. She'd left an impression.
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Mostly because it's a formality and heaven knows he cannot eschew those.
"I am Lotor. I do wish we could have met under better circumstances, truth be told. Perhaps were we in my own universe, I'd be more lenient in my own drinking."
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Probably. Look, the Inquisitor's a pretty self-aware person, ok?
She toys with her newly-refilled glass, turning it this way and that with the razor-sharp tips of her gauntleted fingers.
"If we were in my universe, I'd have plenty of bigger shit to worry about. No offense. You strike me as similar; you've got all the buttoned-up repressive behavior of a noble. Albeit with a lot less bullshit attached, for which you've got my thanks."
Handling someone with his demeanor is a lot easier when they're not gushing on about shit like the second dispersal of the reclaimed Dales.
Orlesians.
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"I'm sure the same could be said of many others here. Everyone was, after all, no doubt engaged with their own lives before it was all so rudely interrupted." He took a sip of his tea again.
"Considering I am nobility, I suppose your accusation stands."
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She picked up her drink and took a healthy gulp of it, not quite knocking it back like the first one. Look, sometimes the drunken mistakes engine needed to be primed.
"So what's your deal, then?"
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You're not even under my jurisdiction." That sounds super annoying and he's almost kind of glad he never had to deal with that personally. The Galra aren't really well known for perfumed handkerchief waving.
Marches and orders though.
That's a thing. That's... a big thing. Look, he said he was almost kind of glad.
"What do you mean?"
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I'm the emperor of the Galra."
AS U DO. Like he's the shift manager at Burger King.
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She'd installed emperors. Three of them, technically, although that had been of an empire much smaller than an interplanetary monstrosity like his.
"Interesting. Of the whole race, eh? That does explain the reaction to suddenly being in a strange place like this. Gotta keep those cards close."
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"It is-" ALARMING "odd, to be this far from home, but not entirely unheard of. My confusion lies in how I arrived, rather than being here itself."
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"I agree that it's confusing, though. Normally when I get tossed into another world, I at least did something. Grabbed an artifact or went through a rift, or an eluvian. Just waking up somewhere else? Not standard. Though if they keep bouncing me back and forth like this, it's going to start feeling that way."
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Kind of a blessing, right?
"Then there are documented rifts within your own world as well? You've traveled to other universes before this one? How did you accomplish this?"
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"More like another layer of reality, I guess. One that was split apart from the rest of the world, with a barrier put in place called the veil."
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