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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?
[VIDEO]
[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?
[VIDEO]
[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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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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He pressed a bit further, looking somewhat more intrigued.
"So it is still connected to your universe? It isn't an entirely different one? Rather, it is over layed?"
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"Layers, like. The Fade is still... it reflects Thedas, you could say. And Thedas... everyone who dreams, they go to the Fade in their sleep just, you know, not in their body. It's the source of all magic and -- going by how the Tranquil are -- I'd venture to say it's where all our emotion comes from, too."
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Well, someone just outed them self as a nerd.