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[trickking]

[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?

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[inquisitor_lavellan]

"Well, good job on being a lot more bearable than the nobles back on Thedas," Alleyana shook her head, "you've yet to wave a perfumed handkerchief in my face like an Orlesian," or call her a rabbit; one of the many slurs for elves on Thedas and the preferred one of Orlais, "or try to order me around like a Fereldan. And don't get me started on the Free Marches."

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?"

[trickking]

"... Why would anyone do any of that? What an absurd waste of time and energy.

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?"

[inquisitor_lavellan]

Alley gestured vaguely in his direction with one armored hand. "What kind of noble are you?"

[trickking]

"Ah.

I'm the emperor of the Galra."

AS U DO. Like he's the shift manager at Burger King.

[inquisitor_lavellan]

That earned a raising of Alley's eyebrows, but the Inquisitor didn't react much more than that.

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."

[trickking]

"The entire race, yes, and all the planets currently controlled by them." Multiple races, then, technically. Multiple planets.

"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."

[inquisitor_lavellan]

"Well, some people get taken from like... the moment they die back home? So it could be weirder." Alley's fairly certain he'd have mentioned that by now if that was the case with him. 'But I'm dead!' came up pretty quickly with people when they'd been snatched away from death itself.

"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."

[trickking]

"... That sounds like it could be a confusing situation, yes." He'd feel sorry for them, but they would be dead otherwise.

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?"

[inquisitor_lavellan]

"I don't know that I'd call the Fade another universe, or at least not anymore." Not after her most recent bout of walking through eluvians while working to thwart a massive qunari assassination and invasion. With what she'd learned of the Fade, and the veil separating it from the 'real' world...

"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."

[trickking]

That... was interesting, yes.

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?"

[inquisitor_lavellan]

Alleyana grunted an affirmative, and reached across the bar for a pair of spare coasters, dragging them over and then stacking one on top of the other.

"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."

[trickking]

"How fascinating... I don't suppose I could find anything written down about your world here? Recorded in any capacity?"

[inquisitor_lavellan]

"Doubtful, most people on Thedas don't know much about Thedas and its relationship to the Fade, let alone has anyone come here and written it down."

Well, someone just outed them self as a nerd.