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[ Nasir wakes and knows instantly he is not where he last fell to slumber. It is far too soft to be the cold ground in which he knew he had laid the night prior, but perhaps more importantly, there is a lack of comforting warmth at his side. If Nasir has learned anything from war it is the importance of stealth and how advantageous the element of surprise can be. He feels to his side and grabs hold of spear, takes shallow breath, and opens eyes. With a loud hiss, he sits up and propels himself out of strange container, ready to fight whatever Romans may be keeping him captive. ]

[ Nasir stumbles as feet meet water and falls to his knees in the shallow with noise of distress. As he takes in all the surrounding lights and sounds of ocean he begins to feel panic clawing at his chest like wild beast. He scrambles back into the pod with spear drawn and only then begins to take in supplies. ]

[ Without lowering weapon Nasir grabs at the videophone in confusion and fear. After a moment of looking it over and finding it of no use, he grabs for the papers, hoping to make some sense of them. ]

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[ You are treated to a slanted sight from the pod's floor of Nasir rummaging through what supplies he can find. He has unknowing turned the device on, yet has thrown it aside in his panic. ]

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[Having been circling around the area for the last few hours and debating the relative merits of swimming to shore, Agron has calmed down a bit. Until the sound of movement from one of the pods sets him on edge. He ducks behind another, muscles tense and ready for a fight.]

[In the distance, a hiss. A thud. Soft unhappy noises.]

[Cautiously, he peers out of his hiding spot. There's a figure on the ground in the low, glowing light, shuffling through papers. It seems to be more concerned with that than any hostilities. He creeps closer, then closer again, tries to get a better look--]

Nasir.

[Well, that was the first fucking good news of the hour.]

[ Nasir's head snaps up at the sound of his name and his hand flies to grip spear once again. He begins to raise it in defensive stance before his eyes fall on Agron. A small relieved smile takes over his face and the spear is lowered to side, danger forgotten for but a moment. ]

Agron!

[ Nasir is quick to his feet, yet slow in advancement towards Agron. The water is not something he is used to walking in at such lengths yet he is comforted in the fact that his lover stands in the shallows as well. Perhaps the water does not deepen as it goes further from the strange storage container. Perhaps this land is just covered in small amount of water that does not deepen to frightening depths. ]

[Reassured that nothing else is present in this watery shithole, he splashes through carelessly until he stands at an easier talking distance to Nasir.]

It warms heart to see you safe.

[His shoulders relax, and his guard drops again. There is strength in numbers, and the sight of Nasir's spear is welcome, for reasons of heart and head both. He takes a deep breath before continuing.]

But do not ask for knowledge of fucking place, I have none to give. Save at least, that it is an island and on distant shore stands... mountains. Of a sort. [Nova City's skyline is dotted with tall, needle-like things that resemble no fucking mountain he's ever seen, but that word comes the closest.]

What do you learn from letters?

[ It truly calms heart and mind to set eyes upon Agron. If all else falls to shit, as it has been known to do, at the very least Nasir is now back where he promised to always be- at Agron's side. There is also comfort in the fact that Agron has a mind for strategy and may know best way out of this mess. ]

You are well?

[ He takes a moment to look over Agron's body for any signs of injury. Once satisfied there are no obvious signs of distress he glances back to strange container filled with what few items he had awoken with, scowl upon face. ]

There is little sense to be made from letters. I know but a few words from accompanying Dominus to market, yet none prove of use now.

In barest sense of the word.

[So yes, if he can manage to be sarcastic about everything that happened even before coming through here, he's fine.]

Fucking pity, I had hoped you able to decipher cryptic meaning. As it is, I think we are left with little choice but to swim to shore and face what awaits.

[He glances over Nasir-- he seems fine. Unhurt, save previous scrapes and cuts from battle. More than capable of making it across.]

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[ Nasir feels heart quicken at suggestion of swimming in such fearsome depths. He makes attempt to disguise reaction of fear. ]

Would it not be safer to wait for the sun? We know not what lies in water.

[ Nasir shifts his gaze away as if looking in distance. He can not meet Agron's eyes. ]

... I never had reason to learn to swim.

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I had considered it, though if fearsome beasts do lie in wait I doubt light will aid--

[a pause]

You cannot swim.

[not that he is a sailor by any stretch of imagination, but he is at least confident in his ability not to drown over short distances]

[they have been in the army how long? how did he not know this about Nasir? this seems like something that should have come up before now.]

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[ He stands straighter and squares his shoulders. ]

As stated, was not fucking needed in life before rebellion.

[ Not mentioning the fear of water and boats. It would bring embarrassment to admit such. ]

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I do not speak with cruel intent, only note that situation complicates.

You will hold fast to me, then.

[and Gods willing, we won't both drown]

[at least if we do, it wasn't the fucking Romans]

[ His guard lowers as if deflated and he leans heavily upon spear. ]

Apologies. It is subject of fear and not easily revealed... even to my own heart.

[ After a deep breath and small secret smile, he continues. ]

Is there no other way? I fear we will drown or be eaten by beasts that live in depths.

[he leans over Nasir to plant a kiss on his forehead, then pats his shoulder reassuringly]

The thought crosses mind. Yet unless we plan to stand on shore with arm up ass for the rest of lives, such action must be taken.

[ His smile grows as he is given affection, and it aids in soothing mind. He gives a small nod in understanding. ]

Then I would have you teach me how to swim so as to lessen burden. We should take what supplies we can in hopes of using them should we cross.

[ He turns to gather supplies he awoke with. He grabs the metal device and necklace, but looks over papers with slight frown. ]

Did you wake with supplies? I do not seem to have bag to carry such things.

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At present? I would do so at later fucking time in place where bottom can be seen.

And I woke with little but armor and strange box, as you did.

[he jerks his head at the remains of the welcome package on the floor. take it if you want, Nasir.]

[ Sansa's been keeping to herself lately-- but w o w, someone obviously has no idea what they're doing. It's mostly through pity that she decides to respond, instead of her usual helpful politefulness.

She switches on her video only after she's fixed her hair and made herself otherwise presentable. She has appearances to keep, after all. ]

I suggest you pick up the device, as it's likely the most important thing there.

[ Nasir turns quickly from rummaging through items and brandishes spear at voice... only to stop short at the small picture of a young women. He studies it a moment before lowering spear enough to make eye contact, though keeps careful distance. ]

By the Gods, what are you?

That's a very rude thing to ask. I'm a Lady. [ Her gaze turns slightly stern- but she'll be helpful, still. She is thankful that she isn't there in person though, with all the spear pointing and whatnot.]

I know how frightening it is. This kind of thing was all very frightening to me, as well. The object before you is a communication device that allows you to hear and see people from far away. Don't ask me how it works, I still don't grasp it all completely myself.

[ Her response gives pause and Nasir looks taken aback. ]

Apologies... I did not mean offense.

[ So this little lady is not trapped within box by some magic of the Gods? He lowers his spear and reaches for the device with small flare of hope. Perhaps she knows the way out. ]

Are you not on this island then? Will you offer aid in getting to safer place?

[Bridget is a little less polite than Sansa, but she hasn't slept more than a few hours total for the past week.

Oh, and she's yelling quite loudly.]

PICK UP THE METAL THING YOU BRAINLESS WONDER!

[ To say that Nasir is frightened by the voice is understatement. He effectively propels himself from the container in his fear and starts looking around for source. ]

Reveal self! I do not have patience for games at present!

[ He is unaware that the voice is coming from the metal device, it would seem. ]

[At least she can hear a reaction. Seriously, children these days... Wait, she's too old to call anyone her child. She'll just resort to yelling once more.]

I REFUSE TO REVEAL MYSELF UNTIL YOU PICK UP THE METAL THING YOU TOSSED ASIDE!

[And a slight pause...]

THE METAL THING IS LIKE A PIPE. I AM NOT PRESENT, BUT IT CARRIES MY VOICE! I NEED TO KNOW WHAT NAMES ARE KNOWN THROUGH YOUR WORLD AT THE MOMENT.

[Because yeah, names would give her a sense of time IF these idiots happen to be from earth.]

[ Nasir grabs the device he had thrown aside and starts to look it over. His expression turns annoyed as he fails in finding way to speak into it, such as a horn, so he hopes it does work as pipe and carry his voice to intended recipient. ]

I have it in hand, you may reveal self. But know if you intend to harm I will not pause in striking you down.

[... if he could find a way to. He turns from such thoughts for now and focuses on question. ]

Men of note in my world? Ones that come to mind are of Roman variety. Marcus Licinius Crassus and Gnaeus Pompeius Magnus are of note in only their failure to stop spirit of rebellion led by Spartacus.

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If I intended harm I would hardly let you know of my existence. There have been many men who have tried to strike me down just because I exist.

[And she'll suddenly activate the video on the poor guy. She's not even bothering to hide anything about herself, from the cat-slit eyes to the pale features. And she's wearing a high-collared black tunic which makes her look even paler.]

So far, the only one to succeed is... was the one who raised me. Crassus, is it? Well, that gives me a time period and a region to work with. Perhaps you may have heard the tale of Odyssius and the magical places he was temporarily trapped? This place is much like that, only people are pulled here from different times, worlds, even levels of existence.

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