oo1. ♐ [text]

[horsepower]

D --> Really, this whole 'being used a pawn in the machinations of higher powers' thing would be growing quite tiresome by now, if it were not so titillating
D --> I appreciate being recognized as a being of cosmic importance or what have you
D --> But I must admit, at the risk of sounding most deplorably impudent, I was rather enjoying my present situation in the dreambubbles
D --> While the circumstances were not ideal, the
D --> Company
D --> Was e%ceptionally elegant
D --> Is there any suitably imposing authority figure to whom I can address my concerns

[a bit of an apprehensive pause.]

D --> Barring that, allow me to e%tend a formal greeting
D --> Salutations, alien planet of Asgard
D --> I am Equius Zahhak, a nobleb100d of the Most Glorious and Tyrannical Alternian Empire
D --> Er
D --> Former empire


[[OOC: and a link to a text permissions post!]]

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[text]

[hugprompting]

[Leonardo does not have the faintest idea of what an emoticon is, but he understands pictograph, at least.]

Ah-- my apologies; it is Italian. It is a way of saying sir.

Why is it that you preface all of your statements with a bow and arrow? I am quite unused to communication such as this, so much of the etiquette is foreign to me.

[text], sorry for the wait!

[horsepower]

[Cue even more puzzled squinting at the screen. Though his chest swells with a bit of pride at being called 'sir'.]

D --> What is Italian
D --> Is it a social caste

[A boy can dream, right?]

D --> And archery is numbered among the most regal, highb100ded pursuits in e%istence
D --> I, hailing from the aristocracy, ought to mark myself as such

[A beat.]

D --> You
D --> You are unused to writing words
D --> How curious
D --> Well, I commend you with no insincerity that your grasp on language is developing nicely I suppose