(o1), voice // action for... wandering around lost.

[brokensword]

[the man speaking sounds uncertain, a little bit afraid, and very much like his whole world has been turned upside down and reversed. his voice shakes a little, and he stumbles over his words.]

Hello? I -- I do not understand. Why have I been trapped here? The woman-- the woman without a face, what... happened to her? [he has a million theories, and all of them are equally horrifying.] It seemed as though she were dead--

This cannot be the afterlife! It is unlike anything I have ever heard from anyone. Is it true what the letter said? That I am here in order to preserve this world? I do not know this world, and the one that I am from, I-- [he breaks off abruptly, sounding a little choked. he falls silent for a moment. he's rambling, and that won't do any good.]

Is anyone here? I have not seen anyone... not-- not a real person. I am sorry for my interruption, but I am so confused, I...

[he trails off for a long moment, and then, finally, with a bit of hope in his voice--] Is there a man by the name of Malik here? Or-- or Altaïr? Or Rauf?

[...and then he's done. he's really not entirely sure he was talking to anyone, so he feels a bit silly. So he goes and wanders and waits for a response, and looks a bit silly, with his robes and his hood up and jumping at every little noise.]

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[orphean]

I'm not really sure about those people, but I can say that we're not dead [Mostly.] and that as far as we know, everything in the letter is true.

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[brokensword]

[Kadar's face falls a little. Is it just him that's dead? That's... well.]

So everyone-- everyone is here to... revitalize this place?

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[orphean]

[Her brow furrows slightly, noticing. But she won't press because that's not what she does.]

Ultimately, that's a big part of it. We have to protect it too, though.

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[worstdisguise]

[It's time for Kadar to run into one of his housemates! ...or for one of them to run into him.

Literally.

Okay, it's more of a light bump, seeing as she was walking, but--]

Aaah! I'm so sorry!

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[brokensword]

[Kadar jumps about three feet in the air and scrabbles a few feet backwards before regaining his composure. Don't do that he could have stabbed you!!]

--No, I-- I should have been paying more attention!

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[worstdisguise]

W-well, I should have been, too, so...

[...She guesses that's that?]

U-um...Did you just arrive here as well?

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[haydiving]

. . .

[His voice, when he gets around to finding it again, is disbelieving.] Kadar?

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[brokensword]

[Kadar's voice has more hope than disbelief, but there's still an undercurrent there.]

Altaïr?

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[haydiving]

[Forgive him, Kadar, but by his timeline you are deadeadead, and he's grown as a person. ...He shudders to think what Malik will say.]

Where are you.

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[suppressthedark]

[Take a look at this hair, it is redonk. So bright!]

Oi, calm down. Trust me, you're not dead.

[HE. HE REALLY WOULD KNOW, SOB.]

[video]

[brokensword]

But, I-- [remember dying, but he breaks off before he says that and just looks uncertain for a moment.]

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[suppressthedark]

[...Ah. He can guess what the other was about to say, and he looks serious for a moment.

Then he shrugs, looking away.]

...At any rate, you're alive now. So don't worry about it.

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[nekojindesu]

You're not dead, so you can relax about that. And most of us aren't from this world, either, so we at least have that in common as well!

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[brokensword]

Is there-- is there anyone here that is native to this place?

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[nekojindesu]

Yeah, but they're not all that helpful. They don't even have faces..? [ SHRUG ] And the ones running the place aren't much more accessible.

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[democratize]

Yeah, the native people here are a little odd. You'll get used to them.

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[brokensword]

They are all like that?

[democratize]

Yeah, it's some sort of sickness or curse that was inflicted on the city.

action; IF THAT'S OKAY

[unionjackass]

[Oh he saw the broadcast whilst bustling about completing various errands, and his reaction was to slump and sigh and continue on his way. It's a shame to see people so distraught; dragged from their lives so unceremoniously. He's long accepted, due to conversations with others from various time periods, that their endeavor will be successful; so there's no use in panic or heightened anxiety on a daily basis.

When he sees the confused man though, he can't help but approach. England is dressed simply (as seen in the icon) and also laden with a bag slung across his shoulder. He approaches, raises a hand in greeting.]

Oi! Said you were looking for a bloke by the name of Malik, yeah? [pause--the young man's clothing... Nostalgia from his history pings him at the back of his mind, and he shrugs it off.]

Think I've spoken to him at some point. Welcome to Asgard I suppose.

action; QUITE ALL RIGHT

[brokensword]

--Yes! [Kadar lights up a little, turning quickly to face England. If Malik is here-- if Malik is here, things will be all right. Malik will know more, and he'll know what to do.]

Do you know where I could find him?

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[unionjackass]

I-- N... no, I'm sorry. [He rubs the back of his neck.] --Ah, but! He's sure to have seen this broadcast and you'll no doubt be speaking with him in short order! [Nodding smartly, smiling.]

I'm sorry to say but many of us are trapped here. [sadly, his smile flips right into a frown.] It might sound incredibly strange but-- being here doesn't seem to affect anything at home, so if you want to take my word on it, you won't have to worry about that at the very least.

May I have your name? Mine's E-- Arthur. Arthur Kirkland.

action; and of course I have to barge in BECAUSE THEY'RE HOUSEMATES

[sicarius]

[He'd seen the broadcast. Heard the questions. It was like any other new greeter, and most of the time, Ezio didn't reply unless it spoke to him, somehow. He lurked, mostly- keeping to himself and keeping whatever secrets he had hidden as well.

But it's the mentioning of Altaïr, and Malik, that suddenly causes him to draw his attention to it, makes him decide to seek this one out, find him if he can- if only because it means he is a part of the "Brotherhood" Malik spoke to him about.

So out on the rooftops he waits, hood up, and eyes ever watching the streets or even on his level, to see if this man shows. Ezio is not sure what to expect, but it was better to address a potential ally as a brother, than not to respond at all.]

action; BE HIS EXTRA BIG BROTHER

[brokensword]

[Kadar is moving, trying to keep to the shadows as much as he can-- but this place is unfamiliar, and the people are strange, and Kadar is lost. There's tension and a nervous jitter in all of his movements, and he doesn't even think to look to the rooftops for anyone.

Every flash of white he sees, he turns towards, and he always pauses for a moment when it's never who he wants to see right now.]

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[dai]

[While the feed connects--nothing is said for a good while and when it finally reaches his lips, the words are hesitant, they are wary and it took him this long to even attempt to say anything because Malik does not believe in all the sorcery that has been happening and does not believe that one can be raised from the dead.

Even if seeing his face is the only thing he's really wanted to do for quite some time now.] Kadar.

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[brokensword]

[there is relief clear in Kadar's voice. Malik is the one he most wanted to hear. Kadar still has a younger brother's unwavering faith in his older brother-- Malik will make everything better. He'll know what's going on.]

Malik! Brother, you are here too? I am so glad to hear your voice!