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[worldeating.livejournal.com]

[The video feed flickers to life, and there is a man with dark hair gazing at the "screen" for all to see.  There is something decidedly serpentine about the incline of his head, the way his lips are almost curled into a snarl, exposing a flash of white teeth before he speaks.

The man's voice itself is low, surprisingly so, for such a face;  almost as if there is the perpetual rumbling, the sound of gravel, at the back of the throat.]

Zok bein. Even my own tongue does not come to me as it should, as naturally as I breathe.  Instead my mind is filled with the muddled words of this foreign language, and my body weak.

[He then scoffs – the dry, humourless kind that could pass as a hiss.]

Who encases me in this prison of flesh, rips my Voice from my throat and takes away my wings? These "gods"? Meyye. I know nothing of these so-called gods.

[Man, he's just a bundle of sunshine, isn't he?]

In defeat, I have done nothing to warrant humiliation.

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[pfaugh.livejournal.com]

It has been my experience that those who would deem themselves gods care very little for the humiliations of mortals.

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[worldeating.livejournal.com]

[He considers the words spoken back to him for a moment, eyeing the image like the alien thing that it is to him. He comes from a fantastical world, certainly, but of a different sort; everything about his situation here is foreign to him.

He would smile at the irony of that if... well if his mood wasn't so terrible right now.] They do not. They have no reason to care for the trials of mortals. [He certainly never did.] But to bring a dovah into their machinations – foolish of them.

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[pfaugh.livejournal.com]

Is that what you are, then?

[ 'dovah.' it's not a word he's heard before, but it's interesting enough to file away for later. the man is evidently uncomfortable in this form, leading fenris to wonder what exactly he's used to. it's intriguing, that's all. the gods had taken from him too, but not on such a scale. ]

This form is inferior to your previous self?

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[therangerking.livejournal.com]

[ He's on a rooftop, looking up at the still-grey skies. ]

At ease, warrior. [ Though he speaks quietly, there is authority in his tone. ]

What has been done to you?

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[worldeating.livejournal.com]

[An authoritative tone is a wasted one on this "man"; his moods are often his own, and he has never had to temper them before for anyone's benefit.

He peers at the image, with the slightest tilt of his head.]

Much has been done to me, joor. But you speak of the present. [And so he clarifies:] I am confined and small and finite. This is not my form.

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[therangerking.livejournal.com]

[ If he has his pipe (and pipeweed) in his hand, he would have taken an inhale of it. But since he has not, he only folds his hand, the bracelet still aimed at his face. ]

You are not the first to be changed. I have heard of horses who have been forced into human form.

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[bearswitness.livejournal.com]

Well you're a dramatic one. What are you supposed to be?

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[worldeating.livejournal.com]

[The text displays, as it should, but Alduin is less than inclined to use this... keyboard contraption to respond. These fingers are far more complicated than they seem, far more complex in their use than the sharpened edges of his talons that he was used to.

So... you get a blunt voice response, instead. tl;dr typing is hard.]

Dovah. Dragon.

[bearswitness.livejournal.com]

Oh well that does make sense then you people are always testy.

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[sostaygold.livejournal.com]

[Well. Even Allen, relatively inexperienced with the supernatural as he is, can tell that this is no ordinary man. The screen is half-covered by a palm, but you may catch a glimpse of his face, eyes closed quietly as he inclines his head.]

If I may ask... Are you a spirit?

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[worldeating.livejournal.com]

[Alduin nearly squints at the screen, trying to discern the face behind the voice, before he deems it far too much trouble than it's worth.]

A spirit? I am nothing so ethereal. Especially now.

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[manskirt.livejournal.com]

[ cheerful. ]

It seems you still have your voice though, doesn't it? Even with all the humiliation.

[ he's...not contesting that part. ]

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[worldeating.livejournal.com]

[Alduin's like a bucket of rainbows over here, yup.]

No. [Blunt, too.] It is not the same. The words you hear now are transient and weak -- it is not my [a pause as he actually has to think of the word. He hates how this place has replaced his tongue for something else entirely.] Thu'um. My power is stripped from me, and that is the worst of all the transgressions.

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[aeterno_arma]

[You can see the face of a teen with green eyes, dark skin and light purple hair. Unlike the mans' voice, his own is soft and calm.]I lost my wings too sir, and there's something, someone, missing in me that was there before.

Might I ask who or what was you before arriving here?

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[worldeating.livejournal.com]

[Alduin's dark hair and eyes that glint with a hint of red are a stark contrast to the man before him, then.]

Dragon. [There's more to it than that, but he hasn't the patience to explain the rest.] I may ask the same of you, joor. You say you once had wings.

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[occulthymns.livejournal.com]

Defeat...? You were in a fight?

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[worldeating.livejournal.com]

[Though you can't see it, you may be able to clearly hear the snarl in his voice.]

Yes. Against warriors of both ancient and new, who try very hard to defy their fate.

[broduil]

[ y so angry, dragonbro. ]

There are few who know anything of the gods here. [ which is annoying, but at least they're all in the same boat. ] Likewise, most appear to have been rendered relatively powerless. You would do well to adapt quickly.

[worldeating.livejournal.com]

[Because this Asgard place sucks.]

I do not require advice from you. I will adapt well enough on my own; but that does not alter my displeasure.

[And urge to destroy things.]

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[geminidol.livejournal.com]

Mami's never heard of these gods, either! Mami doesn't think she likes god that take away people's wings, though. That sounds really painful.

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[worldeating.livejournal.com]

[It is, in a way. Not that Alduin would ever openly admit to it.]

It is restricting. Almost suffocating. I also do not care for these gods.

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[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

Maybe it's that high n' mighty-ass way you talk that got you all this blazing humiliation.

[ AHHHH ANDUIN AAAHHHHHHHHH ]

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[worldeating.livejournal.com]

[HE CAN'T... UNDERSTAND HALF OF YOU HERE. So there's a clear pause before he retorts back.]

Mey, the way I speak is clearer than any here. I will not conform to muddled speech.

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[8rutal.livejournal.com]

What is that weird language you keep speaking?? [ Peering at him. He looks human. Maybe this guy is like The Witness too? Looks human but isn't. So weird.

She notes the bit about defeat, though, to possibly bring up and needle about shortly. ]

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[worldeating.livejournal.com]

[This one seems to look different than the others, but– well, when you used to be a huge black dragon, nothing is all that impressive or invokes much curiosity. So he does not comment on it.]

It is the tongue of dragons. Of the dovah.