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[The feed is at first filled with static and the sounds of the device being knocked around. But eventually, words start to filter through.]

―nteresting. Hou, ――something that he may k―Ah!

[And the person seems to figure it out, so the deep, resonant voice laughs jovially]

Aha, here we go! What an odd little thing indeed... I admit, it's taken me almost a full day to figure out this little bracelet. It seems better for a lady than myself, I have to say.

[He laughs again. Cheerful guy, for just getting dumped somewhere strange.] Well! It seems a new day has risen for us, and it still remains. I suppose that crosses out the possibility of it being a strange dream, eh? So hello, those of you that may hear me! I confess that I do not know to whom I speak, but I suppose it matters little! I am Alexander III of Macedon, though I would prefer to be called Rider for now. I am in the house of Thor and from what I understand, is quite fitting for me!

Ah, but that said, I am curious and pose a question to all of you--I have seen quite a few strange ones wandering around, so what sorts of places do you all hail from? From the looks of you, it seems like quite the variety!

[His voice quiets to...a normal level] Now, how to turn―[There's a crack, then the feed cuts to static]

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[fated_blade]

Have you encountered anyone else familiar?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Not at all! You are the first.

[fated_blade]

I am honored.

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[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

And what about you? Have you met any others?

[fated_blade]

Unfortunately, no. But what is this place?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Ahh, for that I imagine we know about the same thing. The attending woman with the letter explained that this place was called Asgard, but not much more. All this talk of gods and men being thrown around, though, that is exciting!

[fated_blade]

I suppose, but this place will not get me closer to my desire.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

I doubt that it will get me any closer to mine either. Ahh, but I could always try and take this place as my own, eh?

[fated_blade]

Would you really? It seems this world is too limited for your vast vision.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

That it may be, but it is still something! Plus, I would like to have such a strange place, honestly.

[fated_blade]

[sigh]

you are an insatiable man.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

I prefer to think of it as ambitious!

[fated_blade]

As always. But if it is the same for you, your servant abilities have been sapped.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Mm, they have indeed. As far as I can tell, not even the most minor of abilities remains, yet we are still here, somehow.

[fated_blade]

And you have no master? Do you feel as if prana leaks away from you or...anything?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

I do not. The feeling is... different, but not by a large margin from if Waver were here as my Master. Though I cannot say whether that difference is from the loss of my Noble Phantasms or a different Master. I imagine either could be possible.

[fated_blade]

Indeed...I do not like being in the dark about my own being.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Nor do I. But with luck, I am hoping to have another conversation with Thor about that matter. I do not know of the god of your household, but I at least found mine quite amiable. I feel that there is at least a chance that he would answer that sort of question, at least generally.

[fated_blade]

Heimdall...I have yet to make his acquaintance. Though...I have met many strange people in my house.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Truly? If I may ask, strange how?