asgardeventide | {4th Flight; Text}

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{4th Flight; Text}

Looks like the one person I had from home went back. I can't seem to reach her on her bracelet, at least. Or find her in her housing. I haven't been here that long myself but from what I gather, that's what I assume has happened.

I need a drink. All this fighting and everything has been frakking crazy. Anyone wants me, I'll be at the pub.

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Seems the little translation things do not work on everything.

It is strange, though, how we can all speak a common language?

Who knows. I don't know how it all works. Maybe one of the gods as the patience to explain it or one of the other Travelers might be able to answer that. I don't care, so long as I can understand everyone.

I am grateful for it as well, in truth. Though you do have to think how interesting it would be to have a bit of...diversity?

[He shrugs.]

A friend said he would teach me something called Italian.

It could be interesting. I suppose some of us might likely still be able to understand each other all the same, depending where we are from perhaps.

Italian?

It's the language, from where he's from--he tends to pepper a great many of our conversations with it. Thought it might be interesting to learn what it means, without needing his translations.

I'm not much of a scholar, though.

Ah. I guess it could be interesting. Never been too much of a scholar myself though. I mean, I've read the scriptures, some novels. But I'm more of a hands on person, not an academic type. I leave that to the likes of Baltar. Hopefully you'll enjoy it though.

Baltar?

[Loras shifted in his seat, shrugging.]

Well, I don't know if I'll enjoy, but it is something to do.

Our resident Cylon expert and scientist of sorts. Recently he seems keen on politics for some reason.

I suppose that's something. Main thing I have to occupy myself is to keep training.

Cylon?

[Loras had to raise an eyebrow again.]

Forgive me, but there are many things in your world that I am not familiar with.

They're these machines we built to make life easier for us on the colonies. But they rebelled, and we're at war with them. In a nutshell.

[And Loras...well. That went well over his head.]

Perhaps I shouldn't ask questions.

You asked. But that was part of the reason I hadn't mentioned them to you before. I wasn't sure if you would understand what I'm talking about, since you don't seem to have anything like them back home.

Well you were right--I don't understand.

[Man, sometimes he truly feels an idiot.]

Didn't think you would. But there's nothing like them from what I gather of your home, so that's to be expected. Not your fault.

You have those 'robots', we have dragons. I suppose there will always be things we don't understand of each other's homes.

I guess so. But that's not really surprising given how different things seem in comparison with different worlds and times. Different doesn't mean better or worse, just...different.