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[Fiona is a little out of breath, like she just hustled very quickly away from somewhere. Which she did, but that's neither here nor there. The background behind her is some innocuous wood panelling; she's in a house.]

Okay. So. Crunch time. Things are getting nuts out there, if you didn't notice. We are gonna wind up super screwed if we don't hop to figuring out what the hell to do.

[She holds up a vial. It has some alien writing on it, as well as a familiar symbol on the label.]

We found this inside the hospital. A shit-ton of them, actually. So who wants to find out what Zymandis asshole is responsible for this mess and beat an antidote out of them?



[ ooc. PS, maya, hanzo, and mccree might show up in your threads. feel free to threadjack as well! ]

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[respired]

Because our enemies seek to destroy all life. All that is or was or will be.

[feytality]

But they can't just bring us here and expect us to kill people! That isn't right! W... We... there's got to be some other way, or....

There are little kids here!

[respired]

Who is 'they'? Do not repeat the nonsense conspiracies of our comrades, or I will know you for a fool.

[feytality]

[Does he not already??]

ALISTAIR! Th-- They're the one who put us on this team, weren't they? And now you're saying they just wanted us to fight their battles?

[respired]

[ He does give people a chance. ]

We are ALASTAIR. 'They' does not exist. We were not placed on this team. We fell together by accident, pulled through the rifts. There was no deliberation behind it.

We are here to protect the timeline. The multiverse. What idyllic world are you from that protecting something never requires a fight?

[feytality]

There's a difference between fighting and war, and murdering! And--- We're Audentes! ALASTAIR is the organization behind us.

[What's what Lloyd said, anyway...]

[respired]

We are part of ALASTAIR. No difference exists between us and any other team. No larger entity exists beyond such teams.

[ He shakes his head. ]

If we want to preserve these worlds, we will have to fight for them. Sometimes that will mean death. That is the way of things.

[feytality]

.... Nothing you're saying is adding with anything else I heard, mister. Are you sure you don't have it wrong?

[Bites her lip]

Like shooting Zymandis down the second we see them? We really have to do that?

[respired]

I have been with this team for over a year. Do not feed yourself on the fictions of those with paranoid minds or less experience.

[ As for Zymandis ... he furrows his eyebrows. ]

That is what I plan to do. You're free to take your own approach.

[feytality]

[gosh Koltira that's what in the faq?? are you calling the mods fake news???]

If we're really ALASTAIR... if we're really a team, then... we're supposed to work together, aren't we? What makes you so sure your way is the only way?

[respired]

[ ALASTAIR is Audentes is ALASTAIR. It's always been like that! And described as such by NPCs ... he doesn't understand the discrepancy. ]

Because it works.

[feytality]

[read the faq, Koltira???? smh]

Here? Or.... you mean, in wars you've fought before?

[respired]

[ sipp?? i'm lost lmfao ]

Both.

[feytality]

[im just talking bracket text shit don't mind me]

When?

[Exactly how many missions are like this? Is murder going to be on the table every single time?]

Are you a soldier or something...?

[She's just full of questions]

[respired]

[ omg no where is the discrepancy! i am deeply confused and u must help ]

For most of my life, and for all the time after that, too. I fought in Second and Third Wars of my homeland; I battled the old gods, the Scourge and the Burning Legion. And here, with Audentes, I have fought Zymandis--and I have fought the vile goddesses of a dying planet.

[feytality]

[tbf i actually meant the welcome page]

So are missions always--

[wait a second]

D-Did you say after your life?

[holy shit is he a ghost]

[respired]

[ OH ... ]

The cloak makes me seem as a living human, but it is merely an illusion. In truth, I am neither.

1/2

[feytality]

..... Oh... I see.

[seems legit???]

[feytality]

[.....]

WAIT, WHAT?!

Are you a ghost?!

[Like, for real...]

[respired]

[ He raises an eyebrow. ]

Spirits do not have their own physical form. My body is my own, though it is more or less a corpse.

[feytality]

[He could be possessing someone!!]

M-More or less.... so... you're a.... zombie!

B-But a real one!

[man that must be so awkward with these Bristol imitators.... they're like bad cosplayers]

[respired]

I am not a zombie.

[ that's not the preferred term, maya ]

[feytality]

Um, sorry, I mean... lifely challenged.

[PC police, man!!]

But--- for real? How does it work? Your spirit's still inside your body, even though.....

[She'll just let that sentence hang]

[respired]

[ He doesn't seem impressed by the sensitive effort at political correctness, either. ]

My kind are called death knights. And my spirit is not in my body--it is in my runeblade, Byfrost.

[feytality]

[look she's trying, get off her back, you zombie sjw]

[that, weirdly enough, makes sense for her, since he's so intense about fighting and all. He was a soldier in life, and now, lives on after death -- his soul probably can't find peace]

... I think I get it. Your spirit's not at rest.

Sorry, Mr. Death Knight. [/Prosecutor]