Jul. 17th, 2016
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[ After about two weeks of playing nice and pretending he's completely comfortable living on some supposedly alternate reality Earth half a millennium in the past, Felix is getting restless. He's read the file on himself about thirty times and there's one section that he's still struggling to believe. And since he can't find an answer himself, he decides to take to the network. ]
All right, I gotta ask. [ Christ, he feels stupid even asking this. It sounds so dumb. ] Is this whole magical powers thing real?
[ He tips his head sideways, gesturing toward the file that isn't visible in the camera's field. ]
Because I got a thing here saying I've got some and I find it a little—[ He rolls his eyes. ]—hard to believe.
[ He pauses then, noticeably mulling something over that clearly has him conflicted, before he continues in Spanish. It isn't his native language, his accent isn't quite right, but he's making an effort. That's the point. He's Making An Effort. ]
Sam, tenemos que hablar.
All right, I gotta ask. [ Christ, he feels stupid even asking this. It sounds so dumb. ] Is this whole magical powers thing real?
[ He tips his head sideways, gesturing toward the file that isn't visible in the camera's field. ]
Because I got a thing here saying I've got some and I find it a little—[ He rolls his eyes. ]—hard to believe.
[ He pauses then, noticeably mulling something over that clearly has him conflicted, before he continues in Spanish. It isn't his native language, his accent isn't quite right, but he's making an effort. That's the point. He's Making An Effort. ]
Sam, tenemos que hablar.