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maskormenace2016-11-28 02:24 pm
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The winter season in this world is a strange one. I've watched it unfold with some fascination. The emphasis is not quite on meeting with your loved ones to eat and reminisce in the colder months, but to show that affection through gifting. That's not a foreign concept in Vere. We give, of course. But I've noticed a lot of the 'gifts' being advised in this place are far less thoughtful. And come with a disregard for personal safety.
[ Mass produced, he means. Over the top. Don't mention sales ever again. And yet talk of holidays and family has him feeling quite considerate. Which is also the likely reason he's choosing text instead of showing his face to the network. He doesn't like to be too obviously sentimental. ]
If you could have one thing that you had been given in your world brought to this, what would it be? Mine would be a book. I've had it since I was eight and even now I would like to read it again, because it was chosen by someone who loved me.
[ As Prince of Vere, he's been given many expensive and ridiculous things. But Auguste's book of tales should still be sat in his room in Arles. He misses it. ]
[ Mass produced, he means. Over the top. Don't mention sales ever again. And yet talk of holidays and family has him feeling quite considerate. Which is also the likely reason he's choosing text instead of showing his face to the network. He doesn't like to be too obviously sentimental. ]
If you could have one thing that you had been given in your world brought to this, what would it be? Mine would be a book. I've had it since I was eight and even now I would like to read it again, because it was chosen by someone who loved me.
[ As Prince of Vere, he's been given many expensive and ridiculous things. But Auguste's book of tales should still be sat in his room in Arles. He misses it. ]

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Shoes. D'you know how hard it is to find a pair of shoes that fit really well? I had this pair of Doc Martins that a friend gave me, finally broke them in and wore then down, get ported to a different universe with the shoes right back in the TARDIS.
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Mm. The state of dress is different here than it would be in my kingdom. I would feel more comfortable in clothing from home too.
[ There are not enough laces in his modern dress. It makes him look approachable and less like an ice prince. ]
Is Tardis the name of your land?
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Not really. The TARDIS is my ship back in my world. [ we're...just gonna leave off the space & time travel for a bit, baby steps with regards to Laurent. ]
She's been my home for the longest time.
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Got any questions about anywhere in particular?
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[ Listen, he can't stop himself. ]
And I am not sure, Doctor. I do not know the world you have come from. Tell me of a place that surprised you.
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It's less of places that surprise me and more of events. Sentient suns, moons that are eggs, a space train with a mummy that's a soldier, things like that.
Even with all that, the Land of Fiction was quite possibly the strangest.
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[ What's wrong with a mother soldier though? ]
Why was it strange?
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A sword. It was given to me by a truly admirable man that I had long respected, although I do wish I had been able to meet him in less tragic circumstances.
He entrusted his legacy to me more than just a simple blade, and it helped me end a great sorrow. It broke in the process, but I'm certain that someone here could have fixed it up.
[he misses what Luck & Pluck represents as much as the sword itself. all those memories, his and others, wrapped up in a noble blade. the sword he had now was a fine one, to be sure, but it wasn't the same.]
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Do you think so? I haven't managed to find an adequate blacksmith since arriving. But maybe I am not looking in the right places.
You must come from an older world. Swordsmanship is no longer common, here.
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To be honest, it wasn't particularly common outside of leisure pursuits at home either! But I am a little over 125 years behind the time of this world, yes. It's been quite an exciting stay.
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[like cleaving a vampire's head in two, for instance.]
It's a bit gratifying to see people walking about unarmed here, though. I'm glad to see that the world has changed enough that they feel safe doing so.
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Do you think so? Most of the people here have offensive powers. They have no need for weapons. And the natives assume they will be protected, or if not, there are firearms more easily concealed.
I think it's merely nature that has changed.
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I do. Abilities, even the fantastic ones some imPorts have been gifted with, cannot always prevail alone. There's a place for everything.
Nature and the world often shift hand in hand. Whatever the reason, I'm happy for it.
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[ Honestly, literally everyone is kinder than Laurent. ]
I would be happier for the familiarity, I think.
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[everyone has the same capacity for kindness in Jonathan's eyes. not everyone lives up to that potential, of course, but he refuses to even consider the idea that there's some sliding scale of natural compassion in humanity.]
It's grand, isn't it? Although I do find some things a bit...too familiar.
[he's from a time when repression was practically the namesake for the entire era. he can't help being caught off guard at times, even as easygoing as he is.]
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What do you mean?
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[and dress, and touch on more than a few occasions...]
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My parents gave me a toy robot for my fourth birthday. It was one of the few things I had left from them.
[Kotetsu had given him one that was remarkably similar during their first Christmas here, and while Barnaby appreciated the thought and effort that went into finding it, it doesn't hold a candle to the original because none of the warm memories of his family are attached to it. (That's not touching on the fact he's a grown man in his 20s now, and the robot serves no functional purpose, but again...the thought is more important than the gift itself.) ]
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[ There isn't really machinery in his own world. But here people seem reliant on it, so much so that they even have stories based upon using it. That had surprised him. ]
It's strange, isn't it? How much we miss such childish things in adulthood.
[ Like his book. And his fast pony. And his brother. ]
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[His parents were robotics engineers, so that type of machinery occasionally leaves him feeling sentimental.]
Doesn't it all come from wishing for people and places we'll never see again? Seems more natural when I think about it that way.
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[ Or the people. That too. ]
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Exactly. Without the memories associated with it, it becomes just like any other old toy or book.
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Auguste's writing skills could only extend to letters, I think. He was not much interested in imagination. But I liked that he knew what I liked, and thought enough on it to provide.
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And she wrote other books, but this is the one that I always thought sounded the most like her.
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Until that last part. Then it crushes his heart. ]
A book from your brother.
What is it?
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Besides, he is not angry anymore. Sometimes sad, but that he can learn to deal with. ]
He told me it was a factual account of our ancestors. Though I imagine they should be called fairytales. I do not really believe we had a great, great, great grandmother who could turn into a bird and fly to far off lands. That would be silly.
[ He pauses, shifts a little to tug a leg beneath him. He's in the library but no one is around to bother him, and so it doesn't matter. He's glad he is alone. This is difficult to navigate. ]
I think I want to talk about him more. He doesn't deserve to be forgotten.
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He owes Laurent any comfort he can give him. If he can help him, in any way... ]
No, he does not. I did not know if you would wish to speak of him to me.
I did not know if that would make things harder.
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