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[dreadinquisitor]

[He wanted time to familiarize himself with this place. He needed to know if anyone else from the Inquisition had been brought across as well, and then to find them if they had. But first, he'd looked through the information they'd given him - the neat print on the strange white paper - and now, suddenly, Maxwell had a much more immediate, personal worry.

The video opens on his face; his expression a mixture of incredulity and concern.]

Hello. [It feels awkward, addressing nothing, but he pushes on.] My name is Maxwell and I have a question, and there doesn't seem to be anyone else to ask.

[The camera turns and fixes on a portion of the pages he'd been given. He points to a section, chases a sentence with his fingertip as he reads it aloud.] 'Bears will always find him.' [Then the feed swings back to him.]

Why would anyone want this? How many bears do you even have in this place, to hope to make this useful? And do they just-- roam about?[He glances away, as if one might have suddenly sneaked up on him, then back.] Are these abilities negotiable in any way?

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[dreadinquisitor]

Maxwell. [He ducks his head in an elegant gesture.] Circumstances aside, a pleasure to meet you.

[dreadinquisitor]

Ironic fate. Wonderful.

[A wry sigh.]

...I suppose at least I'll never be bored.

[dreadinquisitor]

[Another laugh.]

Confidence like that, I believe it.

[dreadinquisitor]

And ironic, so doubly so.

...But yes. [A rustling as he looked at the pages again.] In fact, one of these might even enjoy. So, there is that.

[dreadinquisitor]

[He laughs, a deep, handsome sound.]

Maker, and I thought I had it bad. Sure, they hate me, but at least they've always hated my enemies too. In fact, it was the only time one could say we ever worked together - those few seconds when a bear came barreling into the middle of a fight we'd already picked between us.

[fehus]

Yeah. That doesn't make me special or anything, for the one I live in, though.

It's like taking public transportation.

[fehus]

Of course that's the only power I can't use anymore, though, so don't get excited. I should have said that upfront.

[am_i_a_monster]

Any store that sells hunting supplies or camping supplies should sell it.

Just don't spray it on yourself, your clothes or your things.

[ghoulking]

Ah- don't worry. [ kaneki smiles and nods after ] We use honorifics in my country, so it was difficult to kick that habit as well. You can call me that, if you want.

[viced]

That's -- well, that's one way to grind a fight to a halt.

No chance the bear helped you come to a common ground, yeah? I can't imagine the experience managed to broker a peace treaty or anything?

[dreadinquisitor]

[And like that, the smile is gone. His humor as far as Corypheus is concerned only extends so far.]

As their intent was the destruction of the known world and enslavement of all non-believers to their cause, if anything I imagine the interruption only furthered their determination.

[marriedmedium]

Is it confidence? Or am I lying with style right now?

[It's confidence.]

[viced]

Ah.

[ Sharp. Bitten off. A weight there. He knows how that do. ]

So that's not happening, got it. Hopefully the bear gave as well as it got, then. At least to them.

[flightforfreedom]

Anytime. Let me know if you need anything, and I'll be right there.

[dreadinquisitor]

[His smile is wry.]

Don't worry, I've already received that speech: comings and goings are controlled by the all powerful machine-god with the love cruel irony.

[But then he brightens a bit.]

But still... that's its possible - it's unheard of in my world. I was only the second person to ever do it, and we were terrified of what havoc it might cause. That you can so freely... [It make him think of Solas, and wish, quietly, that the elf were here.]

[dreadinquisitor]

[His eyebrows jump up as he imagines it.]

Noted.

...I don't suppose you know where the closest one of these shops is? I'm in- Nonah?

[dreadinquisitor]

...I would think both go hand in hand, but-- [a charming smile]-- I did say I was bad at this. What do I know?

[Somewhere, Leliana was sighing.]

[dreadinquisitor]

...I suppose that's a use, if nothing else. If I ever need a large, angry distraction to make a hasty getaway-- [a beat, and he looks sidelong at the man]-- I don't suppose that comes up often here?

[dreadinquisitor]

[An elegant duck of his head, a thank you.]

Noted.

But if I may-- what do they use here? I'd to inadvertently offend anyone.

[fehus]

[Magnus is also constantly wishing an elf he knows was here. Even if they're not from the same worlds, he shares a surprising amount in common with this bear snack]

Freedom's big in the 9 worlds. It's sort of lacking here. Cough, registration, the entire imPort process, cough.

[am_i_a_monster]

I don't know Nonah very well. I'm in Heropa.

[lightinside]

It's nice to meet you too, Maxwell. [She smiles.] Where are you from?

[dreadinquisitor]

[Maxwell's brow twitches into a slight vee.]

I've only heard a little about that. What does this registration entail exactly?

[dreadinquisitor]

Thedas. [Said with a small sigh, as he expects, like the others before her, he doesn't expect any recognition.] Ostwick, though mostly recently of Skyhold.

...I don't suppose that means anything to you?

[fehus]

Dunno, didn't do it.

[but that's not what he's asking, really]

For some people it just means easier travel access. For others it's the morally right choice. For others it's about the fame and money.

From my perspective it entails recruitment and surveillance by a shady government that has no idea what's happening for a cause I don't support or care about in exchange for perks that I can get myself, like food and somewhere to sleep and employment.