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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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[fehus]

Have you considered becoming a deep sea diver?

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[h2no]

[and there he goes losing his shit again.]

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[fehus]

-- And you're just making it true right now, anyway, FYI.

[dreadinquisitor]

That's a possibility here? [No one even knew what was across the great seas in Thedas, much less all that was within. He brightened, intrigued by the very idea.]

[dreadinquisitor]

[Maxwell just watches, eyes flicking between faces, mouth twitching. Yes. He'd stepped in something.]

[fehus]

[oh no he took it serious]

-- Well, I mean. Yeah, actually. You can do what you want. Florida's probably got a whole tourism industry around it.

[dreadinquisitor]

I was told-- [The papers again] --I'm supposed to be some sort of counselor? Is that not true?

[fehus]

Those papers are suggestions from a government that doesn't understand us as much as we don't understand it. You can be whatever you want.

[fehus]

You've been found! Run!

[dreadinquisitor]

[A long pause. His face softening, but otherwise unreadable.]

That's good to know.

[fehus]

Not that you wouldn't be a great counselor, if that's what you wanted. But you've got every option. ImPorts work for eachother, a lot.

[dreadinquisitor]

[And with that, at least, he puts enough of the pieces together - the laughter, the innuendo, the sly looks - to understand, if not the details, at least the general idea. Ohoh-oh, it dawns in his eyes, eyebrows lifting. Oooh.]

It's a sex joke! Not actual bears! [He laughs, leaning away from the camera.] Well. I suppose that's what the new guy gets.

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[h2no]

[he flaps his hand at the camera dismissively.]

Aw, come on. He ain't even my type.

[dreadinquisitor]

[It wasn't a question he'd even considered yet, too much else pressing on his mind, but to have the answer already was-- something. A small relief.]

Is that what you do?

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[lightinside]

Unfortunately, you're kinda stuck with the abilities you're given. Sorry.

[There's a beat and then-]

It could mean teddy bears. I don't know. Guess it's up for interpretation?

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[fehus]

I dunno. Porter bullshit says otherwise, and here you are...

[dreadinquisitor]

[A sigh.]

I expected as much, but had to ask.

Given all the responses I've gotten - [some more notable than others] - I suppose that could be true. Unlikely, given my luck, I think, but possibly.

[fehus]

Yeah, that's what I do. Same with the government housing. No thanks.

[h2no]

...Maybe.

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[h2no]

I'm taken, suddenly. Married with five kids.

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[fehus]

Pics or it didn't happen.

[dreadinquisitor]

Is that because you want independence, or specifically because of what they've done? Stealing you here.

[fehus]

[aaAA IT'S LIKE SOMEBODY'S NERDY GENIAL DAD]

[laughs!]

As hazings go, not that bad, right?

[fehus]

It's because I do what I want. The government probably actually isn't behind it. Wild, for a conspiracy theorist like myself, I know.

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[h2no]

I can't read, suddenly. I don't know.

[get memed on.]