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[trainwrecked]

[ This time, Bucky looks... a bit more composed than his previous broadcast. Not that he's feeling better, exactly, but he's recovered his determination. His drive. He wants to be done with this place, or maybe stop people from disappearing, and for all of these, he needs information. And to get information efficiently - as Una pointed out, one needs to find a way to talk to the Emperor without pissing her off. ]

[ Which Bucky definitely wasn't feeling up for, when she made her broadcast. But there would be other opportunities, he's sure, and he'd rather make ready. ]

Hey, all.

Sorry to bother you, but I was thinking... it's been brought up that the Emperor doesn't react too well to getting asked the same thing over and over again. So maybe if those who've been to audiences share what they've asked - answers entirely voluntary, obviously - that might make it easier for all of us, next time we get a chance.

What do you say? All entirely voluntary, of course.

[ Have at it. ]


ooc: Threadjackings and discussions entirely welcome.

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[bacondivination]

I was perfectly reasonable when I first spoke to her. I even offered to help. She's the one that decided to act like a child because basic diplomacy was beyond her, so you see why I'm skeptical.

[trainwrecked]

Yeah? What did you ask?

[bacondivination]

She claimed she had a failsafe to return us if we were victorious. I merely wanted to know what that might be.

Now, I can only assume she's lying and intends to kill us all. Kinda sucks.

[trainwrecked]

And what if she just wants to safeguard her secrets?

[bacondivination]

She wouldn't even make a proper guarantee it exists. I may well look young, friend, but I know a liar when I speak to one.

[trainwrecked]

Well, it's not like there's much you can do about it, is there?

Guess there's always the clones thing to consider. Sending us all back? Are we even really here?

[bacondivination]

Yeah, that's... that's not really something that I need to worry about. I don't operate like you mortal creatures do.

[ Everything else up until now was said very nonchalantly, but this comes out with an obvious discomfort. He's just not acknowledging the clone thing if he can help it. ]

There's always something I can do.

[trainwrecked]

[ Bucky's eyebrow arches, slightly. ]

So you think you're actually here, and that you're missing from back home? That'd be... a first.

[ But, le shrug. His belief in impossible things actually exists, since coming here. ]

But you haven't left, yet.

[bacondivination]

[ Defensively: ] I'm a god. The physical and metaphysical are interchangeable for me.

[trainwrecked]

I've heard about that. Still not sure what to make of the whole 'god' thing.

[bacondivination]

What is there to make of it? Creatures of story and myth lack the capacity to exist in the same way mortals do on a fundamental level.

[trainwrecked]

Yeah, well, from what I've heard, some of them could be beaten into impossibility to move on their own by very physical means, so - like I said, not sure what to make of it.