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[What greets the feed is a pair of frowning blue eyes and the sounds of buttons being hit on the console, along with the mutterings of a Welsh-accented voice.]

Is this blasted device going to function...? Might be a kick or two will sort it out--

[Thankfully, before he resorts to that, the man realises he's done something correctly and the feed is displaying. He draws back, revealing a tanned, weather-beaten and scarred face, and a nose that looks like it's been mashed in at least once, all framed by a mess of blond hair. The man seems cheery enough, at least, despite his potentially fierce appearance.] Ah-- Ahoy, lads and ladies. Seems I'm a new addition to this little turtle-backed voyage. Name's Edward.

[He almost considered giving a false name, but really, who would recognise him in this place? And even if they did, they'd pose no threat to him, alone and without allies here. In any case...]

This wouldn't be the first time I've been whisked away by some Emperor or another, but I've little reason to bend the knee to this one. [He smiles, mirthlessly.] To business, then. I'd be much obliged if one of you charming bunch could introduce yourselves, and tell me where the best place is to knock back a drink.

[Priorities. So in order.]

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What kind of pattern?

[He'll definitely need a drink after this. It's all far too convoluted.]

[That was his view when he got here. More because so many people were showing up though.]

Once a week. The numbers vary though.

So this Emperor does her little summoning thing once a week. Does she really need that many people...?

That's not something I can answer for sure. We haven't really come up against the thing we're here to fight. Not exactly.

[He raises an eyebrow, disbelieving.] And how long have you been here, waiting for this big fight to happen?

Maybe six months? I was apparently here before as well, but can't remember it. There's people that have been here for over a year. So no one knows when its going to actually happen.

What are we expected to do in the meantime, then? Idle away the years until some call to arms goes up? Sounds like a load of shite if you ask me.

[Even if time stops at home, he doesn't want to be away that long. He has obligations there, to his family and to the Assassins. He has a daughter, now.]

Yeah it kind of does but we're not sitting doing nothing for long. Things happen here, spells go wrong, fights and parties. Anything to make it a little more interesting.

Spells? Christ, you're serious, aren't you.

[Magic. Like this place wasn't weird enough.]

There's no point in lying really. We have mages here that can cast all kinds of magic. I guess it might be hard to accept some things if it's not something you're used to.

Aye, that's putting it lightly.

[Edward pauses for thought, scratching his scruffy excuse for a beard. In his younger and more foolish years his mind would be afire on how to make the biggest profit from such things, if they had spells that could make lead into gold, or could they turn a man invisible so he could steal as much as he pleased? Edward's not the scoundrel he was in those days, but the possibilities are all certainly interesting.]

Magic tricks and smoke bombs. I never expected to find such things aboard a turtle's back.

Did you ever expect to find yourself on a turtle's back?

[Kurt had found himself in different lands, Limbo, some kind of hell, but not on an animal, so to him, the turtle was new.]

Not while I'm sober, mate.

[But magical things can happen when you're drunk on a beach in the Caribbean.]

[And that has him laughing.]

Then I wonder what'll you'll be seeing or finding when you get drunk here.

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