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[For a first time broadcaster, Severus sounds rather relaxed. Having just arrived yesterday, one would think he would be a little more vicious - but no. He's had his tantrum. There's no sense at all in putting it in the public eye when he doesn't know who's truly responsible for his abduction.]

Isn't it fascinating, the trials societies face, and how they vary from one to the next? Why, before I was kidnapped -

[He isn't even bothering to use the more formal-sounding 'abducted' or the less accusatory 'transported', because in spite of his general easy tone, he doesn't want anyone to accidentally think he's here of his own free will. Someone is at fault, and it isn't him.]

- I was facing the culmination of a civil war. People were dying - scores of people. And yet from what I gather, the trouble here is salt.

[Perhaps he isn't being as disdainful as he sounds; there's a subtle inquiry to his tone, because though his own magic has been slow to return, it hasn't escaped his notice that the fog is causing problems.]

Perhaps I'm simply failing to appreciate the gravity of the situation, in which case I expect some of you would care to help elucidate the matter. By all means.

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Figure A doesn't take into account the scale variable. My "world" is more of a figurative concept, rather than the entire planet. Society would change, and I would almost definitely seek new residence in South America.

[If that snake doesn't get him, first.]

But by all means, go on with Figure B.

Oh? Which nation in South America? I'm partial to Peru, myself.

Figure B: The turtle has a thing for 'heroes'.

[There's an edge there. It's more exasperated than disdainful, but the disdain is still there.]

Statistically, if you're 'facing the culmination of a civil war', you're his type. Congratulations.

I am no hero.

[Everything else Solomon says has been quickly dismissed in favor of this very important point, made with curt enunciation.]

Thank God for that. We have too many of them already.

In any society.

[All right, Solomon. He doesn't trust you, but he can respect your dismissal of heroes enough to downgrade just a little from 'cold and ready for a fight' to 'skeptically calm-ish'.]

Who are you?

Solomon Wreath.

[He bows from the waist, even seated.]

Necromancer, in the interest of full disclosure. People seem to find it hard to trust me if I don't tell them right away. It's like they think I'm hiding something.

[Not that it stops people from distrusting him even if he's upfront. They don't seem to think he isn't hiding something.]

And yourself?

Severus Snape.

[And he doesn't even wait for the name to register; while it might have generated some surprise and even outrage back home, he doesn't think anyone here will recognize him.]

While I'm sure your forthrightness is appreciated by others, you will forgive me if I find it difficult to trust you regardless of your occupation.

[He doesn't know you, Sir.]

[Severus--really. Sol lets out a sigh that might also be a chuckle. 'Not a hero', he says. Not quite, perhaps, but as Solomon recalls Snape does have the broodiness levels to qualify.]

Ah, Professor. There's a Ms Nymphadora Tonks around here, somewhere, I believe--though granted I haven't seen her in a while.

[Heh.]

You'd be surprised at how many people don't appreciate finding out I handle dead people, no matter when they find out. At least my work minimises the risk of silly questions. But from what I've heard, I wouldn't dream of expecting you to make a hasty conclusion about anyone.

[If Severus was even beginning to relax a moment ago, he isn't as soon as the word "professor" leaves Solomon's mouth. Though he's employing audio, the silence on his end is telling: he does not like people knowing who he is.

Or the fact that Tonks is here. Tonks doesn't have all the facts. Tonks might try to kill him.

Or perhaps not? If she's still 'Tonks' and not 'Mrs. Lupin'...Well, better safe than sorry.

After a very pregnant pause:]

Where might I find Ms. Tonks?

[His tone is curt; clearly, the social part of the conversation is over.]

[The beat of silence is practically physical, but Solomon's voice remains light. The one trait Solomon always felt Snape overlooked was the ability to not take one's self so seriously.]

Either at the Midnight Hotel or the Foreigner neighbourhood in Sky Sector, I imagine. It isn't as though she ever took me home, after all.

Considering her marital status and newfound maternal instinct, I can't imagine why she would.

[Unless, of course, this place takes people from different points in their various timelines, which isn't something Severus has considered.]

Thank you for the information.

[And that would seem to be the end of any conversation he is willing to have until he finds Tonks - or the lack of Tonks.]

[Marital status and maternal instinct, hm?]

I don't recall her wearing a ring or being concerned over having been torn away from a newborn. Usually there's significantly more fussing, if so.

[Oh well. He shrugs.]

Have fun.

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