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[Exploring and ninja-ing around is turning up a whole lot of dead ends and questions with no answers, so now Raphael is going to try his last resort.

Conversing with strangers.

Making sure he has his voice only function on (pretending that little SNAFU with it in his earlier conversation didn't happen) he reluctantly addresses his fellow...strand-ees.]

Okay, seriously. How many of you people actually buy that "you are in the in-between" story?

[the mystic new-age voice for the quote helps set the atmosphere, yes it is necessary]

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[Before this post, Raphael will be swimming around in the Water Sector, trying to keep as hidden as possible but needing to surface to breathe and also sneak back up onto the docks occasionally when he can't cross sections in water. He's a stealthy little bugger, so the average Joe might miss him, but anybody with serious training or extra-sharp senses might find him.

...or you might catch him when he's losing his temper and angrily kicking over a barrel after talking to yet another tree-hugging native yokel, whatever.]

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[What did that barrel ever do to you?]

[Also, turtle?? Did the giant big turtle have angry baby turtles? What is this.]

Uh, are you all right?

[WHO ASKED THAT- oh just some dude. He doesn't look like he'd be any of the natives either.]

Do I look all right?! God! [Raph puts his foot through the barrel and- it gets stuck and he falls over. UGH NOW HE'S SO FUCKING MAD HE LOOKED STUPID IN FRONT OF THIS STRANGER]

[wow, what is today] Looks can deceive, every now and again.

[Dorian offers his hand to the turtle to help him up]

[offers his hand to a turtle to help him up]

[Dorian tries to remember if he has ingested any new drugs in the last twenty four hours.]

[Don't take it personally that Raph ignores your hand and just kicks the barrel off his foot so he can scramble up to his feet. He's just really pissed off and a generally unpleasant person to be around.]

Yeah well- Well I don't need your help either! Unless you know what the heck's going on around here, then I'm all ears!

[Dorian takes nothing personally except praise and compliments, don't worry!]

I'm not so sure anyone but the Emperor and her people know what's really going on here.

Emperor- [Now that's progress.] Where's he at? Or- she?

[Oh dear.] Palace of the Landed Sky, though she is not, at present, accepting audiences, so far as I know.

I bet I could change her mind.

[Probably couldn't. Will probably get himself arrested actually.]

[Dorian tends to do the opposite of what people tell him to do, so he won't warn the guy off of it.] And she will regret crossing you? Just like that barrel.

[You mean the barrel he put his foot into and then tripped over? That one?]

...no. I'm not gonna kill her. I just want some answers.

[yes that one]

I didn't think you would kill her.

[He thought you'd metaphorically attempt to kick her and metaphorically trip.]

Well, it might work... but are you sure you'll have the right questions?

Pretty sure I'll have the right questions. Like "how did I get here" and "how do I get back." Real straight-forward.

[Oh hopeless turtle why do you remind him of a teenager?]

[(skills of Dorian Gray do not include ability to identify age of turtles)]

And I wish you all the luck in getting those answers and would be happy to hear what you find out. Who knows? If you interrogate her the right way, you may at least be able to report back to the rest of us what the Palace prisons look like.

[That doubt predictably makes Raphael bristle because he is a teenager. A surly one.]

Oh, forgive me. I should be sitting around getting comfortable instead of actually finding a way out of here.

[Dorian's voice remains mild and indifferent.] Complacency's a bore, and I wasn't joking. You never know when you'll need to break out a palace. Best to learn how under a minor offence instead of one that has you on death row. [Go on, Raphael! Take one for the team.]

Then get yourself arrested, wise guy. I'm not going to prison any time soon.

[Doesn't mean he's written off storming up to the palace. Just that he, at least, has no plans on being caught. ...whether or not that has any bearings on how caught he turns out to be is not important.]

Not really the sacrifice-for-the-cause sort of man. But best of luck. [He gives Raphael a cheerful salute.]

[Dorian is also a teenager.]

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