001 ♒ Video

[relentlesstide]

[When the video starts, the man sitting at the console is still peering warily at some of the hardware. It doesn't seem quite as advanced as the systems he'd outfitted the Aquacave with, but he doesn't particularly trust much of anything here. He's blond, probably tall, and somewhat damp-looking, dressed in an... interesting... orange scaled shirt. His posture is also impeccable, almost royal.] It isn't every day I start things off by being fished out of the sea. [He's not pleased. Not pleased at all, which is obvious from his scathing tone.] The joke is much less humorous to my wife and me.

Obviously I've been... filled in... by the natives, but I'm not sure I trust the information given. Alternate dimensions are rarely so straight-forward. [He mumbles something under his breath and it probably isn't all that appropriate or kingly, but hey, alternate dimensions, just another Tuesday. Or whatever day it is.]

I'm Arthur Curry of Atlantis. Contact me if you're someone I'd actually like to speak to, you'll know who you are. In the mean time, to my 'neighbors'... don't mind the noise, we're doing a little rearranging.

Comments

[relentlesstide]

You do that, then. [An overindulgence in wine might explain the obstinate attitude, Arthur thinks.]

Are you going to say anything useful? I have precious little time to waste on ignorance.

[cynisme]

Ignorance is believing what you say without a moments hesitation, you may want to reconsider your word choice. Mais non, I try very hard never to say anything useful at all.

[relentlesstide]

And it's ignorant to think Atlantis doesn't exist when there's an Atlantean right in front of you. [Not that... his gills are even visible...]

Then I believe we're done here.

[cynisme]

I've met plenty of madmen, drunks and addicts who believed themselves to be all sorts of things. Goats were a particular favorite among the mad ones.

If you're so sure that we're done here than be my guest. Unless you decide to tell me you're a goat too, then I'll have to stick around.

[relentlesstide]

[A quiet snort.] Believe me, this routine isn't new to me. However, I have nothing to prove to you or anyone. Deny my existence all you wish, there is very little you humans actually know about the depths of the ocean or what sorts of people it holds.

[cynisme]

I don't doubt it. Met any mermaids in your time or are those still a well propagated myth?

[relentlesstide]

Myths often have basis in facts. [Aka 'why should I tell you anything about my culture when you're mocking it?']

[cynisme]

Really? Then you believe that someone in the nile basin gathered the severed pieces of her husband's body and brought him back to life to weigh souls in the afterlife? Or that a flower is the embodiment of the murdered lover of the god of the sun?

[relentlesstide]

Don't be ridiculous. I said 'often' and 'basis'. 'Mermaids' as you like to call them are simply people of Tritonis. They evolved differently from the residents of my city of Poseidonis, they're better adapted to the sea.

[cynisme]

Clearly.

[relentlesstide]

[Shrug. If you don't believe him, you don't believe him, bro. He's King of the goddamn Seas, he's got nothing to prove.]