002 ❧ Video

[aenseidhe]

[ Iorveth is set up at one of the cafe consoles inner city for once, and perhaps his first time. While he does seem uncomfortable in the setting, eyes occasionally sliding to passing strangers, particularly if they appear human, he's mostly focus on a book held in his hands over the keyboard of the console. ]

Are there any books of actual, useful content on this damned turtle? At least something aside from volume upon volume of poetry? [ A finger flips a page, and he lets out a deflating sigh, muttering as he glances over the text. ] Particularly bad poetry at that... I know drunken, randy taedh who produce better while wooing uninterested tavern wenches.

[ He clears his throat, adjusting in his seat for a moment to settle the bow strapped to his back more comfortably before continuing. ]

I've yet to find any solid history on Tu Vishan outside of... Old Jinsan's ogre of a great-grandfather... [ eyeroll, that had been a fun hour of old man rambling to listen to ] and civil wars that I assume were responsible for the burnt out villages beyond the outskirts of Keeliai. Which aren't much worth visiting unless you've a liking for rusted gardening tools.

[ A grumble and the book in his hand is snapped shut, tossed aside on a nearby table with some local drink he'd decided to try. ] Nothing giving more detail on the plight of the mainland turtles. Neén en bloede aedd. You'd think it may be a point of interest, considering.

[ Considering Tu Vishan seems like it's suffering a kind of sickness of it's own. A pause and he squints at the console for a moment, thinking. ]

If you've more information, I would appreciate it. I'll be taking another venture out onto the wastelands tomorrow. [ Read: Vague invitation for anyone who'd like to help investigate to come along, but there are definitely some people he will outright refuse. ] Company may not be refused, provided you don't nurse a habit of incessant small talk, or happen to be someone I despise.

Va faill.


[[ ooc; like the last post, I kept elder speech bits in to signal where his accent would change, as he switches between that and Common when he talks, though all the Elder Speech bits would be comprehended just as well /o/
taedh = bard, poet
Neén en bloede aedd = 'Not a bloody shard.'
Va faill = goodbye/farewell ]]

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[iron_ego]

[The sound of AC/DC blares first from the audio and notches down before he speaks. Tony's tinkering today and needs the mood music, not that anyone could ever dislike AC/DC.]

Funny that the great bard himself didn't compose his sonnets like science fiction. [Just sayin'.] Those poetic references, flowery as they are, could contain plenty of detail about Things That Were to the right eye.

[His tone's thoughtful as he looks over whatever he's tinkering with.]

How far is this venturing of yours going to be? Are we talking a hop, a skip, or more of a jump here?

[He's been tweaking the Mark VI and could use the test flight.]

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[aenseidhe]

[ Excuse you, Iorveth can dislike it just fine, and that's evidence enough from the snort that comes the moment it starts blasting through the console speakers. Wow, foul racket. ]

On what? [ Fiction he has heard of, as well as science, but the two together don't make a lot of sense to him. ] Then we'd likely need someone more well versed in picking through it, and with far more patience, than me.

[ A pause and he considers. ]

As far as I can manage. I mean to explore the entirety of the shell eventually. [ Make sure he doesn't miss anything. ]

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[iron_ego]

He didn't make everything up. [Layman's terms is not something Tony Stark is good at speaking in.]

Manage. That's limiting, but count me in.

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[notamachine]

[Don't mind this one, he's just creeping in on Iorveth's post because Iorveth's one of those types he suspects someone should keep an eye on--but that doesn't stop him from being distracted by the music and butting in.]

Awesome music choice. Very nice taste.

[Yeah, that's really...all. That and he suspects his butting in might annoy Iorveth a little bit and hey, that's a bonus.]

not here;

[aenseidhe]

[ watchin u, douchecanoe ]

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[iron_ego]

Finally. [This is Tony sounding appreciative here.] A fellow connoisseur. It's about time this turtle brought in someone with good taste.

[Sorry, Iorveth, but AC/DC trumps all.]

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[dominare]

Do I fall in the category of despise, or simple indifference?

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[aenseidhe]

[ A pause of serious consideration. ]

Mild distaste to indifference. Passable, so long as you can keep up.

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[dominare]

Keeping up will be no issue for me.

[ said in a rather smug tone that implies an unspoken 'duhhhhh' at the end of his sentence. ]

Wonderful. An adventure would be quite enlightening— well, more enlightening than wheedling history out of poetry, at the very least.

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[fatedchaos]

I kind of got the feeling that you despised everyone, actually. [She frowns though.] There's no information at all?

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[aenseidhe]

I like to think of it as strict standards. [ mild smirk. he's a hater and he don't curr ] None of any real value.

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[sophos]

You could try the Emperor's library, but all that information is basically lost or removed anyway. [Which is... pretty telling on its own.]

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[aenseidhe]

Within the library as well? [ He hadn't heard of it ] Where would one find it?

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[amonfire]

[ This piqued his interest; Amon had been interested in the very same thing for quite some time now.

Although he doubted someone so ill-tempered was looking for history of weaknesses in the Emperor's political structure.

Maybe. ]

Have you ever considered that, after having as many run-ins with undesirables, you yourself might be the common denominator?

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[aenseidhe]

[ He seems pretty unperturbed by the suggestion. He's aware enough that he makes himself out to be a complete ass to humans in particular - it's a favorite hobby. ]

I have. I have unusually high standards of who I'll tolerate.

[ Also see: racist ]

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[inseine]

I own a copy of the local law code. None of those history tomes you want, but I find law will give you a leg up over drivel-in-verse.

My book is in French. Apparently other translations exist. You will want to go to a book shop. Try Henry Wotton's place in the Wood Sector.

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[aenseidhe]

It's better than wasting my time of flowery prose and rhyme.

Common seems to be in abundance. It's not a first language, but I'm fluent.

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[emasculates]

I will come.

[Not even caring if she hits the minimum achievement for basic indifference, tbqh. She's just inviting herself along and you're going to deal with it, bro.]

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[aenseidhe]

[ There's an amused snort and a smirk, one she can't see because audio. He's starting to tolerate you, Aisha. ]

Understood. Meet me at the southern edge of the Wood sector, noon, two days hence.

[virginprice]

I have seen no history, nor anything on the matter of other turtles. It seems as though there is a strong effort made to limit what we may discover- I have heard the Emperor's library has more, but I cannot be sure.

[Yeah, he might have heard all that before, but confirmation from another source isn't a bad thing, right?]

[aenseidhe]

I've heard the same, but if the Emperor herself wants the knowledge kept from us, I doubt I'll find what I'm looking for.

[ It's not a bad thing, no. Hrm, still not a great situation however. ]

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[heinously]

Hn. And just when will you set forth?

[ It was these little expeditions that made life more enjoyable here, and the idea of scouring the wastelands ranked quite highly in that respect. ]

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[aenseidhe]

Noon, two day from now.

[ You're decent. Good for conversation and seem to have a good sense about you. Acceptable travel partner. ]

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[idkmybffpyramid]

When're you going?

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[aenseidhe]

Noon, two days hence.