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Who: Daenerys Targaryen
Broadcast: Fleetwide video.
Action: She can be found on the Hospitality Deck of the Marsiva if anyone wants to find her wandering around.
When: Today!

[Daenerys hadn't even had fortnight to settle in, to take in the situation she's found herself in. One moment she was in the almost safety of Drogon's company and the next she was surrounded by Dothraki. Now? She was.... looking at a strange speaking device? She learned enough that people could communicate with it, but not enough right away on how to do so herself. It takes her a moment to figure it out and when she finally does, her violet eyes are still wide with concern on the video feed. Once she realizes it's working, she tries to go for a more calm and assertive outward appearance.]

To think that such a place would be capable of stealing so many from their homes. I can't imagine the ransom they'd be seeking. I wish to speak to whoever thought it wise to attempt such a feat and if any others can provide valuable information, mayhap you'll receive a reward from me in return.

[Mostly her eternal gratitude, given that she had little else on her person in the way of money. Carefully, she tucks a stray silver lock behind her ear. She wanted to ask where Drogon was and yet she knew outright asking her captors where they'd taken her dragon might be too foolish of a thing to attempt.]

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I'm Glitch. They call me that on account of sometimes my synapses don't fire right. Fire right.

[He doesn't seem to notice his repetition.]

I see. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Glitch.

[She noticed it but won't make anything of it. It was strange but then she's been having quite a strange day.]

Are you a new arrival as well?

Yes!

[He pauses and thinks.]

No.

Hang on. Maybe? Yes. Where is here?

Are you well? You seem a bit confused.

[Either that or he was evading answering her, but somehow she didn't think that was the case.]

I'm often confused. Afraid they went into my head and popped out my marbles and I haven't been quite the same since.

[He glances elsewhere, his face oddly blank for a moment and then he looks back at her and smiles, a distant, slightly confused smile.]

Hi! Have we met?

[Going to just stare at Glitch for a long moment.... the poor thing sorely needed a maester to treat him.]

I- no, I don't believe we have.

[She would have said yes, if only for the fact that she wanted to spare his feelings.]

You seem familiar...

[But he just smiles warmer at her.]

I'm Glitch! They call me that on account of sometimes my synapses don't fire right.

Do I? I can't imagine so when we've only just met.

[And yet he'd confused her for someone else to begin with.]

It's a pleasure, Glitch. I am Daenerys of House Targaryen.

[Maybe if they introduce one another enough times he'll stop randomly forgetting?]

[Oh sweet optimism.]

Daenerys. That's a lovely name, are you from the Other Side? A slipper?

I-I'm sorry? I don't know what that is.

[And he keeps confusing her. He's like to have lost his mind, the way he speaks.]

Oh, maybe not then, no, you must be, because otherwise you'd know what was!

[His fingers have found the braid around the cuff of one sleeves and are plucking the threads apart slowly.]

Well then perhaps you can explain it to me?

[Come on now, don't make fun of her like that!! She's a Queen, it's her job to know things.]

Well, there's the O.Z., the Outer Zone, and there's the Other Side. The O.Z. is aware of the Other Side, but the Other Side don't know about us.

A slipper is someone who passes from the Other Side to the O.Z. without being brought here by someone. Tornadoes and other extreme storm events are a channel to the O.Z. and most slippers come through like that.

I see. It certainly sounds dangerous to find one's self caught in a tornado, however.

[She knows of storms, even if the rest of it escapes her. She'd been born during one such event, her mother dying to bring her into the world with the name Daenerys Stormborn.]

Oh, more people are killed than slip through. Far more. I'm not advocating it as a wise thing to do, but people who slip through are often caught in storms when it happens.

Of course, we can summon travel storms to move back and forth if we need to, but that hasn't really been done for generations.

You can summon storms? What sort of magic is that?

[Amazing, really. She's only ever heard of wildfire magic.]

I can't, but it can be done. I don't have magic. I could do things that seemed like magic, but they weren't, they were just knowing what I was doing.

What sort of things?

[Perhaps finding a dragon?]

I made devices that project light into tridimensional displays, and mechanical birds that flew and sing. I designed a device to slow the passage of the suns in the sky...

[His face sudden becomes a mask of horror.]

The Sorceress! The eclipse! We have to stop her, your majesty!

[There's that look again, as if he thinks she's someone she isn't. It honestly made her heart ache for him. To be such a confused person as he must be exhausting.]

Shh, there are none of those things here. I promise.

[Whoever his Queen had been, she must have meant a great deal to him. Gently, she brings a hand to his, taking it in the hope that it might steady him.]

We're as safe as we can be here, Glitch.

[He stares at her for a moment, even as she takes his hand and then shakes his head.]

No, of course. You're not her. I'm sorry, I get confused sometimes.

You've done nothing wrong.

[She plans to hold onto his hand for however long he'd like, if it makes him feel even a little better.]

I am sorry that she isn't here.

You're very gracious, your majesty.

[But he knows she's not his your majesty this time. he doesn't really think twice about holding onto her hand though.]

I think... I haven't see her in a long time. Probably since before they took my marbles.

I do hope you'll see her again, though I suppose that would mean bringing her to the fleet like the rest of us.

[Poor guy. She doesn't know what else she can do for him.]

Is there someone who could help you with your... situation?

[She didn't want to imply he was ill. He was otherwise perfectly fine save for the occasional 'glitch']

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