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[arcanepower]

Who: Belthazar and you!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: The Bishop.
When: 12/1, evening.

[video;]

[Much like before-- over a year ago, now-- Belthazar wakes up in a daze. He feels cold all over, a little sick, and he realizes that he's actually felt this before. There's a nice coating of dust all over his room, and an unexpected gift of red clothes folded at the end of his bed. It's... what he was wearing. A gift from Adrasteius, after...

... Ah, his memories are all scrambled again. He wonders how many years it's been this time.

He moves to put on his normal undershirt, but it seems tighter than he remembers, and the sleeves are shorter by a few inches, which makes the wrist-covering part look stupid. It is with great reluctance that he flips on the video feed, still sporting the same bedhead as before.]

According to my communicator, I've only been asleep for about a week... but I can tell you that it felt far, far longer. I apologize for completely missing the feast I had planned. It appears I was sent back home again.

[He clears his throat.]

Also, if-- if anyone has any skill at sewing or altering clothing, I could use a little help. The robes Kirian made me do not fit anymore.

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[save_the_souls]

...He would say that.

[he gives a big huff before he starts trying to calm himself. Right right, Belth didn't have anything to do with his own rotten luck]

Nevermind, I'll be fine.

Welcome back, Belthazar.

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[arcanepower]

I've been eating more meat so he isn't technically wrong. But correlation does not imply causation, I'm afraid.

[He smiles for Allen, understanding the awkwardness and insecurity. Maybe he isn't covered in scars like Allen is, but they both have body issues in spades.]

Thank you. Even if I... apparently never left. By the Light, this place makes no sense...

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[save_the_souls]

Well it's not bad advice, just... I think if Sokka was a medic, meat would be half his prescriptions.

[Because you know, meat is life and all that. But he says it with a bit of fondness in his voice. Sokka's one of his closest friends here, quirks and all.]

Yes, it's easier if you don't try to think about the logistics too much.

[arcanepower]

Most likely.

[Sokka's grown on Belthazar, too. Like a bit of moss.]

Easier said than done. I take things apart and put them back together to find out how they work. The only thing stopping me from taking apart the Marsiva is that I can't get back on it.

[save_the_souls]

Then...try to distract yourself with another question to figure out! Like where all the protein in the protein dispenser comes from!

[arcanepower]

[... That is actually a really good question.]

Do you mean what it's composed of, or how it's restocked?

[LOOK IT'S WORKING]

[save_the_souls]

How it's restocked, really.

I mean, it never seems to run out. Yet, I've never seen it refilled.

[arcanepower]

I imagine it works via the same mechanism that refills the rations and changes the makeup of our ships. I believe that whatever does it is hidden in plain sight but we are conditioned not to notice because of the implant.

[He still remembers the dream shenanigans on the Marsiva, even if it's been a solid few years for him.]

[save_the_souls]

Hmmm....maybe....

[He has no idea. Since hey this is mostly to distract Belthazar]