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Who: Cyril Lavellan
Broadcast: Fleetwide (accidentally)
Action: Wonderduck
When: After the Shuffle

[WONDERDUCK]

Cyril's welcome to the Fleet was wrought with the despair of losing a planet and the people left on it. He can tell that things are tense even though he's new. This means that he needs to deal with the sudden appearance of information in his mind while also navigating the grief of others. It's a very strange welcome for many reasons.

He isn't sure what he thinks of this place. There's so much he has to take in right away. He has to deal with learning about space travel, different worlds, and technology so far outside of anything that could be found on Thedas. He's impossibly curious about it all, but because of the lingering feeling around the Fleet he isn't sure if now is the time to ask questions.

Instead, he focuses on getting settled. When he was brought here he had on the clothes he wore around High Town, a nice tunic and pants - as well as a prosthetic that was a hand carved out of polished wood rather than any of his functioning ones. He'd have to see about rebuilding something that would be of use when he was piloting. The fake hand was very well crafted and designed to put people at ease, but it didn't let him grip anything easily. However, that could come later - along with all of his questions.

[VIDEO]

[Cyril doesn't seem to realize that he's accidentally started a broadcast. He is closed up in his new room and he had meant to try to get his Sending Crystal to work, but instead it is useless in his hand. The Fleet, however, seems to think that this means he's okay with his message being brought to people here instead. After all, the person he's trying to contact is one of them - even if not in the way that Cyril thinks.]

I don't think this is working, but just in case -- [He turns the crystal over in his hand, examining it as if he can will it to start working. He's alone in this room so he has removed the fake arm, comfortable without the weight of it when he thinks he doesn't have people around to gawk at him for missing a limb.] Just in case you can hear me...

I'm well. I'm in one piece - well, excepting the part we already knew was missing. [It's a joke, and he manages to make his voice casual and even smile a bit as he says it.] Please don't worry, my friend. I'll find a way back home.

I'm surrounded by friendly people. Including.... an enchanted clock? I wish you were here. It would be fun to disparage the character of a mage who puts a man's consciousness into a clock.

[Another joke, and another pause.] Please don't leave Tevinter. What you are Maevaris are doing is vital. If you can hear me, get a message to Leliana instead and know that I'm well and working on returning...

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

It's still strange to think of her as the Divine. I still remember her as the lay sister that had a dream and thought joining up with two Junior Wardens was a good idea.

Was saving the world from a Blight a bad idea?

Well, no, but let's be honest: the odds weren't with us at the time. A Chantry sister has little business galavanting off with two young Wardens, a dog, an apostate, and a Qunari convicted of murder. But she did, because she had a dream. Literally.

It turned out to be an accurate vision though. I suppose she could have done a lot worse. But I say that with hindsight that it turned out well in the end.

If you can stomach it, I'd love to hear more about your perspective of what happened.

[Well now, Riona's not able to pass up the chance to tell a story or two. But it could stand to be in a different setting.]

Happy to share, depending on what exactly you want to hear about, but I'd recommend it being done over drinks and seated. It's a long story, after all.

That sounds like the perfect idea. There has to be some kind of place to do that in this fleet?

There is. Two, in fact. Two bars on the communal ship, the Iskaulit. Both literally across the hall from each other. Same drinks and prices. Just different management and decor. Oh, and one has a pole that runs in the middle of the place, no idea why.

Which do you prefer? We can meet there sometime? Or now, unless you're too busy?

I'm a little more partial to the Space Bar, as I have friends who work there. Now isn't terribly great, but I can meet you tomorrow. It'll give you a chance to settle in and whatnot.

Ah, yes. I probably should do that before I bombard you with thousands of questions.

Thank you for explaining all of this. I should let you go so I can start to 'settle in.'