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[thewhitepawn]

Who: Anduin Wrynn
Broadcast: Fleet-Wide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Mid-day April 25th

[Upon waking up, it's going to take some time to come to grips with where he is and why his clothing is perfectly mended and he feels more rested than he has in weeks (if not months). For awhile he's just going to explore his new surroundings before trying his hand at a broadcast. Anduin's not precisely sure how he knows how to use the device but ...he does. It's different and new, and he tries to keep his voice level and somewhat neutral as he faces this new endeavor. It's at odds with the expression on his face, which is something like that of a confused puppy.]

Perhaps someone can assist me.

[He drops into silence with a quiet sigh, mulling over his words once more, settling on a path. When he glances up again his voice is warm once more, the calm returning.]

Introductions are in order first, I believe. Hello, my name is Anduin. Anduin Wrynn...

[He debated offering his title for a moment and for those potentially native to Azeroth it shows in how he trails off. Something lingering in the final syllable of his name but going unsaid. After a heartbeat he picks up that slack with a moderately cheerful tone and finishes his thoughts with a smile.]

I think that it would be my pleasure to meet you all as well.

Comments

[thewhitepawn]

[It's good to see the other again, he realizes. Wrathion was an interesting sort and it was good to see a familiar face.]

No, nowhere near. We're nowhere near Azeroth are we?

[dragonflight]

I'm afraid we are very far from home.

[Beatific smile.]

Troublesome, but I'm choosing to see it as an opportunity.

[thewhitepawn]

You would.

[There's no malice to his words, only an exasperated sort of manner that accepts this and him because he's a familiar element and from Azeroth.

It helps.]

How ...long have you been here?

[dragonflight]

[He can be only what he is, and nothing more!]

Barely a few days more than you, Prince Anduin. It seems we shall have to find our way together.

[thewhitepawn]

Only a few more days?

[He pauses for a moment, thinking to himself, debating, debating...]

What is the last thing you remember?

[dragonflight]

[What a fascinating question. Time for a brazen lie.]

Sitting with you and playing that ridiculous excuse for a game. How's your leg, by the way?

[thewhitepawn]

My leg? It's fine...

[He thinks back on the last few moments that he remembers and takes a deep breath.]

Does this place mess with timelines?

[dragonflight]

Really? You were limping all over the place, last I recall.

[He shrugs, nonchalant.]

I wouldn't be surprised if it did. Anything seems possible, doesn't it?

[thewhitepawn]

Limping- I survived then.

[Well, that's one question answered. He can't remember a time with Wrathion that involved him being injured to the point of limping. things had been a bit touch and go after leaving the Horde encampment, but...]

Arriving here from where I was? That's definitely true

[dragonflight]

[Wrathion inclines his head to one side. Hmm. How far back was Anduin's memory?]

What's the last thing you recall, if I may ask?

[thewhitepawn]

[He's quiet for a moment, swallowing as he relives the last few moments vividly.]

...I was aiding the Champion against Garrosh. The bell-

[He stills for a moment, flexing his fingers, digging them into his hands.]

It was crashing towards me.

[dragonflight]

[That's a bit of a shock, enough that Wrathion lets himself look surprised.]

Really, that's terrible. Well--let me assure you, Prince Anduin, you lived. Lived and fully recovered.

[thewhitepawn]

[The surprise doesn't go unnoticed. Anduin fixes him with a keen look for a beat before relaxing at his words, letting his shoulders slump in relief. The thought of dying- of leaving his father with no one, that seemed more frightening.]

Thank you. That's- that's good to know.

[dragonflight]

[He's relieved that Anduin doesn't press Wrathion's knowledge any further. Such a good, accommodating person. Wrathion sighs fondly.]

I imagine so. Worry not, young prince. Your life continues apace, and your father is with you.