[ god. he just reaches up and rubs his temples. headache... headache rising.... ]
I'm still getting used to seeing so many elda around, let alone all of that... hell. [ stressed. okay. OKAY!!! ] What about the others -- you don't know his brother, do you? Fidelio? Half his height, looked like he'd bite your head off if you looked at him wrong?
Yeah, the little mean one? He was there too. Jonas built a tavern for them to run or... something. [ listen she wasn't all there in heaven so the details are hazy. ]
See, that, now that makes sense - he was dead, he died right in front of us. Eupha and Basilio, though, that's different. [ this is like more grumbling to himself than it is to alex, just sort of karen'd muttering.
wait she asked a question. ]
...Elda, yeah. [ strohl reaches up with one hand, and taps the shell of his own ear, tucking it out of the way so she can see the rounded, normal curve to it. ] You've got ears like mine, yeah? People who look like you, with rounded ears, and no horns or anything like it - would belong to the elda tribe. They're a one in a million sight, in Euchronia. I'd only ever met one, before I was dragged off to that damned resort, and only met three or four back in Euchronia when I returned, at that.
[ for a second she's like well they got revived in the end so maybe you're just from a timeline where the death was undone before it happened but then one of them is dead and not the other so? ?????
but whatever. timelines get messy. she knows this. ]
Huh. Yeah, elda are just—humans, where I'm from. And they're the norm. Or like the... only. Or, sorry, where I was from. There's a lot more variety in Hell. Demons and stuff.
[ has no right to angst about this when heaven was her own doing. ]
I talked to a kid here who's been through two before, too. More common than you'd hope and... less than promising, when you think about the future implications.
The monarchy was a universal constant, but that's not stopped the tournament from happening. The throne's been occupied by kings for all of our history, and now the leader'll be chosen by the people, because someone chose to make that change.
[ that's at home, but the metaphor (lol) matches. strohl plucks another keychain - Eupha from the stand, and catches it against his palm, a little showy drama for the sake of it. ]
I've no intention of dying here - but I'd rather die trying than die waiting. [ trying to make change. trying to stop injustice. ] Certainly more fun.
Monarchies have never been universal constants. Constants, maybe, but...
[ don't be rude to his lore that you don't even know you freak. ... but the showiness does actually make her grin a little. ]
The way these go? We don't have a lot of say in the matter. So we do what we want until we die. [ which, in his case, seems to be fighting the power. very nice, very cool. ]
Alright, listen, smarty-pants, not all of us have gone gallivanting around a universe or five.
[ she said three
anyway this is just teasing - it looks like he's going to toss the keychain at her head for a second, but he just mimes it and doesn't do it because he's not yet devolved into being a five year old, that's for when he and hulkenberg are in the same room ]
[ god he LOVES complaining. but also. he tilts his head, thinking... ]
I'll tell you about mine if you tell me one of yours. Suppose I owe you something for telling me about Basilio and Eupha, anyhow.
[ it's all good natured! so: ] Ours was a resort. Woke up on a train, or something, felt like we had been offered a vacation package and encouraged to go, and crash landed at a vacation resort. Key Nueve, it was called.
[ lightly, teasing - though, okay, he cannot resist complaining, because that goes away in a second and he groans. ]
Yeah, right up until the aforementioned crash landing - I thought a gauntlet runner had it rough, I didn't think I'd get over the stomach lurching for days.
That, and - it took barely a few days before people started dying. Not even by anyone else's hand, mostly. Someone's head blew up by an explosive. A couple others died on some sort of...ride.
Place was trying to kill us, mostly. But... no, someone did kill others. [ there's a frown on his face as he says this, a brief flash of something angry. ] Supposedly the place forced her to - gave her some odd premonition about it.
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I'm still getting used to seeing so many elda around, let alone all of that... hell. [ stressed. okay. OKAY!!! ] What about the others -- you don't know his brother, do you? Fidelio? Half his height, looked like he'd bite your head off if you looked at him wrong?
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[ tf is elda... ]
Yeah, the little mean one? He was there too. Jonas built a tavern for them to run or... something. [ listen she wasn't all there in heaven so the details are hazy. ]
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See, that, now that makes sense - he was dead, he died right in front of us. Eupha and Basilio, though, that's different. [ this is like more grumbling to himself than it is to alex, just sort of karen'd muttering.
wait she asked a question. ]
...Elda, yeah. [ strohl reaches up with one hand, and taps the shell of his own ear, tucking it out of the way so she can see the rounded, normal curve to it. ] You've got ears like mine, yeah? People who look like you, with rounded ears, and no horns or anything like it - would belong to the elda tribe. They're a one in a million sight, in Euchronia. I'd only ever met one, before I was dragged off to that damned resort, and only met three or four back in Euchronia when I returned, at that.
Seems like they're normal everywhere else.
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but whatever. timelines get messy. she knows this. ]
Huh. Yeah, elda are just—humans, where I'm from. And they're the norm. Or like the... only. Or, sorry, where I was from. There's a lot more variety in Hell. Demons and stuff.
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anyhoo. he winces a little at the word 'humans', but has by now schooled himself into mostly not reacting beyond that, nodding. ]
... So you didn't start there? Hell, Heaven, somewhere else, and whatever this place is? You really did the whole bloody gauntlet, huh...?
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[ has no right to angst about this when heaven was her own doing. ]
I talked to a kid here who's been through two before, too. More common than you'd hope and... less than promising, when you think about the future implications.
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ooooh that future implication line makes him scoff. ]
If we're going to have to go through this, we ought to find a way to blow the whole thing sky high, if you ask me.
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... But, you know. We could try anyway. For fun.
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[ that's at home, but the metaphor (lol) matches. strohl plucks another keychain - Eupha from the stand, and catches it against his palm, a little showy drama for the sake of it. ]
I've no intention of dying here - but I'd rather die trying than die waiting. [ trying to make change. trying to stop injustice. ] Certainly more fun.
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[ don't be rude to his lore that you don't even know you freak. ... but the showiness does actually make her grin a little. ]
The way these go? We don't have a lot of say in the matter. So we do what we want until we die. [ which, in his case, seems to be fighting the power. very nice, very cool. ]
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[ she said three
anyway this is just teasing - it looks like he's going to toss the keychain at her head for a second, but he just mimes it and doesn't do it because he's not yet devolved into being a five year old, that's for when he and hulkenberg are in the same room ]
But I hear that. What do you want to do, then?
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I want to go to Australia.
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[ WHAT IS AN AUSTRALIA. well he knows now, sort of, that its a country, but also, ]
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[ helpful, ]
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Thanks. Never could've figured that one out on my own.
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I've never been, I don't know what more to tell you. It's got... cool architecture and nice wildlife?
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[ it's the fourth wall, strohl, you'll never understand
also the keychain is a random one it can say whatever you want it to say!!! your pick. ]
The last vacation I was on wasn't exactly pleasant. Whole thing turned out to be the death trap.
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Oh yeah? Wanna complain about it? [ by which she means. she's curious about it. ]
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I'll tell you about mine if you tell me one of yours. Suppose I owe you something for telling me about Basilio and Eupha, anyhow.
[ it's all good natured! so: ] Ours was a resort. Woke up on a train, or something, felt like we had been offered a vacation package and encouraged to go, and crash landed at a vacation resort. Key Nueve, it was called.
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[ just throwing that out there. but she listens to this... ]
Not a bad start. Obviously it doesn't stay so nice, but—you know. That's something.
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[ lightly, teasing - though, okay, he cannot resist complaining, because that goes away in a second and he groans. ]
Yeah, right up until the aforementioned crash landing - I thought a gauntlet runner had it rough, I didn't think I'd get over the stomach lurching for days.
[ princess strohl fights god's toughest battles (tummy aches) ]
That, and - it took barely a few days before people started dying. Not even by anyone else's hand, mostly. Someone's head blew up by an explosive. A couple others died on some sort of...ride.
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and then she's like. sorry why is this just final destination, the hit movie i watched when i was too young and got traumatized by. uhhh. huh. ]
... People weren't killing each other?
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Place was trying to kill us, mostly. But... no, someone did kill others. [ there's a frown on his face as he says this, a brief flash of something angry. ] Supposedly the place forced her to - gave her some odd premonition about it.
You hear of anything like that, where you were?
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