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Arrival Log & A Network Transmission

WHO: The Iron Bull (

theirondragon) and you
WHERE: The Fountain
WHAT: Arrival
WHEN: Saturday - Afternoon
WARNINGS: Bull is Bull, will warn as necessary.

The disorientation wore off faster than he would have thought possible. Looking around the place, it was kind of a shit hole, truth be told, but a vaguely familiar one. He couldn't quite put his finger on it as he stood, casting an intimidating shadow of muscles and horns, but the place just felt like he'd seen it before. It was like a dream, though, fleeting and dodgy any time he tried to focus on it. Instead, he followed his gut, which was telling him to touch that shiny thing over there. It was a weird dichotomy, honestly. His gut said to touch it, and his instinct told him it was probably magic or some other technological weird crap and that it would probably do something to him.

He touched it. His instincts were right. Agrii sounded familiar, too, and in that weird, half-dream sense as much as what the orb shoved into his head. That wasn't weird. That had happened a lot, he was pretty sure of it, but the big guy still shook his head, a hand on his forehead.

"Shit."

It was a lot, alright?

\\NETWORK - later\\

[The video feed comes on to show a grey-skinned man with sharp features, dark stubble, a scarred face with a fetching leather eyepatch (well, it at fetching according to at least one person who mattered), and what looked to be some hefty horns coming off his head. It was hard to tell their size from the feed, but they were definitely there.

He grins at the feed before he speaks, but it's a casual, good-natured thing. His voice is deep, too, earthy and rough. He speaks slowly like he has all the time in the world.]

Hey, folks. I just showed up, but I get the idea that's happened to a lot of you guys. I'm The Iron Bull. Any tips for the new guy? I'm open to all of it. Why don't we start with where to get a drink?

((OOC: For those of you continuing his TDM threads, responses are below from the latest tag!))

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"I would be glad to," Lauri-Ell assured him. "I do not speak of it much for others here do not often understand.

Which was something that could make her feel a touch isolated. But she tried her best. Her culture was not easily understood by humans she found.

"For now, perhaps you would like shown some of the rooms at what we call the hotel? They are good for temporary residences. Some stay long term. Or I can show you other things.

"Trying to get me in bed already, huh?" He grinned, but he wasn't too serious about it. He could tell she was not uptight exactly, but sheltered. He wouldn't be surprised to learn that sex never once entered her mind. Someone needed to change that, but maybe it wasn't him, and definitely not today. He'd watch her, work out what it was she really needed.

"Sounds like a plan, Lauri, and whatever else you think is important." What someone found important and what one didn't could tell someone a lot about a person.

"It seems early to rest, but if you wish to sleep, I do not doubt we can find you a place for it shortly," she answered. Yep, really didn't understand that at all.

"I shall show you that first," she decided, turning toward a very large building just away from the fountain. It was no real distance to travel in the grand scheme of things, but she still tried to keep herself slwo for him.

He chuckles but doesn't press the issue. He's only just met Lauri, after all, and there were more pressing matters than getting her into bed. "I think I can hold off on a nap for a while."

He followed after her, his gate fluid to spite the brace on his ankle. It was an old injury and the ache was a part of him now, gave him character. He embraced it. "You're the boss."

"Then there is much we can explore after," she agreed, smiling when he said he was not tired at the time. She even nodded at the agreement that she was the boss. In this instant she just saw it as another soldier offering her command and that she could do. So she strode easily and happily to the very close hotel and into the foyer.

There she gestured to the grand steps and the implication of that which was above.

"Some rooms are kept, by agreement, neat on the first floor. This is because some of the smaller humans do not handle the stairs well. There is a store in the city with old furniture, built more to our scale, and if you require assistance, I will happily help you bring a bed here if you choose to remain here. I advise it at least some over the ships, as the bunks are not suitable for large people such as ourselves."

Needless to say his horns would be a problem.

"Do you know of electrical lighting? Not everyone does. I could demonstrate its function to you. Oh, and the rooms all have running water bathrooms, this is nice. But no baths. The ships have showers, and there is a cave with hot springs, that is better for use."

The mention of ships and bunks brought a memory back Bull didn't realize he'd been missing; of trying to sleep on a cramped bed far too small for his build. His feet hung off the thing, and while that could have been any bed in Thedas, there was a sea of stars beyond his porthole window, and the vastness of space all around.

"Bed sounds good." So did the hotel. "And I...think I do." A thought occurred to him, related to people who knew his face here. "How, uh...if you were here before, how would you find out?"

If she were here before? Lauri paused and looked at Bull, quite confused by the question. But it was one she would take seriously. Her arms crossed over her chest as she thought about this.

"I can envision two methods. I would ask those who have been here a long time. Thomas and William have been here as long as the Agrii have brought people here, and before them I understand that some like Lance and Keith and Wanda were on the Fleet before that. If none of them have answers, one could ask the Agrii themselves. There is a function on the communicators to speak to them. They do not always answer."

The Fleet. That struck a familiar chord with the giant and he looked thoughtful, no longer attempting to hide his trepidation. He was starting to get a headache, feeling as though there were two sets of memories warring for precedence in his mind.

"Right." He was beginning to think he might not want to know either way. "Thanks, I'll look into it. This who setup seems familiar, is all."

"Does it?" she asked, looking a bit shocked. She brings them in through the doors of the hotel now, holding them open for Bull. "I have never heard of a group that has done this before."

But there was a matter of easy answers here.

"They are friendly, if you meet them."

"If you'd asked me an hour ago, I hadn't either." And now it seemed like this weird familiarity had always been there. No, not always, but a long time ago, before everything else happened.

"With the communicator thing, right?"

An hour ago, though, was not what she would have expected. Something was off, and they surely both saw that now.

"Yes, that is correct. I hear some met them in person, though."

"I don't think I did." It was weird to think about and even weirder to entertain the idea that an hour ago, he was blissfully ignorant to other planets, then he showed up here and started remembering he'd never been ignorant of them. Weird...and creepy.

"And I don't think I've seen this planet before, but...those ships look familiar. Some of them." But he'd never been outside of them, not looking at them the way he could now. "I think I rode around in 'em."

He breathed a sigh, shaking his head and grunting in annoyance. "This is weird shit."

Well, given these were different aliens, perhaps that was not so weird. But Lauri didn't know that and couldn't comment.

"If you rode around in them, then you should speak to those who were here before. Wanda, Lance, Keith, and the Soldier."

Weird shit, yeah.

"This is all very strange. But we learn to work through it.

"The Soldier, huh? He got a name?" Soldier was just fine, of course, but knowing what people were called and who they were were both important.

"Yeah, I know. You can adapt to anything, right?" He scoffed, shaking his head. "Lot of room to work it out if you can't, too." He gave her another look over. "You ever down for some training, the Bull is with you."

"The Soldier," Lauri offered as the name. She knew nothing more for him, for she did not know him well. Just knew of him.

Adapt to anything? She raised an eyebrow at that.

"Kree are not Skrull. We cannot alter ourselves quickly. It is not in our genetics."

Ah, but training earned a grin from her.

"There has not been one of close to my size before. I worry, sometimes, in sparring with those who are smaller. I am much stronger."

The Bull nodded at that, committing the name to memory. 'The Soldier' it was, then.

"Uh...I mean in your mind, getting used to different situations." He had no idea what she might have meant otherwise.

"That's where trust comes in. You have to trust yourself to handle it, but yeah...I get it. I'm big even for a Qunari."

"Ah, that makes a good deal of sense, thank you!" Lauri answered, smiling brightly at the Iron Bull. A new thing for her to come to understand.

But the idea of trust makes her sigh.

"There have been those I have felt comfortable training with, but they are gone. It leaves me out of easy ability to train with others. And you do not seem so big."

That got a chuckle from the guy and he nodded. "Don't mention it."

He rolled his impressive shoulders in a shrug. "Not to you, but other people, yeah."

Not to her indeed, which made him that much more acceptable as a possible choice. And the weapon he carried made it seem perhaps he used something similar to hers. That would be good for training.

"Yes, many humans are very small."

That got a hearty laugh from the guy, a deep sound that resonated between the buildings as they moved along.

"Yeah, they are, but they don't let that hold them back. Shit, elves are even more tenacious and they're smaller."

“They do not. Humans help shape the universe itself at this point,” Lauri-Ell said with a soft smile. She was proud of the kindness in that race. They had made the Emperor better for being among them. And her sister seemed happy there.

And Colonel Rhodes was a good match for her sister and that was good too.

“I do not know what an elves is.”

The revelation about humans didn't surprise the Bull. In his lifetime, he'd seen them to be some of the most varied of any people he'd ever met. Ruthless, selfless, cunningly cruel and deeply loving, humans were just, well, human.

He paused at her remark, though, looking thoughtful. "Oh, uh. Elves are small, about this high, thin, quick, pointy ears. History hasn't served them well, but they're still around and they bite when they're cornered."

Humans were lucky because they were so inherently adaptable and changing. Including with mutants.

"I do not believe I have ever encountered anything like them," Lauri admitted, frowning. "I am sorry that history has been unkind to them. People should not have to tolerate such things."

"And sometimes, people have to lay in the beds their own people made for them." But that was a long story and one the Bull, frankly, found a little confusing all by itself. "I'll just put it this way: magic complicates everything."

"Yes, I can believe that," Lauri-Ell answered. The Kree were not big on magic or religion in most cases. That was more a Skrull thing. But her Prince was a mage, so she had faith in its potential.

"Still, it can make the world better in other ways."

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