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[varricmod]

So here's the thing.

Whatever the running theory is (Fade, demons, alternate worlds, Eluvian fuckery), for right now, we're stuck here. Someone else can take charge of all the perimeter checking and puzzle solving and magic book reading--that isn't where my skill set tends to lie.

I'm the guy you go to for a beer and a good story. And, in this case, food and a bed.

I've started taking inventory of basic provisions. More details on that later. I've also started pulling together some general necessities, like blankets and changes of clothing. I'm sorting them in the great hall--grab what you need, but please mark down what you take so we can keep an accurate count. If you need help finding a place to sleep, let me know and I'll help get you settled.

Okay, all that shit aside, I think we need to try to gather together--all of us--and start getting to know faces and names. I'm Varric Tethras--short guy, blonde hair, can't miss me. I'll be cooking a group meal for anyone who wants to come to the grand hall to get it. I'll also pull out some cards. We need some levity pretty damn fast.

The military sort can worry about keeping us safe. Me? I'll work on keeping us comfortable and sane.

Comments

[kaidanmod]

Kaidan Alenko. I'm another of Shepard's crewmen. I'm decent with tech and decent with medical. Mostly it's my biotics that get me by.

[cmdr_shepard]

I'm the aforementioned Shepard. It's our ship that's parked in your backyard. Uh... Sorry about that.

[also_cmdr_shepard]

Kaidan and Tali? God, I feel like I'm going crazy. My team but obviously not my team. This place is madness.

[keelah_selai]

[A sketchy doodle of Commander Shepard's N7 armor appears, though it appears to have been modified for a woman? With uncertain results.]

[also_cmdr_shepard]

Um, more like....

[A very shaky drawing of a woman with red hair. She's wearing leggings with a kind of over robe that is open in the front. It's lightly armored at the chest and joints. There's an arrow pointing at the left sleeve where she's drawn the N7 insignia]

[keelah_selai]

[A more detailed armor schematic appears, combining the materials and designs of both drawings. Lightly armored lb reaves, bracers, and chest piece under a long, duster-like robe, with a skintight armored under suit as the base.]

Though I can't imagine that would be any help against serious gun fire.

[also_cmdr_shepard]

I don't know what guns are, but my magic keeps me pretty safe from fire.

Your drawing is very interesting, but I'm afraid is a great deal more complicated than my typical battle robes.

[keelah_selai]

You've don't know what guns are...?

[Three aborted, scratched out drawings of various pistols and shotguns before:]

They are like miniature, portable cannons?

Wait....you said your team....is there another me around?!

[also_cmdr_shepard]

We have cannons but... none of them are as small as you're suggesting. I've taken a glance at your other conversations. It seems our world is less like yours and more like the one we've both landed in.

Unfortunately (fortunately?) not. It was only myself and Lieutenant Vega that passed through the fog that landed us here.

(OOC: Ack!)

[keelah_selai]

I'm afraid I don't know anyone named Lieutenant Vega. Fascinating to think that other worlds have produced other variations of people the indomitable Commander Shepard, part of the very fabric of the universe.

[kaidanmod]

This is a new, intense kind of crazy. Ma'am?

[also_cmdr_shepard]

Damn it's good to hear from you. Even if you aren't the Kaidan that I know.

[kaidanmod]

It's weird to think there might be any other, to be square. What's he--what am I--like?