outer_divide | Entries tagged with character: zevran arainai

[Zevran keeps his call to Roland's communicator audio only, trusting that if his quarry truly is paying attention to the goings-on in Poseidon, he'll know who he's talking to. His accent, he's well aware, is of a distinctive sort. ]

You, ser, are somewhat difficult to track down. I can respect that. I would normally take a hint that you prefer your privacy, [Which is only half a lie -- it depends on whether the elf is bored or not.] but I believe we may be able to help each other. I most humbly await your reply.

[[OOC Note: As per mod notes, Zevran will be getting a few wrong numbers before he manages to get through to Roland. I have brain power to have 3 or 4 non-Roland people get this, if you want to reply!]]

roddy_reinigen

Yeah, so...um...

[Roddy hesitates, sorting out his thoughts, before he voices what's on his mind.]

I really need a job, I don't care in what, but I'm really good at playing the violin, and if anyone has a rat problem, I can take care of that like...really fast. Anything else within reason, just let me know what you want me to do.

[He's about to turn off the device when he realizes...]

Oh, by the way, my name's Roddy Geiger and I'm new here. So...uh...hi, I guess.

be_in_my_bunk

[ Okay, so he's not wearing a shirt. But he's got his pants and gun belt on, weapons all secure so there's that at least. And he's pissed as he glares at the damn device. ]

This ain't mine.

[ Pause. Shrug. The device is tucked into his pocket. ]

Takin' the gorram thing anyway. If folks're gonna be dumb enough ta leave their things with mine, I ain't lookin' ta give it back. Nice lookin' anyhow. Sell it fer somethin'.

[ Pause. There's shuffling as he puts on his shirt. ]

Right. Got 'em all.

[ Pause. ]

Now where's the gorram ship?

girlinasquirrelsuit

[Kit looks tired and pale. She's been working on recovering from her pounding at the hands of the local thugs, but she still has a ways to go. And she has a problem.]

Okay, cards on the table. I give up on my secret identity. Can't do it.

[Oh, for a city of a million people and a hypnotist for a partner. We never know what we've got until it's gone.]

Anyway. I understand there are some decent scientists around. I got caught in a nasty ambush and my suit took a real beating. My gliding membranes are torn, I blew something in one of my static shoes... Heck, there are just some bullet holes that need dealing with. I also could use help getting my grapple gun back into usable condition, though I might be able to figure that one out on my own. And I have one knockout gas grenade left, so if anyone could work backwards from there...

Right. Fact is, I'm the danger and daring-do half of the equation. Left my mad professor back home, y'see. Can anybody lend a hand?

swoopingisbad

Oh Maker's Breath-

[Alistair pauses. His voice sounds like it's a bit far away; he's holding this new alien device far ahead of him, trying to figure out exactly what it is, nevermind the fact he already knows how to work it.]

Not Ferelden. Definitely not Ferelden. One would think they'd remember coming to a foreign place, just a night before a big event that could determine the fate of the world, but no, I've got no bloody remembrance of anything. Dwarven ale is great, Oghren said. Put hair on your chest, he said. Not wake up in a weird place and nearly nude. Horrible pranks, really. This must be some witchy plot. Swooping everywhere, I know it.

theverymodel

[Mordin is sitting at his desk, with a variety of objects including slender fruit. For anyone familiar with reading salarian faces, he looks quite serious.]

Need for contraceptive review has become apparent. Several local options currently available. Significant improvement over previous situation.

[He holds up a packet]

Hormonal regulation now viable. Highly effective but not suited to short term encounters.

[And thus the condom and the fruit come out]

Barrier methods superior for casual contact. Prevent disease in addition to pregnancy. Can review proper application as needed.

Expect all to take reasonable precautions. Also have pamphlets available. Do not wish to hear of rhythm or withdrawal.

djinnigenie

[A very happy Elissa is holding her communications device and speaking very loudly as if trying to be heard over a great deal of noise. Strangely enough, the only noise is the rather frantic barking of her enormous dog Dane who keeps trying to push his way into the view of the camera.]

Greetings, all! I hope that you can hear me over the celebrations. Kozmotis has been found! It seems half of Ferelden was on the ship, but they are safely with me now. All is well! There is no need to search further!

[She laughs at something only she can hear and casts a brilliant smile to her left.]

Really, you should all come visit this week to meet everyone - Alistair, Leliana (she is the one who is singing!), Zevran, even my brother Fergus and my beloved Loghain are present! If you come, please bring ale as Oghren shall shortly run us out of our supply.

[Dane is still barking as Elissa ends the communication.]

threesovereigns

[Zevran has been trying to ignore the fact that the book found with his gear upon his awakening has been talking. Given that it looks almost exactly like one of the mages' tomes that even he felt would be better not to light-finger, the sounds couldn't possibly be anything good. But the book would not shut up, and the strange place he was in was providing no answers. He turned to a page within it that seemed to be some sort of Fade portal made paper, and after tracing a few moving symbols with a wary fingertip, a blond elf appears on the network.]

Ah, this seems to be working at last and does not seem to have transformed me into a newt. Wonderful!

If you can hear me, I wish to introduce myself.

My name is Zevran, which I first thought would be foolish to share, but upon reflection I have concluded that, should you have been sent to kill me, you likely already know that I am here.

I must ask... does this strange country possess anything approaching a tavern? I confess that I am very lost, and would feel much better if I was considering my fate with a glass of wine in hand.

I am not a man without talents, so if the wine comes with a price... well, let us negotiate, yes?

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