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[restoretherace]

[Inside: ADVENTURES]

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[restoretherace]

Not a lot of people.

How are you?

[piratey]

Well, for a while I was wondering where I am and how I got here, but then I decided to just roll with it.

... I think I'm going to have a margarita.

[restoretherace]

[She shrugs.] I don't know about you; in my case I think it's the Initiative's way of sending us on furlough. Have you been conscripted or not? Either way a drink will probably help.

[piratey]

[she orders her drink, then sighs]

Let me guess; you're talking game stuff, right? Sorry, Kanaya. I've been away from that universe for more than ten years. Sgrub isn't a part of my life anymore.

[restoretherace]

[She shakes her head.] I'm talking about a different kind of war. Probably might as well be Prospit and Derse for all it presumably has to do with you now, though.

[piratey]

Right.

So if you got out of the game too, where did you end up?

[restoretherace]

Exsilium, which is basically Prospit on Earth. The United Earth is our Derse. I've been fighting in their war since... pretty much since the last time we saw each other. [That's simpler.] And where have you been?

[piratey]

[she has to take a moment to dig through her memory to remember exactly what Prospit and Derse symbolized in the game, but eventually she seems satisfied with Kanaya's explanation]

A broken-down city that was stranded in time.

[restoretherace]

[Eyebrows rise.] That seems to be a constant with these interdimensional escapades. Time being overly complicated, I mean.

[piratey]

We've been working to fix it for a long time. It's... slow-going.

[restoretherace]

[Mild grimace.] Same here. A lot of people come and go in the meantime...

[piratey]

... And lose their memories when they come back.

[restoretherace]

...Or arrive with even less memories than they started out with.

[piratey]

Right.

I wonder if your place and my place are connected somehow.

[restoretherace]

There are a lot of realms of such a nature out there. Yours would make... about the sixth I've heard of. It's a pretty common impulse of - human scientists or soldiers living on a ruined or otherwise wrong planet, usually, I think [details get fuzzy after a while and she never did find out for sure how much of that was the case for Carriero] - to come to the conclusion they should build a machine to keep them company.

[piratey]

That wasn't how it is for us, though. We got there by accident.

[restoretherace]

Oh. How much so?

[piratey]

This group of scientists made a machine that pulled us in by accident. We're still working to fix that.

[restoretherace]

So it was supposed to do something else entirely... interesting.

[piratey]

Probably something related, but, yeah. They definitely didn't bring us there because they wanted to.

Oooof course, there are people who've been around for a long time who don't want to leave anymore. Once you've been somewhere for years and years, it has a way of growing on you.

[restoretherace]

Especially if your circumstances beforehand weren't exactly desirable anyway.

[piratey]

Is that how you feel?

[restoretherace]

Unequivocally.

[piratey]

So what's in your future?

[restoretherace]

...A lot of humanity, I guess. You're the first troll I've seen in a sweep or two now.