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tushanshu_ooc2015-07-19 06:51 pm
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He nodded back. "Evening." A large man; the sort of man who would have been living high and well in Dunwall, his death worth quite a lot of money to someone somewhere in the city. But this wasn't Dunwall. With each passing hour, that became more and more obvious. In Dunwall, people didn't approach strangers on rooftops. "What are you doing up here?"
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According to most of the denizens, the trouble had passed. But Klaus was not a stupid man- Idealistic? Yes. Honest? To a fault. But not stupid. He was attentive, and he listened. Hushed whispers promptly cut off and hurried, furtive glances in the markets. Something was amiss.
He lacked contacts. But worse, he lacked a team. Klaus wasn't suited to working alone, but until he got better acquainted with the other residents, he had to make do. He wanted to help. But he needed to get a feel for things before he was much use beyond brute strength.
Klaus wondered if this stranger was of like-mind. Another trying to get their bearings. Or perhaps he'd interrupted something sinister.
"Klaus Reinherz," he introduced himself, and gave a gentlemanly bow. "Have you been here long?"
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Water Sector. Districts, Daud had assumed, and so far he was right; but he'd never seen districts look as different from one another as these did. In Dunwall, districts were divided by purpose, not appearance.
But if he started listing all the differences between Dunwall and Keeliai, they would be here all night.
He didn't ask how long Klaus had been here. The man's previous answer made that obvious enough. Instead, Daud put one gloved hand on the rooftop to steady himself and looked over. "Daud," he said, by way of an introduction. He was an unknown in this city. No one would care what his name was, or how he'd entered it. "What past occurrences did you pick up on?"
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"A pleasure, Daud." But there were bigger things to discuss. There wasn't room for small talk.
"A number of worrying things. Recent kidnappings and attacks. There was an... incident about a year and a half ago that I don't have much in ways of details on yet. Between that and the rising tension with the locals, I feel like I've walked to the precipice of ...something."
Living in Jerusalem's Lot, you picked up a sense for these sorts of things. This wasn't the first time worlds collided for him. He was starting to develop some theories.
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Daud didn't have any sort of sense for worlds colliding, but he did pick up a sense about people. And right now, looking down at the street below, he couldn't have agreed with Klaus's conclusions more.
"What incident?" he asked. Daud wasn't told anything about the place's history - just that they were on the back of a continent-sized turtle, and he still wasn't sure if he believed that or not. He'd seen stranger. "Is it to do with what's bringing us here?"
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There was something about the way his jaw tightened and his fist clenched that betrayed the roiling fury under his otherwise controlled and composed demeanor.
"I believe, before, it was bringing people deliberately. Now...? I'm not so sure. Many things are uncertain at the present time, it seems."
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Attention, citizens of Dunwall. The heir to the throne, Emily Kaldwin, is still missing. Anyone with information...
"It?" Daud turned to look at Klaus, his face openly sceptical. "Are you telling me the turtle chose to bring people here?"
How was a bit of a moot point. Daud didn't have any problem accepting that a sentient being could be capable of dragging people out of their worlds; he'd been a victim of that for longer than he cared to remember. But... a turtle? A giant turtle making the considered decision to increase the population on its back?
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There were, after all, no diabolical villains such as Femt proudly proclaiming their schemes. And so many of the people he'd met pulled from other worlds seemed good-natured enough that their presence didn't seem like some malevolent scheme against the city's inhabitants.
He looked to Daud, curious. "If I may, where were you originally from?"
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But if Daud was reading the situation right, anyone who came from the same world he did would, eventually, have to become an ally.
"Serkonos," he said, "if you've heard of it. If you haven't, it doesn't really matter what I say, does it?"
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He stepped back from the ledge, satisfied about whatever he'd surveyed, and made noted in a little book.
"My apologies. You're a new arrival. If you need a place to stay, Mr Shudder's lodgings are quite accommodating."
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He glanced over at the little book, then back down at the street below them. "In that case," he said a tad belatedly, "where are you from?"