Call Network | UN: Merlin

[alwaysforhim]

Hello!

[That's a good start, he thinks.]

I'm quite new here-- this is all quite fascinating. How many others are there here? What are your worlds like? I know those are rather broad questions, but I've never encountered people from other worlds before-- or at least, not friendly ones. Do you have magic where you're from? Is the technology anything like it is here? What--

[Breathe, Merlin. He cuts himself off with an apologetic little grin.]

Sorry. But it's exciting, isn't it! I'm in-- I think it's called Sorcery? But I'm going to be heading through all the bits of the city over the next few weeks-- or, at well, as much as I can, anyway, I'm manservant to a prince, I can't just disappear for ages, even he'd notice-- but when I'm here, anyway. Have any of you ever encountered devices like these? They're terribly convenient, I wish I could take it back home.

Oh! Sorry-- my name's Merlin!

Comments

un: attar

[digiorno]

[Oh no, what a nerd. Giorno loves to meet fellow nerds, but generally those meetings go better when said nerds are not already talking to his supervillain dad. Why is his life so complicated. Dios mio.]

If you need a tour guide, let me know. I've been to most places, enough to know that you'll probably need to sit down a bit when you get to Tomorrow. As to your questions, I would say . . . they've all got complicated answers. But there is something similar to magic where I come from, yes, and I'd be happy to tell you about my world if you tell me about yours first, just so I don't repeat myself.

. . . Or someone else.

[There is a slight resemblance between him and the first commenter, let's just say that.]

[alwaysforhim]

Well . . . if you're offering to guide me, I could tell you in person? I'd rather meet someone in person than talk over this all the time, honestly.

[digiorno]

That works just fine. [And he can talk shit without being overheard, soooo . . .] Where are you in Sorcery? I can meet you.

[alwaysforhim]

Er--

[He glances around-- and then does a little turnaround, all in a circle, communicator and all, like that might help.]

I passed a pub a little ways back-- the Slaughtered Boar, does that sound familiar?

[digiorno]

[Why are you like this . . .]

It does a bit. I can find you as long as you don't wander too far.

[alwaysforhim]

I'll be out front!

[Not, as others might imply, wasting all his time and money drinking. Just waiting, excited and a little impatient, but very much the picture of friendly.]

[digiorno]

[It does take him a little while to get there, because while Sorcery isn't his least favorite part of the Sevenfold City, it's not the best, either. Very smoky, fairly dirty, not nearly #aesthetic enough. But he'll go there a hundred times before he steps into Tomorrow, tell you what.]

[He looks as put-together as he always does, that is to say very, as he steps up to the . . . Slaughtered Boar. Who the hell named this place, good lord.]

[alwaysforhim]

I don't think I caught your name.

[He offers that with a little grin, stepping forward, one hand offered.]

But thank you for coming. It's nice to see someone else who doesn't come from here.