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Attention citizens.

You havve made the stupendous mistake of kidnappin one Commander Orphaner Dualscar, destroyer a wworlds an' scourge a the stars.

In light a your obvvious ignorance, and the admittedly pleasant surroundins, I'll be generous. You havve half an hour to explain wwhere I am, howw I got here, and wwhy, and to showw me the exit. It's the ocean, I can make my owwn wway from there.

I'm wwaiting. Don't fuckin disappoint me.

One last wwarnin: I'm not a vvery patient troll.

[OOC: I'm happy to do action tags/prose in the comments, too. Anyone who wants to run into him in person can find him wandering the main thoroughfare around the Lamufao, using his starfish phone thingy to monitor the network]

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As a matter of fact, I do.

[Exasperated!]

It's called a robot and I am quite capable of constructing one for you within the day. Whether or not you had a hand in ensuring the Helmsman's disobedience, a robotic construct would be considerably more suited for such mundane tasks. Honestly, what would the Condesce think...

[Yes, he went there. Sighing, he gets to the final point.]

Has anyone told you of the experiments- also referred to as 'curses'- that are done here?

[He nods, suppressing his surprise at the offer. The jab about the Condesce makes him roll his eyes.] Vvery wwell, then get me one a those. It'll wwork better in the long run.

But I'll still be requirin' it to report in to me. I wwant to monitor it, givven its close association wwith the Signless. [You don't have a problem with that, do you Darkleer? No? Good]

People havve mentioned the curses, but havven't gone into detail.

[This works excellently to Darkleer's benefit as well. Not only will the Helmsman be free of such trivial servitude, but one of Darkleer's own creations will be able to keep an eye on Dualscar.]

[Oh, highblood politics.]

That has already been done, sir. All Alternian rebels have been watched closely. [Not that it's hard, considering that they won't stop pestering him...]

As for the curses... [A breath.] On occasion, this place has been known to make strange events occur. They are temporary, lasting only for a week or two, and are preceded by the coral in the plaza and tattoos on all of us glowing. There is no way to predict what will occur. I believe I heard one week saw the individuals of this place changing race and their abilities.

The most recent experiment forced individuals to confess secrets- or occasionally false ones. Considering the Helmsman knows classified information, this distressed him considerably and has caused havoc for his programming. I have been meeting with him regularly to address this.

[His eyes narrow a bit] So you say, Expatriate. Excuse me if I perform my owwn survveillance, givven your track record wwhen it comes to those exact rebels is not exactly unblemished.

[His eyes widen a little at this explanation] And wwe havve no idea wwhy this occurs or howw to stop it?

[Darkleer's jaw tightens at that.]

One mistake in that entire campaign, and only after I had accomplished the chosen task of executing the Signless. I am well aware of what I am doing.

And no. [He shrugs.] There have been individuals here for two years who have still not been able to discover the cause.

You wwere banished for that one mistake. But provvidin that you provve yourself to me, wwe have no problems, Darkleer. You can't blame me for bein' cautious, givven the number a rebels here. From wwhat I can see, you an the Helmsman are the only twwo I can rely on, an the Helmsman hardly counts as it is.

[He nods] Wwe'll havve to keep tryin, then. Anythin' else I need to knoww?

[It takes work to keep his mouth shut like that, but work is what he is used to. Darkleer simply gives a stiff nod.]

[Anything else he needs to know? Well, for Darkleer's purposes...]

I believe not, Commander, save that I will have the mechanical servant sent to you in the next day.

[He inclines his head] Vvery good, then. I expect you to report to me anythin a note that you think I'd wwant to knoww, understood?

Understood perfectly, sir.

[So the bare minimum, then.]

Is there anything else you want, sir, or is that all?

[Sigh, his life is so hard. He flicks a hand]

No, that wwill be all for now. You're dismissed.

Thank you, sir.

[As he turns to leave, Darkleer feels a sense of smug satisfaction rise inside him.]

[This meeting could not have gone any better.]

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