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[A splinter and a crack, a bit of a splash. Yes, this particular feed isn't the cleanest to come about, and the recipient that appears none too long after doesn't look as hot, either. He's definately just woken up from... something, that's for sure, and isn't the slighest bit pleased about it.]

Ahh... where...?

[Another rustling noise, and the General realizes what he's holding... or he would have, under normal circumstances. Whatever it was, it was the most ridiculous-looking device he'd ever see--

It was on.

A moment of confusion, then his brow comes down. With no knowledge as to where he was, or how he'd gotten here, for it to be broadcast to an unknown public was simply, downright demeaning. Whatever was in charge, he would be sure to have a few choice words with them.]

Von all den elenden--!

...

[The Lombax sighs, pinching the brim of his nose. An interesting situation, indeed.]

If there is any sentient life out there, speak now. I'm not in the mood for games.

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_{[Soon enough, Kimblee finds his way to the plaza looking like he's prepared for a blizzard. The only time he's dressed 'casual' was when he'd go out on the streets with Vanitas, so it shouldn't be too much of a surprise all things considered--he does need those long scarves to cover the scars on his throat, after all.

Once he spots Alister, he lifts his hat and offers a small wave with it. And look! Gloves! Gotta keep those tattoos hidden, man.]}

My apologies for making you wait so long, General.

[So says the man greeting the Lombax who's almost never out of uniform. Seriously, that old Praetorian armour looks like it hadn't been removed in decades.

A long white tail swishes as the Major approaches, and he turns, arms folded over his chest with a studying look. So many strange residents here... he had to wonder if they all shared similar, if not worse, fates in their home universes.]

Kimblee. I suppose you're not equipped with a teleporter like the last boy, aren't you?

A teleporter like the la--_[Oh!] Oh heavens no. I've travelled by the portals he uses, but I'm not capable of creating them myself. I'm only human and I'd rather keep it that way.

I must admit; I'm astonished that a child would be capable of creating something the entire Lombax race had struggled with for decades. So I suppose it doesn't matter what species you are, now, does it?

It's not a machine, General. It's... Putting it simply, it's just an ability some people have in the world he came from.

_{[And it's pretty damn awesome to use, too! Except he'd rather keep his heart, so he's not even going to try learning how to create those spiffy corridors.]}

Different worlds have different methods of transportation. _{[A beat.]} I don't know the full details of it myself so it'd be a waste of breath to ask me how it worked, I'm afraid.

Different... abilities, you say? Surely he couldn't create an interdimensional portal out of nothing, could he? That's impossible, even for the Zoni themselves.

[But he saw it happen with his own eyes. A hand comes to the old General's chin as he mulls it over, struggling to make sense of everything. Maybe he couldn't, but maybe it was just his Lombax nature that drove him to try, anyway. He had to find out how things worked.]

You sound like you're well-acquainted.

He can do it just as easily as I can turn a spoon into a bomb with my eyes closed. It's rather interesting from a scientific standpoint, believe me.

_{[But then that next bit actually knocks him off-guard. Well-acquainted.

Aha. Ha. Ha ha. Right.]}

...That's one way of putting it, yes.

Yes, it is.

[His tone is a bit terse, spoken with some obvious disbelief. Truly, there was no way for these 'abilities' to be in the hands of the mortal, right? That was not how the world worked. Only the Zoni were capable of such, and he hadn't since a single one since his arrival.]

Am I to believe you're a scientist, then? Have you any relation with the ones assumed to coordinate our capture?

An alchemist to be exact, and no. I don't. If that was the case, I wouldn't have been marked by them.

Aren't alchemists scientists in their own right?

We are, but that doesn't make me affiliated with our captors.

For your own well-being, I should hope you're not just trying to lead me on.

Are you accusing me of something, General? After I came forth so willingly, too...

We'll have to see, in time. For now, you're an ally and nothing more.

That's fine with me.

Now, if there's anything in particular you'd like to know, feel free to ask and I'll certainly try and answer what I can.

..yes, there is... one thing.

You've clearly known me prior to my arrival - or re-arrival - here, as it were. What is our relationship?

Allies, nothing more and nothing less.

_{[Now that's a big fat lie.]}

If it makes you feel any better, we're also both military men.

...I presumed as much, though I didn't want to pry. Commander, Admiral?

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