"You underestimate the stakes. We wish to see ourselves reflected throughout the whole of reality; that is the World." And it is indeed an enormous prize.
"There are six others of my Chosen currently in ambit, and five out."
Nero's eyebrows lift. That is enormous. So much so that for a moment, he fears for what he has gone and fallen face-first into. Only a moment, for the grandness of it all quickly sweeps him onward from the feeling. "A team of half a dozen, then. Fine. I don't suppose you're permitted to give out some names?"
"It may." Well, he'll try to cooperate. Or to get them to cooperate with him. He has ways of doing things. And though not a single one of those names is one that's familiar to him, he'll endeavor to remember them.
"I'm something of a latecomer to the team. I don't suppose you or one of your competitors had anything to do with me... finding my way back here?"
"Liminal space. This entire journey your lot seem set on having us make. I'd ask fewer questions if I had more answers in my head, but somehow, I suspect there's quite a lot I've been made to forget." He will not forget Moebius anytime soon, that's for certain... not that it does him very much good here and now.
"Your arrival to Liminal Space was Fortuna's doing. Another of our number Sorts those who have not yet been Chosen, in her absence. After that was completed, I brought you here to speak."
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"There are six others of my Chosen currently in ambit, and five out."
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"Feliciano Vargas, avatar of Northern Italy. Jesse McCree. Randolph Lyall. Right Suzuki. Vilari Mahariel. Yukino Mayuzumi."
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"I'm something of a latecomer to the team. I don't suppose you or one of your competitors had anything to do with me... finding my way back here?"
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