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>> @SWORDARTONLINE | @ALL
[At the equivalent of 03:45 AM, you're getting a voice message because fuck your text feature. ]
Right, question.
Actually two.
First: Imagine you're being chased for a long time. You're unarmed, and yer injured. About to keel over. You can only carry one thing as you're running: a cell phone [a pause, and a rustle - he's waving his hand] or whatever you people use to communicate; or some food.
Which one do you take, and why?
Second question: who here can deal with high tech gadgets? I got a thing that needs checking before we head to the next mission.
Right, question.
Actually two.
First: Imagine you're being chased for a long time. You're unarmed, and yer injured. About to keel over. You can only carry one thing as you're running: a cell phone [a pause, and a rustle - he's waving his hand] or whatever you people use to communicate; or some food.
Which one do you take, and why?
Second question: who here can deal with high tech gadgets? I got a thing that needs checking before we head to the next mission.
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[He doesn't know what a bike is. Every day here involves some internal concession that he really knows nothing, more frequent and simple concessions than he's had to make in years. It's frustrating: at home, he's considered sharp, most of the time, extremely able in all sorts of ways, good at sums and history and the way the world works, with a fine clean hand when he writes a message and a fine way with a blade, too.]
I think killing comes easier to people who don't have to look each other in the eye. But they aren't the better for it. Doesn't mean I wouldn't use arrows in battle, though. I would, and I'd light them on fire, if the conditions were right for it.
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And yeah, there are normal motorbikes or bicycles. Ain’t an expert, but I’ll tell you that those don’t fly. Not unless you have some sort of cutting-edge tech up your sleeve.
[At that last part though, he frowns. While he’s not an adept of killing - it just isn’t his style and death always seems too easy an escape for the people he deals with.]
Sounds like you’re a soldier, but not a killer. That correct?
[private from here on out]
All soldiers are killers, whether they like it or not — or they must be prepared to be. I command them now, but I was a soldier in my turn.
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What's a Unit?
The White Walkers are soldiers that come down from the far North. They look a little like men from a distance, but they aren't men, and there aren't many of them. They raise the dead to fight for them, and they're hard to kill. Fire kills a wight, dragonglass kills a wight, a rare sort of blade kills a wight, but the White Walkers may be immune to fire.
Their army is 100,000 strong.
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Ever heard of zombies? [Can you tell he's frowning?]
oh hey pretend those last few were in the right typeface for voice! I hecked up.
[He sounds baffled, but when he continues, it's more rueful and exhausted.]
No, I've never heard of them. But I have heard of sellswords. I don't think they'd be of much help against the White Walkers unless they understood that they were fighting for themselves as much as anyone else.
no problemo I imagined it would be like that
A monster. Well, a myth. Undead rising to walk again and... eat brains, I guess. [You can tell he's no expert on this. The most experience he had with any of the sorts were people so drugged up they couldn't even feel pain and were influenced to attack him.]
If they're that big a threat, why are they not easily convinced?