exsiliumlogs | we couldn't break from the concrete

Date & Time: May 17th, morning to afternoon
Location: Out and about in the city. Thass is going shopping for things and poking about the city. Only place he won't show up is the gardens, p. much.
Characters: Thassarian, Maria Thorpe, and Jaime Reyes, mostly. Open to others, though, if you wanna run into a dead dude!
Summary: I PROMISED FEY AND JAINA THAT THEIR CHARACTERS COULD MEET THE UNDEAD DUDE WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME THEY WANT ON HIS CR CHART TO START THE REP GRIND
Warnings: mentions about death. And stuff...? Maybe...?

[There were still some things he needed to pick up for the farm, and he needed other things, too. Clothes, especially. More like what he was wearing now- he was starting to warm up to these earth clothes. Figuratively, that was.

Again, as usual, he is wearing his black combat boots, olive pants, black shirt, tan raincoat, and black gloves. You can find him wandering about the city. Maybe it's on the bus, or at a small clothing shop ~~SHOPPIN AT THE BIG AND TALL????~~. He'll also be stopping in at a bar for a beer at some point because what are you gonna do]

((OOC: tag in with location and such, bbs. Any location that works best for you is fine by me. <3))

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I've never heard of it, but... I haven't heard of many places outside of our solar system.

[Jaime ends up picking up a blue sweater, which he can admit is frankly a little ridiculous. Most of his wardrobe had been in varying shades of blue even before he became the Blue Beetle, but there's such a thing as taking a theme too far.

In acquiescence to this, he picks up a green one and simply tugs it over his shirt to try it on.]

What happened to your kingdom?

[He almost lies to him, but Thassarian is an honest man, and he hates lying to people. He falls silent for a moment, thinking of how to word it.]

My prince...well, he didn't have the best intentions. Something was broken in him.

[It was the best way he could put it.]

He created an undead army, and stormed the kingdom. I was part of that army...but I have my free will, again.

Lordaeron is in ruins, and the only people that live there now are undead, like myself.

[There's not much to say to that. It's utterly unfamiliar to have anyone be that transparent about their own roots, particularly when the aforesaid roots sounds beyond unpleasant.

He knows of the existence of too many crazy things to truly doubt Thassarian's claims, but they sound unearthly even by his standards.

He supposes this is due to the fact that Thassarian isn't exactly from Earth.]

That sounds awful. [He rubs at the back of his neck.] Um, congratulations on getting free from that, anyway.

What matters now is what I do with myself, not dwelling on how awful it might have been.

[A thin smile. It's what he tells himself, at least.]

What part of Earth are you from? I don't know very much about it.

That's a good way of looking at it. [He offers Thassarian a feeble smile of his own, unsure as to how someone may remain upbeat in the face of something that sounds so awful... but it takes all types.]

Huh. I'm not sure what to tell you without knowing what you already know. Have you heard of America?

I haven't. Is that a kingdom?

[He really he is interested this is really neat. He smiles a bit, encouraging Jaime to tell him ALL ABOUT IT.]

Nope. America's a country - and a democracy, so we haven't got a King. We've got a president.

[Does he even know what that is? This guy is from way back, it looks like.] Um, a president's the guy that we vote in to lead.

You vote? Huh. That's...different. How do you decide who votes? Is it just lords, then?

[Feudal society mans is greatly confused by your democracy.]

How do you decide who is king, then? Or, president, rather...if they don't train for it and learn what they need to?

What happens to those that lose the vote?

[He tilts his head at Jaime. This was all very interesting. The closest the could think of was something like the city of Dalaran, but he'd never heard of a council electing a leader to serve a whole country before.

Interesting.]

You've gotta be eighteen or older - [that counts him out, which is just as well considering how little attention he pays to politics] - and an American citizen, basically. That's sort of the idea behind it - everyone getting a fair say in who's in charge.

[He shrugs. He knows a lot of people have a problem with their system, but that's the extent of it.] There's a couple of political parties that back up the people running. I guess you don't get to that point without any training. And the loser just goes back to doing whatever he was doing before he started the campaign.

[He scratches at his beard.]

That's very different from my home. Interesting, though.

[He wasn't sure how such a system would work, though, with the common and, he assumed, uneducated, making the decisions of who ran the place.]

We have one city that's almost its own country...it's is run by a council headed by a main mage. Like that?

It's probably as close as we're going to get. We used to do the whole royalty thing - [now he's really oversimplifying things, but he didn't pay that much attention in history and he doesn't feel like including the details in Earth History 101] - but then we switched over.

we couldn't break from the concrete - OPEN

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WOW HERE I AM A WEEK LATER YEAH GO ME

IT'S ALL GOOD

WELCOME TO DEE'S HOUSE OF RLY LATE TAGS YEAH

WE HAVE SOFT TACOS

GAS-POWERED STICK!

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