[He jerks as he wakes, the phone on his chest sliding off and clicking on. It’s completely ignored by its new owner who neither knows what it is nor cares at that exact moment. His eyes narrow in the darkness, hands shifting to press against the material-is he captured? Why would they put him in a bag? Much less one so flimsy.]
What nonsense is this
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I doubt the empty room will be able to give you any.
[He knows that face. He's seen it enough in old reports and newsfeeds. Never thought he'd see it alive, but. Abax did love surprises. Particularly alarming ones.]
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[He pauses, tilting his head down to follow the voice to the phone and crouches to pick it up. The camera shakes as he inspects it and he snorts derisively.]
How primitive. Identify yourself.
[Desolas stands and again glances around the empty room.]
I assumed my captors would remain within hearing distance and the room may not have provided a response, but you have. Where is this?
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Presumably another universe. Doubtless someone will brief you on the specifics.
[He's preoccupied with Saren's response. Confirmation on who he was talking to.]
Welcome back, General Arterius.
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What technology would transfer us from one universe to another?
[Pause, that was... oddly phrased. If this was Palaven maybe.]
Back? As far as I'm aware I haven't been anywhere.
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[VOICE]
What -
[There’s a long, silent, pause as Saren took in the figure displayed on the feed. His eyes didn't deceive him. Of all of the things that he expected from the city, an old dead memory was not one of them.]
What is this? Some sort of joke? Or a trick, perhaps?
[His voice is controlled, but there's almost a hint of carefully concealed fury underneath it.]
No, I suppose that would be far too simple, wouldn't it?
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[His eyes narrow on the device, there's no mistaking his brother's voice but it... sounds different and he can hear the rage underneath it. It's unexpected, considering Desolas had brought him on the mission.
Unless Saren is blaming him for this.]
Unhappy to see me, brother?
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[Perma Voice;]
[Not a hallucination, then. If not for the fact that he was technically dead himself, Saren would have deemed this interaction to be impossible. It's been 26 years since the time he killed his brother, and Saren hadn't thought of him since. How did the city benefit from this? What relevance did Desolas Arterius have anymore? It seemed too...personal. Saren growled.]
Just surprised.
[He paused. Did Desolas remember his last message? Saren recalled that time worked differently here.]
Enlighten me. What's the last thing that you remember?
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Surprised? We only just saw one another. I invited you to join my mission on Shanxi to find our absent ship. [Read: the artifact] We arrived planet-side not an hour ago.
[Desolas' features darken.]
Are you going to explain yourself or continue asking questions?
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...Seriously? Is whoever running this place collecting Turians with the racial stick-up-the-ass trait in extra potency?
Because I'm pretty sure that's the worst hobby I've ever heard of.
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[Scoff]
I would consider collecting useless humans a far poorer one.
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'Least we're pretty.
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This place is just full of surprises...
Hello, Desolas.
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[Well, obviously his reputation has preceded him but here it's just irritating that people know who he is when he doesn't know them.]
I don't believe we've met.
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Still, word travels, and if you're anybody in the galaxy, you know all the important players. My name is Aria.
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Self-proclaimed 'Queen' of Omega. I would not have expected to meet you here.
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