08-29-2016, 07:11 AM
Through sheer strength of stoicism, or through plain inability to be ruffled in any way, Jayce unerringly kept his cool. He remained level and neutral, and calmly answered the myriad questions that the new prime had, even the unbelievably obvious ones. Information about the various verses, repeats on the "sorry, but what's this thing?" deal from the first time around, and far too many other questions and resulting explanations to keep track of. It was actually not too unpleasant a meeting with a new prime, as far as things went. Highly confusing, and unorthodox, but still probably turning out for the better compared to how some newcomers tended to go about their first meeting with Empire authorities.
"...and that is the gate that leads to Camelot, the verse which is home to the Kingdom, who we are locked in a long-standing war with. Open hostilities are at a minimum now, as we each tend to our own matters." Jayce produced the by now typical blue hologram of the gate to Camelot over his upturned palm. "I'm obligated by Imperial guideline to inform you that as a Prime you are free to go your own way and make your own decision, but encouraged to advise you against throwing your lot in with the Kingdom."
"See, you're not supposed to mention that whole 'obligated by Imperial guidelines' part, Jayce..." Corbinian, having seated himself on the ground, just shook his head with an overly dramatic sigh. "Remember...some things you keep internalized. Don't say 'em out loud. We talked about this."
Jayce didn't say anything for a moment, just slowly closed his hand into a loose fist, shutting off the hologram. "....I wasn't supposed to say that." He finally echoed Corbninian's sentiment. "I am not very good at relaying things beyond facts."
Corbinian just chuckled. "Yeah, yeah, we know, big guy, don't worry about it. Everyone makes mistakes."
"Besides..." Now it was Stanek's turn to speak up, having finally thrown off his initial unease about this whole situation. "Might be best to get that out in the open, anyway. No sense keeping it under false pretenses." He turned his helmeted gaze directly to the little blue child-like prime. "It's our duty to get as many new primes as we can to join our ranks, and bolster our numbers and strength. For whatever may come. You've a standing invitation to join us, if you can take care of some basic tasks to show you're up to it."
Graowr just tilted her head to one side, looking up at the sergeant. For once, there was a clear display of emotion on her face, which had definitely helped to set aside the unease of the situation. Wide-eyed wonder highlighted her otherwise featureless expression, as she seemed to be working rather hard at pondering over something. "Okay," she finally said. "I guess I could try and do that."
Just like that? Really? It wasn't exactly unheard of for new primes to so readily accept an invitation to join the Empire, but it was always a pleasant shock when they did. "Well, that's certainly good to hear."
"Yeah, well...I don't really have anything else I could really do." The wide-eyed wonder on her expression had faded, back into a more neutral, blank state, as she shrugged, looking clueless. "Except wander around for a while until something looks cool, I guess...but that would take a long time, probably, and not be a whole lot of fun."
"Well, that right there sure is a reason, if I ever heard one," Sisto piped up, clear amusement even in his barely filtered tone.
"...and that is the gate that leads to Camelot, the verse which is home to the Kingdom, who we are locked in a long-standing war with. Open hostilities are at a minimum now, as we each tend to our own matters." Jayce produced the by now typical blue hologram of the gate to Camelot over his upturned palm. "I'm obligated by Imperial guideline to inform you that as a Prime you are free to go your own way and make your own decision, but encouraged to advise you against throwing your lot in with the Kingdom."
"See, you're not supposed to mention that whole 'obligated by Imperial guidelines' part, Jayce..." Corbinian, having seated himself on the ground, just shook his head with an overly dramatic sigh. "Remember...some things you keep internalized. Don't say 'em out loud. We talked about this."
Jayce didn't say anything for a moment, just slowly closed his hand into a loose fist, shutting off the hologram. "....I wasn't supposed to say that." He finally echoed Corbninian's sentiment. "I am not very good at relaying things beyond facts."
Corbinian just chuckled. "Yeah, yeah, we know, big guy, don't worry about it. Everyone makes mistakes."
"Besides..." Now it was Stanek's turn to speak up, having finally thrown off his initial unease about this whole situation. "Might be best to get that out in the open, anyway. No sense keeping it under false pretenses." He turned his helmeted gaze directly to the little blue child-like prime. "It's our duty to get as many new primes as we can to join our ranks, and bolster our numbers and strength. For whatever may come. You've a standing invitation to join us, if you can take care of some basic tasks to show you're up to it."
Graowr just tilted her head to one side, looking up at the sergeant. For once, there was a clear display of emotion on her face, which had definitely helped to set aside the unease of the situation. Wide-eyed wonder highlighted her otherwise featureless expression, as she seemed to be working rather hard at pondering over something. "Okay," she finally said. "I guess I could try and do that."
Just like that? Really? It wasn't exactly unheard of for new primes to so readily accept an invitation to join the Empire, but it was always a pleasant shock when they did. "Well, that's certainly good to hear."
"Yeah, well...I don't really have anything else I could really do." The wide-eyed wonder on her expression had faded, back into a more neutral, blank state, as she shrugged, looking clueless. "Except wander around for a while until something looks cool, I guess...but that would take a long time, probably, and not be a whole lot of fun."
"Well, that right there sure is a reason, if I ever heard one," Sisto piped up, clear amusement even in his barely filtered tone.