10-01-2016, 05:22 PM
There was that sense of wrongness again! The situation was actually rather familiar for Nezha; if familiar only in that vague and nebulous way which usually hints at something being very wrong indeed. Hinting in all manner of ominous ways. The first of these two qualities, the vagueness and nebulousness of it all, was just now starting to register to Nezha, how much there was about where he come from before, beyond that ignoble... semi-ending that the deity-being Omni had saved him from. The second facet, the... ominous quality of what it hinted towards had yet to even grace his mind. All this new information about the Omniverse, as it was apparently called (and who seriously named a universe after themselves?) was steadily pushing any mental processing tasks regarding ominous hints further and further down the list of priorities.
Right, there was a war here too, if a cold one. "Wait, a war here as well?" the young man thought with alarm. "Where did that idea come from?" Judging from their reactions it seemed as if it had been spot on, a proper bullseye so to say, but that would usually not have been his first conclusion. It seemed that the aggressive questioning were not the only things out of his normal mode of behaviour here. Oh, yeah, that was another thing that was bothering him; why was he acting so aggressively? Nezha was by his very nature not a man of conflict. In a fight his preferred move was always running away, preferably in an as quick and immediate manner possible. He knew that it had something to do with his life in school, but he wasn't entirely sure... Oh, right, that trooper who liked to explain things, Jayce, was talking again. "I guess I better pay attention then," Nezha thought resolutely. He was likely to learn even more about this strange place.
Nezha's astonishment at the sheer and utter weirdness of the Omniverse only continued to mount as Jayce talked. Sisto's interjections certainly helped with that task, the one of keeping Nezha's mind reeling. Nezha had always been a rather large fan of science fiction before he got sucked into the world of Air Treks, and as far as he remembered there was quite a bit that could be accomplished by using AT-derived technology. The seemingly super-futuristic nature of Coruscant and the Empire was something that he could accept. Even something as alien as Graowr was not outside of the realm of his expectations, there was some sort of law or (what was that other word, postulate?) some such that claimed it inevitable for intelligent life other than Human to exist. But magic? As in real actual magic? And it was all based on the 'weird' physics of this reality? A reality that not only had magic, but also contained several sub-set realities too?
"Wait, what's a sub-set again?" Nezha couldn't help but think as his mind desperately latched on to something less sanity-breaking than magic, witchcraft, high sorcery, or whatever you want to call it actually being a goddamned thing in this completely ludicrous place. Sisto's second interjection gladly steered his mind away from those matters that would take a... little more time to get used to, to put it more mildly. Nezha had absolutely ZERO interest in becoming part of any war. He ran, very quickly, as it was something he did well. Fighting for his life is not really something he would ever want to do. Ok, what would be the best way... a few seconds of quiet, to properly ponder potential possibilities, and an answer presented itself. It had the added benefit of not being so aggressive as to be uncharacteristic of himself. Yeah, pat yourself on the back for that one, Nezha. "I... I'm sorry, but it looks like I won't be joining you on Coruscant." The statement interrupted Jayce before he could elaborate on the nuances of the conflict, for Sisko's remarks had not fully covered them in all their glory. "It's not that I have anything against you guys, or Coruscant which actually sounds like a more reasonable place than Camelot, but I have no real idea of how or why I appeared here. I don't want to throw myself headfirst into a conflict between what sounds to be two universes." The fly-wheels where still spinning at significant velocity so Nezha stepped back slightly, as to more easily get away. There was resignation in his voice. "Don't worry, I'm not to join any side in this weird conflict," looking to Graowr he continued, "We might meet later on, but for now I've got to Run!" Nezha hopped back, not knowing if they would try to grab him, half-turning in mid-air. The brief air time terminated as Nezha engaged the fly-wheels and vanished in a cloud of dust at maximum velocity.
There was a brief silence among the remaning group of seven before Sisko opened his mouth again. "Well, with a guy that all over the place I'm glad I still have all of my limbs attached." The tone was joking but his squadmates knew it was just an act in this case. "That could have gone a lot worse."
[Nezha Absconds!!! out of the thread.][/color]
Right, there was a war here too, if a cold one. "Wait, a war here as well?" the young man thought with alarm. "Where did that idea come from?" Judging from their reactions it seemed as if it had been spot on, a proper bullseye so to say, but that would usually not have been his first conclusion. It seemed that the aggressive questioning were not the only things out of his normal mode of behaviour here. Oh, yeah, that was another thing that was bothering him; why was he acting so aggressively? Nezha was by his very nature not a man of conflict. In a fight his preferred move was always running away, preferably in an as quick and immediate manner possible. He knew that it had something to do with his life in school, but he wasn't entirely sure... Oh, right, that trooper who liked to explain things, Jayce, was talking again. "I guess I better pay attention then," Nezha thought resolutely. He was likely to learn even more about this strange place.
Nezha's astonishment at the sheer and utter weirdness of the Omniverse only continued to mount as Jayce talked. Sisto's interjections certainly helped with that task, the one of keeping Nezha's mind reeling. Nezha had always been a rather large fan of science fiction before he got sucked into the world of Air Treks, and as far as he remembered there was quite a bit that could be accomplished by using AT-derived technology. The seemingly super-futuristic nature of Coruscant and the Empire was something that he could accept. Even something as alien as Graowr was not outside of the realm of his expectations, there was some sort of law or (what was that other word, postulate?) some such that claimed it inevitable for intelligent life other than Human to exist. But magic? As in real actual magic? And it was all based on the 'weird' physics of this reality? A reality that not only had magic, but also contained several sub-set realities too?
"Wait, what's a sub-set again?" Nezha couldn't help but think as his mind desperately latched on to something less sanity-breaking than magic, witchcraft, high sorcery, or whatever you want to call it actually being a goddamned thing in this completely ludicrous place. Sisto's second interjection gladly steered his mind away from those matters that would take a... little more time to get used to, to put it more mildly. Nezha had absolutely ZERO interest in becoming part of any war. He ran, very quickly, as it was something he did well. Fighting for his life is not really something he would ever want to do. Ok, what would be the best way... a few seconds of quiet, to properly ponder potential possibilities, and an answer presented itself. It had the added benefit of not being so aggressive as to be uncharacteristic of himself. Yeah, pat yourself on the back for that one, Nezha. "I... I'm sorry, but it looks like I won't be joining you on Coruscant." The statement interrupted Jayce before he could elaborate on the nuances of the conflict, for Sisko's remarks had not fully covered them in all their glory. "It's not that I have anything against you guys, or Coruscant which actually sounds like a more reasonable place than Camelot, but I have no real idea of how or why I appeared here. I don't want to throw myself headfirst into a conflict between what sounds to be two universes." The fly-wheels where still spinning at significant velocity so Nezha stepped back slightly, as to more easily get away. There was resignation in his voice. "Don't worry, I'm not to join any side in this weird conflict," looking to Graowr he continued, "We might meet later on, but for now I've got to Run!" Nezha hopped back, not knowing if they would try to grab him, half-turning in mid-air. The brief air time terminated as Nezha engaged the fly-wheels and vanished in a cloud of dust at maximum velocity.
There was a brief silence among the remaning group of seven before Sisko opened his mouth again. "Well, with a guy that all over the place I'm glad I still have all of my limbs attached." The tone was joking but his squadmates knew it was just an act in this case. "That could have gone a lot worse."
[Nezha Absconds!!! out of the thread.][/color]
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