Yeah, there’s a reason I haven’t until now. I’m not exactly keen on having rifters rounded up with torches and pitchforks by an angry mob. It already seems close enough, some days.
If that had been on the table seven years ago, you might have been killed on sight, ( does not seem an unreasonable assessment. ) I was honestly surprised no one was in the first place. I'd have argued for it, if someone had told me that was a risk.
( and from a significantly more potentially influential position, too. )
( a normal reaction to this piece of information, maybe, would be some kind of shock or horror or even personal affront. most people might blanch a little at someone saying they’d advocate for him being killed on sight. stephen strange, though, takes a moment to consider and then concludes: )
And you’d have been right to argue for it.
It’s practically what I advocated for our own visitors back home.
Rifters didn't exactly go out of their way to seem trustworthy, at the time. Galadriel threatened to try to open rifts, it was a whole— ( she makes a sound, breath between her teeth. ) Thing.
And then there was the woman trying to yeet herself through a rift, which can’t have been good for reputation, surely. Unless that was the same person?
( there’s his own slight pause. considering, then, )
I can’t purposefully open rifts, even back home. If that’s a concern. It was an accident, an existential mangling of how the spell was supposed to work. There’s a girl back home who can punch her way into other universes and consciously bring people with her, but she’s the only one who can do it. It’s not within my capabilities ordinarily.
( he probably hears her mutter different bitch, but she's more interested in the rest of what he has to say than the finer details of who fucked up what and how in the past already—
especially. especially given, reluctantly, )
I think that it could be within mine.
( hypothetically, but— )
I have the strongest anchor-shard. It has been done. Galadriel believed it could be reproduced, even if we've never— obviously no one pursued that. I'm not going to pursue that.
The closest to what Trevelyan was wielding, before she died — there might be others as powerful, but none moreso to the best of my knowledge. And with Stark's gauntlet, I mean,
( he can probably fill in the shrug that must happen on the other end of the call. )
If anyone could do it, I think it'd be me. Or Stark.
Anyway, no one back then could do the sort of things we've become capable of. Which is for the best, because everyone was falling over their own dicks every other day.
Unless the Chantry mother’s secretly an assassin, sent to worm her way into the heart of Riftwatch and cut off its head from the inside. I’ve been putting some thought into it and it seems possible.
Huh. That makes sense. I’d asked— that kid, the mage, Matthew? ( no, that’s not right, ) Matthias, what the drill was for, and he just made vague noises about fires.
I suppose falling flat on my face ice skating isn’t the worst that could happen at a Satinalia party.
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( and from a significantly more potentially influential position, too. )
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And you’d have been right to argue for it.
It’s practically what I advocated for our own visitors back home.
( +10 approval points for you, gwen )
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interesting. good. but— not what she expected. )
Rifters didn't exactly go out of their way to seem trustworthy, at the time. Galadriel threatened to try to open rifts, it was a whole— ( she makes a sound, breath between her teeth. ) Thing.
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( there’s his own slight pause. considering, then, )
I can’t purposefully open rifts, even back home. If that’s a concern. It was an accident, an existential mangling of how the spell was supposed to work. There’s a girl back home who can punch her way into other universes and consciously bring people with her, but she’s the only one who can do it. It’s not within my capabilities ordinarily.
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especially. especially given, reluctantly, )
I think that it could be within mine.
( hypothetically, but— )
I have the strongest anchor-shard. It has been done. Galadriel believed it could be reproduced, even if we've never— obviously no one pursued that. I'm not going to pursue that.
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It was, admittedly, very impressive.
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( he can probably fill in the shrug that must happen on the other end of the call. )
If anyone could do it, I think it'd be me. Or Stark.
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Oh, fuck you.
( (affectionate) )
Anyway, no one back then could do the sort of things we've become capable of. Which is for the best, because everyone was falling over their own dicks every other day.
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Maker. At this rate, we might live.
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Unless the Chantry mother’s secretly an assassin, sent to worm her way into the heart of Riftwatch and cut off its head from the inside. I’ve been putting some thought into it and it seems possible.
( absolute bullshit, of course he’s joking )
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I think that guy was working independently, and he only managed to kill himself.
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Wait, what?
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( madam )
of a probably mediocre Satinalia party. I think he's why we have the evacuation drills.
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I suppose falling flat on my face ice skating isn’t the worst that could happen at a Satinalia party.
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( she shows up to these things so rarely. )
Oh, and my retired steward did start a fire in the central tower once.
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He wanted to spend his retirement with me, that's all.