[Hello hello! This morning is looking to be a chilly one, if the view of New Bark Town over this particular feed is any indication; the ground is covered in a crisp blanket of white, the scenery is undisturbed, and the...uh, well, the feed is suddenly winging upward to shoot you a lovely and vaguely motion-sickness-inducing view of the sky. There's
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[After another moment of ensuring he looks his best (it's the Fuhrer's son, of course appearance matters! He wouldn't want to be forgettable, now would he?), Archer finally turns on the 'Gear.]
I suppose you could say you were kidnapped; but this is hardly the sort of situation that you're describing.
[While Archer doesn't sound like he's talking down to Selim, he certainly does sound more pleasant than he normally does! This is his "I'm totally sane, right guys?" tone here, so just roll with it.]
It's difficult to explain, but this seems to be a different world entirely, separate from Amestris. Several of us have been brought here as well.
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...as much as one can roll with information like that, wtf.]
A different world? How...?
[Headtilt.]
What do you mean?
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I'm afraid I don't know. I doubt anyone knows how we arrived here; it seems to be the sort of question that's better left unanswered. You'll find there are quite a few of those in this world.
[Archer frowns for a moment before continuing.]
Unfortunately, that's really all I know. If you have any questions about this world, I will do my best to answer them, though I've only been here for three months.
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[..."tries" being the key word there...]
But you're from the military in Amestris, right? You work for my father?
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[...Well... let's see if we need to go babysit Bradley's son.]
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[Oh god this is so awk]
What's your name, anyway? Mister...um...oh!
[He'll just be leaning closer to that device, trying to get a better look at that rank insignia on your shoulder, Archer - hope you don't mind that camera view being all forehead for a moment before he backs up again!]
...you're a Colonel, right?
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[Archer nods promptly at that last question; it makes sense that Selim would know the military rankings - hell, Archer knew all of them by age ten, at least.]
Yes, Colonel Archer. It's a pleasure to meet you.
[...He's... not entirely sure what to call Selim. Does he go by first name? Last name? Sir? He has absolutely no idea what the proper etiquette for this situation is...]
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