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That seemed like a grand waste of time in the aspect of things. [No violence or war? Not exactly thrilling.] If I did not know any better I would have thought it was more getting us all out the way of something here.

[Gives in indifferent shrug.] Not that they would tell us of these things, as they do with most others.

Now then. Who has seen that orc Thrall around recently? I require words with him.

[Filtered to Jaina and Anduin.]

You will both be staying with myself in UNIT 1 2 1 0. I will hear no arguments against this. Bring your things.

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They've been saying they wanna affect subtle shit in the past. I guess we'll just have to see what they do.

At least I got some fuckin' awesome souvenirs.

[Varian's pretty sure sand is not a souvenir.]

Yes and normally with groups of one or two. Not an entire town's worth.

[The black cowboy hat sitting on his head makes for a pretty sweet souvenir in his book.]

That buggin' you too? I know we have some guys who are the shittiest pick for something like this. So why were all of us needed?

[Varian may have kept the linen shirt he'd found himself in, only because it'll be useful one day.

He's back in his armor now though so it's anyone's guess on that.]

They will most likely never tell us. It is not like the Initiative here to be forthcoming with information.

You'd think these dudes would be a bit more willing to talk if they needed us for shit this badly.

[Eddie shrugs, taking off his hat to examine it.]

Sorta like dealing with record execs, except not as huge assholes. At least with those guys, you know they're out to screw you.

Generals don't often tell their soldiers exactly what they are walking into. Otherwise the soldiers wouldn't walk anywhere.

[Trying to...follow Eddie's....example...]

Why deal with someone who would put bolts into you?

Some people can't pass up the chance at fame and fortune.

[Satisfied with his hat, he reaches for his guitar and idly begins tuning it.]

[ He won't hear from Jaina right away. In fact, her response comes delayed by a few hours if only because she has to relearn the stupid tablet. ]

Does that mean we are not returning to Azeroth anytime soon? [ Damn it, she wants to curse at this much older voice, but the name attached to it makes her mind her manners just a bit. ] What of Uther? Is he here as well?

[ By the way, she looks as though several years of her life have been chopped off. She may age fine enough on her own, but the dark circles that she tries to cover up often are completely gone. Back in the good 'ol days when she didn't wear a metal breastplate that exposed her midriff ~~we don't talk about older!Jaina's fashion choices~~ ]

[Varian's just going to stare for a good minute, slowly trying to take that all in. Those things are all things Jaina should know about already. Why does he need to repeat himself?

Nope, he's not figuring this one out yet. Did you change your hair, Jaina?]

No and no. Tell me you did not hit your head recently.

[ Lifting her other hand to feel around the back of her head. ]

There is no soreness. [ Also Varian, you look really old for being around her age. What gives? ] Uther should be able to catch up well enough without me, so there is still hope.

[ That's such a relief to her. ]

[Staring forever. And then it's starting to sink in a little bit. Or at least Varian has suspicions. It's that or Uther is running around somewhere, and that's just too good to be true.]

Have you seen him recently?

Prior to waking up here, yes.

[ Which is why she's so concerned. ] He's not the sort to abandon someone in a strange place. I spoke briefly with a few of the others here and was told I had been here to fight a battle for another world.

[ She was already trying to do that back in Azeroth, so it's not entirely surprising. ] Is this some magic untapped by the mages of our world?

[Varian is so unimpressed with the Initiative right now he could kill them with a single look. Seriously!? This stuff needs to be handled delicately, not exactly Varian's forte but he's going to try. ~~brace yourselves don't say uther is dead don't say it varian~~]

You were not abandoned. You were pulled to this place by a group called the Initiative and their inventions. When we know of a way out, then I will let you know. Until then we are stuck here.

[ ~~that won't last for long let's be real~~ ]

Stuck here. [ She repeats. ] Is there no other way?

[ Jaina can't complain entirely. There's a small voice of reason in the back of her mind where the logical part of her resides insisting that it's for the best that she is no longer riding with Uther and his men. ]

I will come join you at this unit. [ She doesn't think anything in her room is her's, so oops what things? ]

[~~It's so like on the tip of his tongue~~]

There is no other way that the people here know of. The options are to wait for them to figure something out, or to find your own path. No-one so far has managed the latter.

That would be wise, for now.

[Sheesh this place. And stop forgetting to put 'your majesty' on the end of things, Jaina.]

[ She's a bit shell-shocked, Varian. It'll be much different in person once she realizes that he's really here. With a nod, she looks off to the side (to see the number on the unit she's already in) before focusing back on his picture. ]

It should not take me long. [ Her voice drops a bit as the news doesn't settle well with her. ] My apologies, I hope to be better company when face-to-face.

[Jaina's definitely smart to figure it all out, it's just a bit tiresome that before she didn't know what had been going on with Deathwing. And now she's just gone backwards.]

I shall see you soon then. However, if there is no answer at the door it will be due to my meeting with Anduin. Let yourself in.

Father? Is that you?

[Holding the communicator close to his face - welcome to seeing a roughly 10 year old Anduin.]

[Resisting the urge to facepalm so hard. So so hard. He's even clenching his teeth and counting to ten mentally. This place has just messed with his son and he will kick seven bells of crap out the Initiative for even daring.]

Of course it is, Anduin. [At least Varian keeps his tone soft and even manages a slight smile. ~~He's biased when it comes to his babby ok~~]

[Varian, have the most cheerful smile ever from your son. It's dad! And dad is paying attention to him! Not Prestor!]

Can I come and find you now, then?

[Anduin is a smart lad, he can find his way. Alone.]

[ Having visions of Anduin running around unattended, in a place with Deathwing and the Lich King and just no, no chance are they even going to get near his son.]

No, I will come and find you instead and I can show you where the place we're staying at is.

Where do you think you are now?

I could do it.

[Have a small pout, Varian. He's a smart kid, he can do it! Sulking for a few moments, he nevertheless slinks towards the door with his tablet. Upon reaching the doorway, he reads over the numbers, holding the screen upwards for his father to look. Here, magic buzzbox, look at this.]

...Where are we, father?

You could. I could jump from a high ledge and survive, but that does not mean that I should.

[Said in the tone of voice that suggests it's been recited a good few times. At least Varian can recognise the area he's seeing now. He's already setting off, talking as he walks.]

In a place called Exsilium. They do not have enough people, so they are bringing us in to be their people.

Just us?

[He perks up at that, losing the pout for a moment as he peers at the tablet screen.]

Will our people be alright? Don't they need us?

[The people are very important, after all. But if they're there..]

Is ...Lady Prestor here..?

There are a few other people, Jaina will be staying with us too. Our people will be fine, time uh...

[Has to think about this one, give him a second.] The Bronze Dragonflight have stopped things until we get back, so no time will have passed when we return.

[That name alone makes Varian grit his teeth, and off to one side away from the camera he's just punched a hole in some poor wall.]

No she is not.

The Bronze Dragonflight, really? Wow...

[That's exciting! This must be an incredibly important thing then, and for him to be able to share it with his father... well he's just excited to have Varian's attention. He could hear the sound of something - that punch, but remained thankfully oblivious to it. Instead he looks relieved, smiling once more.]

That's good.

[It's the only way he could figure out how to explain it without a hundred questions. Varian doesn't really understand it himself, so it's just easier that way.]

Lord Prestor is here. So if he even talks to you, ignore him and let me know.

[Varian will smash Deathwing's stupid jaw in just for trying.]

They have strange things here, Anduin. You will probably find them intriguing. Like showers- running hot water in a room to wash in.

Lord Prestor?

[He wrinkles his nose, not even trying to hide his dislike for that name and what it entitles.]

If he speaks to me, I will let you know, father.

[Ignoring? Probably not so much, but give him an A for effort. Still, he listens, already intrigued at these strange images Varian paints for him. Hot running water in a room of its own? Wow!]

Can I see? Are you on your way now?

He's evil and will do everything he can to get on your good side, Anduin. Keep that in mind when he rears his ugly head.

[Will be there in a few moments.]

I am almost there. And you will see, they are all in the place we'll be living in.

He won't be getting on my good side.

[Have a soft snort of derision at the very idea. With Varian acting as he is, the boy feels just a bit more brave about voicing his dislike.

At the mention of Varian being close he leaps up, heading towards the nearest voice, excited.]

[That's his boy! Prestor won't even get a look in without Varian knowing about it.]

Jaina will be staying with us, and I will try to make sure there is something to eat. They have stoves here, Anduin, that can conjure up fire with the click of a button.

[Rambling slighty until he spots his little boy, and them he moves in, scooping his son up into a hug. In the months he's been in Exsilium, Anduin is the one thing he's fretted over.]

[Daaaaad the weird man looked at meeeee!]

Jaina will be staying with us too? When do I get to see her?

[He turns just in time to see Varian reaching for him, and as he's lifted up the boy flings an arm about Varian's neck, snuggling in close for a big hug. Grinning in excitement, he doesn't let up for a good long moment before finally leaning back.]

Magic stoves...

[The idea of food does sound good, and he folds the tablet to his stomach, forgetting about it for the time being.]

[OH SHIT. He didn't realize that the King was here. He still remembers the battle at Theramore, and swinging desperately at Varian in an attempt to save his mother.

He stares for a moment before finding his voice.]

Th-thrall is gone?

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