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[When the video feed initially comes on, it's pointed slightly too high and catches only the upward flip of hair on the person trying to use it. However the angle is quickly corrected and Tintin comes fully into view.]

I've been doing some digging since my arrival; is it true that the network is the only information delivery system here? No papers at all? [The question's clearly a bit hypothetical, as he barrels forward regardless.] With the network being so active, it seems like it would be easy to misplace high priority information. Or is there a way to break how it's sorted down a little more specifically? By the sound of it, most of us are out of our depths here and it might be a good idea to have some kind of system that's a little more-- [He waffles a moment, looking for the right word.] --well, 'focused' I suppose.

On that note, I'd appreciate any information you might have regarding a few statistics: how long the average Transport stays in Exsilium, any census data on hand, how common the missions the Initiative sends us on are and the like. Any hard fact is a good one.

--Oh! [He sharpens, suddenly serious.] And if anyone knows where to find dog food, I'd appreciate that as well. It comes in a can.

[The feed clicks off.]

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[Tintin opens his mouth, all ready to respond and then stops. Falters. Frowns a bit and--] Oh, 1943 or thereabouts. [And says it in a vague, absent kind of way that clearly suggests he's still turning over the other information.]

I'm sorry, you said that you were...born in 1690? But then-- great snakes that would make you 312 years old! How is that even possible?!

You're exactly right! That's because I'm immortal, you see. That's why I do all the travelling. I have all the time in world, quite literally!

[...Immortal... Tintin pauses to give him a solid once over, shock and awe slowly subsiding into something like disbelief. He's not terribly fond of having his leg pulled...]

Immortal, eh? Have you always been so or did you do something that made you that way?

[Next he'll be meeting vampires or mummies.]

I drank an elixir of immortality. My friend summoned a demon who gave it to us. I know it sounds crazy, but I could really prove it, if you wanted.

[Elixir of immortality? A demon? ...Riiiiight. Sorry if his skepticism is too blatant in his expression.]

Could you really? And how would you do that if I might ask?

The effect might not have as much of an impact on these little computer screens, but I can heal from wounds in a matter of moments. I think I have a kitchen knife nearby...

[Now's your chance to stop him.]

[Good god, he doesn't really plan on using a knife on himself, does he? He may be a madman, but Tintin's not so cruel as to insist he self harm for the sake of curiosity even if he does think this whole immortality thing is a big crock.]

No! [Tintin reaches for the tablet -- as if forgetting he can't reach straight through it.] That's quite all right, you don't have to.

Oh, then you'll have to take my word on it, eh? [SMILE]

Well, if you do decide on making some sort of newspaper or the like, let me know! I definitely want to help. Sounds like fun!

I suppose so. [Because even if he doesn't believe the man's claim, Tintin definitely doesn't want him stabbing himself.]

Well I'll be sure to keep you updated if it goes anywhere.

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sorry for the delay, i was on hiatus!

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