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[getsthecredit]

[This place doesn't make any sense, as far as Arthur is concerned. And while interrogating what faculty he could taught him a little more about this whole school thing, it took a great deal of calm on his part not to draw his sword on them as his kidnappers. The fact that they were so congenial about the whole thing is the main reason he hasn't threatened anyone. Yet.

It wasn't until after a humbling talk with the headmaster that he calmed down and really began to look at his situation. After which he began wandering Balamb Garden, feeling unusually lost in more ways than one. A king without his kingdom, his people, was nothing more than a man. The only consolation he had was Excalibur, sheathed at his side. A small comfort, but a comfort nonetheless.

So that leaves one (1) King of Camelot, in full chainmail, a bright red cape, and a crown, wandering around exploring the place. And occasionally asking questions, because displacement aside, he's not exactly up to date on the modern technology.]

Comments

[espio]

It's not like I can magically transform into a human or something - it'd save me a lot of hassle if I could. I don't have the luxury of being able to fit in. Still do the best I can.

[He indicates the uniform jacket he's wearing, as though it makes a difference somehow.]

[getsthecredit]

[He takes that sarcastic 'magically' a bit more seriously than Espio probably meant him to. The whole fitting in issue just goes right over his head.]

Do you not have magic?

[espio]

I have para-magic, but everyone can do that. It's part of the syllabus. Magic of my own, no.

Why?

[Figures there must be a reason why he picked up on that and pretty much changed the subject, after all, so he's curious.]

[getsthecredit]

[He'll have to ask what he means by para-magic later, still focused on the issue at hand right now.]

A creature summoned by magic, then? I can think of no other explanation for what you are.

[espio]

I'm a chameleon. I thought we'd established that already!

And sure, summoned by magic, I guess. But so were you, and everyone else who came in with time compression, so that's not saying much.

[getsthecredit]

That's not what I meant.

[Trying really hard to wrap his head around this, and failing.]

How could a humanoid, talking chameleon exist if not by magic? Are you a human who was enchanted?

[espio]

No. I'm not special. It's just how people are where I come from - it's not like here, where nearly everyone's of the same species.

[getsthecredit]

[This is weird. Really weird. The idea of a place ruled by human-sized talking animals, or whatever he was implying.]

That hardly seems possible.

[espio]

Then you need to get out more.

[getsthecredit]

I hardly think "getting out more" would ever prepare me for something as insane as this place. Wherever you're from, it's just not normal for animals to walk and talk like they're human.

[So much for making progress.]

[espio]

Where I'm from, it's not "normal" for a single species to walk around like they own the place! You don't see me complaining.

[Yes you do. Pretty much all Espio does is complain. About everything. Human over-population included.]

And this place is far from insane. Insane is the Special Zone. This is rather ordinary, Time Compression or no.

[Espio's world is basically a fusion of every Sonic the Hedgehog Special Stage and Silver Age Marvel. Space looks like this. Espio definitely knows what insanity looks like.]

[getsthecredit]

[If Arthur saw Espio's world, there's a decent chance his head would implode.]

Rather ordinary? [He scoffs, skeptical.] You really are from a different world.

[This was starting to get a little too weird.]

Look, I'm sure wherever you're from is a lovely place, but what you are, it's just... too weird to be natural.

[Someone take a wrench to this guy's mind, it's a tad rusted shut.]

[espio]

Your definition of weird is way too broad. You going to tell me electricity's unnatural, too?

[Espio frowns. Oh yeah, he's really enjoying being treated like some freak of magic, here.]

You wanna see something really weird? I can show you what a grat looks like.

[getsthecredit]

[What's that supposed to mean anyway, electricity? Well whatever.]

A grat?

[espio]

They're giant man-eating plants that spew acid everywhere. You can find them in the training center, where you can slaughter them in their rapidly-breeding thousands for training.

Good fun.