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[madeover]

[ When Eggsy starts up the video broadcast, he's standing in an outdoor area of the Station, in front of one of its restaurants. He'd come close to his place during his scouting mission last month, but he hadn't had time to investigate back then. It sounds like they've got some hell coming their way, but there's not much they can do before those mechanical creations appear except for prepare.

Right now, he's planning to kill two birds with one stone. ]

So what's with this place? It's like a tiny slice of home.

[ Despite the modern surroundings, Eggsy's puca is milling around in the background, a dark and nasty creature that he somehow managed to tame -- sort of. ]

Are we allowed to stay here? Then again, might not be the best idea. There's been some earthquakes... I think.

[ They don't get them in London, so he's not that familiar with what they feel like, but still. The ground shaking for a few seconds without any warning... what else could it be?

He draws a hand over his mouth as he runs through his mental list of what else he wanted to ask. ]

Oh, also. Battle's comin' up, I need a teacher for sword fighting and magic and archery. I know there's loads of different kinds of magic, but if you wanna tell me what you specialize in, it might help me figure out where to start.

[ This whole thing is kind of awkward, talking to no one and everyone at the same time, so he finishes off abruptly. ]

Think that's it. Thanks in advance. Cheers.

[ Once he's done with that, Eggsy pockets his locket and starts to explore the rest of the Station, so he's primed to run into anyone who might call it home -- or anyone who's there for a visit. ]

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[madeover]

Yeah, thanks to the Brucolac.

[ It had been a hellish experience, one that it appears Ange went through as well. It gives Eggsy a better idea of the kind of person that she is, too.

His own puca wanders up from behind him and starts chewing at his hair, which causes Eggsy to duck away from it and glare. ] Would you stop that?

[ A few seconds later he turns his attention back to the video. ]

What's that you got there?

[ragnarock]

Iaria stick.

[ Despite her words, it's just a lacrosse stick. Iaria is her world's own weird name for lacrosse played on hoverbikes. She twirls it the stick deftly in her one-handed grip, the ball staying snugly in the pouch. ]

We're drilling, working out how to stay astride at high speeds with my hands full.

[madeover]

[ That terminology isn't familiar to Eggsy, but that's hardly surprising. He doubts that Ange is from a world anything like his own. ]

So... you're gonna try and use that thing as a weapon when you're flying on its back? [ A pause, and then he smiles. ] Sounds fun.

[ragnarock]

Not in battle, just to train.

[ Fun, huh? ]

Iaria is a sport at home. [ No, she has to correct herself; there's no more iaria now that there's no more Mana. She looks a little more serious for a moment, still not particularly concerned. That world isn't her problem anymore. ] Was a sport at home. But staying on the bike in midair with your hands on a stick, keeping track of a ball, watching out for your teammates and your opponents -- it's good training for aerial assault.

[ At least if your canon is insane and thinks that being a good hoverbike lacrosse player makes you a good giant robot pilot. ]

[madeover]

[ The way that Ange shifts from present to past tense stands out, to say the least. It's something that Eggsy thinks he might ask about at some point, but he can also guess that it's probably a touchy subject.

Much easier to focus on the topic of aerial assault. That does sound like a lot to keep track of and juggle, so Eggsy can see how this iaria thing would be good practice. ]

Not much use in flying if we can't fight at the same time, yeah. [ Archery from puca-back, that would be a sight to see. Swinging a sword might be a little easier, though. ] Well, lemme know if you ever need a training partner, yeah?