✘ video / after the feast / open to both courts

[admirably]

[ Hans has made pretty good legwork around Caer Scima during and after the feast, but that's not quite enough to satisfy his curiosity on a few matters - the locket, for one, and the other court for another. So he might as well kill two birds with one stone, right? Besides, while he's still getting his bearings, the best thing he could do what get to know as many people as possible. He hates being so unfamiliar with, well, everyone.

So he greets the video feed with a friendly, enthusiastic grin, his actual exhaustion buried deep beneath the surface. ]

Good evening! I apologize for the interruption, but I wanted to take the opportunity to introduce myself. I'm Prince Hans of the Southern Isles, and I've only just arrived in this world. As you might imagine, it's a bit overwhelming. If wouldn't mind taking a moment of your time to help me better understand the conflict going on here, I would appreciate it.

[ Then, after a thoughtful moment: ] And for curiosity's sake, who else is a royal in their own world? Surely, I can't be the only lucky one here.

[ Sure, lucky, SOMETHING LIKE THAT. ]

Thank you for listening. I hope we'll be able to cross paths in person soon.

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[glacio]

[ wow. no. no. ]

[glacio]

[ it's really a good thing she hasn't turned on her video feed to respond to this yet, because the sudden !!!! surprise(!!!!!) and anger(!!!!!!) and KINDLY GTFO, SIR(!!!!) that hits her all at once makes her power flare in a way that it hasn't in a long time, the desk under her palm freezing over almost immediately. but she catches herself ( and not just because Siku starts to quietly keen at her once the ice starts to spread ), swipes her hand over the surface to vanish it again ]

[glacio]

Already trying to find a new princess so soon, Prince Hans?

[ becoolbecoolbecoolbecoolbecool ]

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[sangilak]

[ we're not gonna rehash the sideburns thread, we're not gonna rehash the sideburns thread, we're not gonna — but spirits those are distracting. ]

That all depends on what you consider "royalty", I guess.

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[admirably]

[ It's okay Korra, deep down you know that they're awesome. ]

It's not as clear-cut as it seems, hm? [ Considering the day he's had, yeah, that's not too hard to believe. ] Any person of high status, then. Rulers, children of rulers, leaders of the people.

[ In Hans-speak: he wants to know who the important people are. ]

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[oursavinggrace]

Does it matter who's royalty back home when we're all stuck here anyway?

[you're calling it curiosity, but it kinda sounds more like networking.]

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[admirably]

Maybe not, no. But like I said, I'm curious. [ That, and royals usually tended to be trained in the sorts of skills he found particularly valuable in an ally.



...So yeah, it's totally networking. ]

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[scinlae]

Why do you ask?

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[admirably]

Merely a way to pass the time, meet those I share a common thread with. It's nice to have the familiarity when I'm unfamiliar with just about everything here.

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[choreographics]

[He's very rich, does that count? No? Ugh fine. Nevertheless Ryan's just watching Hans on the video feed for a moment before he shrugs in response.]

Are you really a prince? [This is seriously getting either weirder, or more hilarious. He's not sure yet.]

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[admirably]

[ Why doesn't he just start wearing a sign that says 'prince' in big block letters on it. ]

Well, of course! [ Disgraced now, but shhh. ] Is that really so surprising?

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[invernale]

[ Wow, royalty? Harry looks so excited. He might just actually be respectful at this point.

Right. ]

Harry Dresden, Warden of Chicago and Regional Commander of the Eastern and Midwestern United States. [ A title he hates, but if he can use it for a bit of fun, why not? ]

Though I'll tell right now, despite the titles I get no respect.

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[admirably]

[ That title is quite the mouthful, but Hans makes a note of it because titles are powerful. People like their positions recognized. ]

Well, what exactly does being Warden of Chicago and Regional Commander of the Eastern and Midwestern United States entail?

[ Because has no idea, beyond assuming it's something military-related. ]

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[bolincredible]

Oh, well, nice to meet you. Your... Highness? Not really sure how the titles, you know. Operate. [ Diggin' the facial hair, bro, it's swank. ] But I can definitely see where you're coming from on the overwhelmed front. It gets a lot easier after a good night's sleep. I mean, I don't wanna say it makes a world of difference, but it's a pretty big difference.

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[admirably]

Please, just Hans. [ He'll just swallow his pride for now. ] And thanks for the tip. Never underestimate the power of a good night's sleep, am I right?

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[atoned]

[ sorry, hans, zuko's locket is going to troll him. ]

[ a prince? southern isles? zuko's never heard of it — it's certainly a place he would've stumbled upon, having followed aang all around the world for a good portion of the year. even if he had been hell-bent on capturing the avatar, he did take a few moments out of the day to enjoy the scenery. ]

[ royal in their own world. it's still weird to hear, and so, zuko parrots. ] In their own — [ zuko realises his locket is … typing his words out? hadn't he clicked a thing that — well, he doesn't know how the hell this works, but he had thought he'd figured it out, trying to copy the man in his locket by speaking face to face. ]

Stop that. [ yelling and demanding has always gotten him somewhere ... ] Stop — !

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[atoned]

[ he clicks something in his fit of rage. hans will see a pale boy with messy, dark hair, and a nice, lovely scar on his left eye. he definitely appears frustrated, but collects himself. so un-zuko like. ]

I'm Pr — [ no. it's so odd to think of himself as fire lord, it having been a title his father had owned, and one he felt uncle iroh should wear upon his own crown. it seems almost painful, the words leaving his mouth: ] Fire Lord Zuko. [ it sounds weird, doesn't it? his face smooths out, however. he ducks his head, ever so slightly, in a bow. ] It's an honour to meet you, Prince Hans. [ of the southern isles he's never heard of. zuko may be socially inept when it comes to being a teenager, but he knows how to greet royalty. ]

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[prinsects]

Not royalty. [Technically.] But nobility.

[And of some renown, but that kind ain't nothing.]

I'm Alexia Ashford. Pleasure.

If it's a more detailed history of the war you want, Prince, I shouldn't expect it any to be difficult to come by in either castle's library. It seems information that either side should want readily available for those who're to be its soldiers.

[She can only speak for Caer Scima, but alas.]

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[admirably]

[ Nobility is close enough for him to take notice of, at least. ]

The pleasure is all mine, Lady Ashford. But please, call me Hans. And thank you for the advice. [ A beat. ] Has the war been going on for a long time, then?

[ Long enough for there to be tomes already written about it? ]

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[thenameofscreen]

[Oh, did someone offer friendly introductions and call for other royals? Starfire is now there with bells on.

... That may or may not be literal if she's actually gotten hold of any bells recently she hasn't]

Greetings, Prince Hans. I am Princess Koriand'r, of Tamaran. [And technically the former Grand Ruler but not counting that right now.] I apologize, but I cannot assist at this time. I too have only recently arrived.

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[admirably]

[ Oh, a princess? Even if she's only a new arrival like himself, he takes note of it. ]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Princess Koriand'r, and nice to know there's someone else out there who's just as lost in all this as me. I hope your coming here wasn't too inconvenient for you.

[ Minding that he'd learned Seelies got to choose to come. ]

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[jaywalks]

[ don't worry, I am gonna rehash the sideburns.

part of it might be because he's still tired, still sort of out of it, still constantly distracted by pain.

the other part might be the fact that he doesn't like his tone of schmoozing with korra. (she can handle herself, he knows, he knows, but pent up frustration will find release in odd ways sometimes.) ]

What's up with the hair, pal?

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[admirably]

[ Oh boy oh boy oh boy!

Of course, the question catches him by surprise. He cultivated himself in the highest of Southern Isles fashion. Forget about his hair, what about your eyebrows, man. ]

It's a staple of royal fashion where I'm from. I hadn't thought about it looking unusual to someone from another world.

[ Ahahahaha we're all laughing. ]

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[enthraller]

[he's fairly certain he knows exactly what you're doing here, mostly because he's more or less doing the same thing. just maybe in a bit less of a direct "yes i'm royalty and everyone should know it" manner.]

I'm sorry that I can't assist with understanding what's going on here, as I've just arrived myself. However...I'm sure my country's name would mean little to you, given I've never heard of your "Southern Isles" and so the geography of our lands must be quite different, but I'm considered a king in my own world.

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[admirably]

[ He doesn't really appreciate the way he says "your Southern Isles", but he doesn't betray the thought. ]

Even so, it's a pleasure to meet you, Your Highness. [ Not the first monarch he's met, but still, he wanted a headcount here. ] Royalty must have been a popular choice for them today.