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ACTION - I;
ACTION - II;
NETWORK - III;
NETWORK - IV;
- [Being dragged from Fódlan into an entirely new world at such a critical point in time is not Hubert's idea of a good time. Honestly, it's sheer determination and rage that fuels him to keep going despite everything, which isn't really all that different from how it is back home, come to think of it.
He's holed up in the library today, which is becoming more and more common as the days pass. It's possible you've seen him in here before, and just like every day he's been spending in here, he's surrounded by entirely too many books. He's taking up the entire desk here, with several volumes open and entirely too many notes sitting before him. He's currently checking something against whatever he's reading in the book open in one hand, glancing between the two tomes curiously.
It would be easy to write it off as "Hubert's researching this world's history again and will probably work himself to exhaustion", but a quick look at the books indicates that... well, he's gotten distracted. There are history books there, though they remain untouched at the moment. Instead he's got several books about magic open and he's keeping notes on them (though good luck reading those notes, they're in some sort of code); the books are on illusion magic and creating visions of things that aren't really there.
...In his defense, learning about other kinds of magic is fascinating and he's hit a bit of a roadblock in his current history research in that there doesn't seem to be any indication about a way home. Listen, just let him live, he just wants to study magic for a little while!!
Feel free to approach him as he's working, or as he's preparing to leave and trying to figure out where all these books go... Why did he do this to himself, it's going to take forever to put all these books back...]
ACTION - II;
- [Hubert's in town today to run some errands, but as usual, there's something to distract him. He isn't nearly this easily distracted back home, but there's so much to see and do here that isn't present in Fódlan, so perhaps it's understandable to want to stop and stare sometimes.
He'd been heading through a back alley - he still prefers to stick to the shadows as much as possible, and knowing his way through the alleyways is absolutely a necessity in case something happens and he needs to escape undetected (not that anything like that will happen, but it's best to be cautious anyway) - but there's something going on out at a stall on the main street that catches his attention even from back here.
As he approaches it becomes clear that the booth is specifically for games of chance. Hubert certainly isn't fond of gambling or anything of the sort, but the current game that's being played is fascinating regardless. The woman manning the booth has a hand spread on a wooden block, and is jabbing a knife into the block between her fingers. She speeds up with each stab, going back and forth around her fingers without ever missing and stabbing her hand.
Hubert ends up drifting closer to watch, a hand resting on his chin and his other arm folded beneath his elbow as he studies it.]
Is this what people do for entertainment here? Curious.
[Though his voice remains even with little indication of it, he genuinely looks amused. Well, as amused as Hubert ever looks, given the smirk.]
NETWORK - III;
- [Hubert doesn't like using the video function on the device. It's awkward, and more importantly, he doesn't like to show his face on the network unless it's necessary. Some people might call it paranoia, but he likes to think of it as being cautious. Just in case.
So today's post is audio only, without any noise in the background whatsoever to indicate where Hubert could be. Caution, not paranoia.]
I have a question for you. Nothing time-sensitive or particularly important, just something I've been wondering.
[He doesn't exactly sound relaxed, but there's nothing in his tone to indicate this is anything more than idle chatter.]
What are your thoughts on loyalty? Just how far would you go for someone you care for?
[That's a... weirdly intense question, but surely it can't get any worse—]
Would you prefer to die for them, or kill for them?
[who let this man talk]
NETWORK - IV;
- [Oh boy, a network post from Hubert, surely this can only end well. At least today's is text.]
I find it fascinating that we all come from such vastly different worlds. Things that I take for granted in my world are often absent in another's world. Some of the explanations I've heard about others' worlds are nearly unbelievable.
What is something integral to your world that doesn't seem to exist in another's? I'm curious to hear about the world you're from as well.
[Well, at least this one's sane...]
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Hubert's quiet for a moment before speaking, though his tone remains exactly the same as before.]
It sounds as though the experience was good for you. What was the academy like?
[This is straying really far from the original topic of conversation, but listen. It sounds kinda familiar, and that's interesting.]
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...Something like that.
[ It wasn't all sunshine and roses, but the experience wasn't something he'd trade for the world. ]
It was, well. I think kind of amazing. If I hadn't enrolled in Thors, I wouldn't have been able to explore the places I did, and meet my friends in the first place.
Sure, the workload was absurdly tough, what with the homework on top of the field studies, but I feel like that also made the experience worth it as well. Then there was the Festival...and really, there are moments where I missed those times. Being just a student, that is.
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It sounds a bit like the Officers Academy.
[It's out there before he can think to stop it, though he supposes it isn't a particularly terrible admission. He'd prefer to keep such thoughts to himself, though, and he moves on quickly enough.]
What do you do currently, now that you've presumably graduated?
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[ Rean perks up a little more. It looks like they might have something in common!! ]
...I just became a teacher and was actually on my way to the Thors Branch campus to start my first day. Well, before I was pulled here.
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[He's content to let that go, though.]
A teacher, hmm? What were you hired to teach?
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[ The soon-to-be new Class VII in a nutshell, really. Titled just 'Class VII, Special Affairs', but he thought it fair to try to go into it a teensy bit than just leaving it at that... ]
I was kind of hoping to follow through on that too. But, I guess destiny calls?
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[It's only one word, but it manages to sound both mildly annoyed and deeply amused.]
Were you excited to begin teaching?
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Yes. I was even nervous about it a little, but...I was really hoping to make it happen. I'd been working so hard to prepare for it for awhile now.
[ But then shit happened. Story of his life, honestly. And being pulled into this type of thing...it kind of bothers him a lot. ]
...Did you have any big responsibilities that you had to put on hold too?
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Yes. My duty is to serve the Empress.
[It almost sounds vaguely amused, but that's all he has to say about it. Oh sure, they were in the middle of something really important when he was yanked here, but he's not going to go into detail about that.]
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...And considering his own situation, he can't help but wonder about it. ]
That doesn't sound like an easy job. Did you like serving her? If you don't mind me prodding a little.
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[It would be easy to assume that those are practiced words, but there is force and conviction behind them. He genuinely believes every word he's saying.]
I have served Her Majesty since I was a child, and any hardships my duty may present are meaningless. I will always do everything I can to better serve her.
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For his part, he doesn't think he could manage something like that easily. Maybe not at all. ]
...I think she's been lucky to have you by your side. Even with knowing the friends and people I do, it sounds like your loyalty to her could rival the devotion of members from the church.
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My loyalty to her is absolute.
[But anyway, sounds like a good way to move on to talking about something else that isn't him!!]
Tell me about the church.
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It's officially called the Septian Church, and those who follow the church's practices closely worship the goddess Aidios faithfully. But...you'll find even the least devoted person has a belief in the goddess.
...As an organization, the church is rather powerful, and there are not many people who'd want to go against it. They even have their own land and state, so that might also help serve as a deterrent.
[ Unless, you know, they wanted to
be turned to salt orsuffer other unpleasantries. The Septian Church is really the last organization anyone wants to piss off. ]no subject
Interesting. What are your thoughts on the church and religion?
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Well, I believe that Aidios exists, but I don't really see myself coming down to church morning prayer like some people might.
And even though the church's influence is widespread, I don't think it should go any further than that. Where it's at with it's sphere of influence and it's religion, everything is fine the way it is. It's not a bad organization, though. They're not intrusive or overbearing, and it'd be good if it stayed like that.
[ Though that might be because they don't have much opposition to it's practices, and hardly anyone's heard of any other religions. ]
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It sounds like they're a very important part of the world you're from.