Reunion and Time Traveling Finale

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone!
What: The time-traveling group returns to find an invasion of newcomers.
When: November 20th and Onward
Where: Luceti enclosure
Summary: Who let all these New Feathers in here!? ...Wait, that guy's familiar...
Rating: May vary, as usual high ratings should be taken elsewhere

The adventure to the past is over; the villagers have all been sent home to their own time. But things are different. The changes of the past have echoed into the future. And the world has responded in the strangest way. Why are so many people here all of a sudden? And why are their memories such a mess?

Who really knows?

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[shiningbinds]

[Ugh. Kratos doesn't particularly want to talk to this irritating man again, but unfortunately he also doesn't feel right just leaving him here. It's because of that reason that with great reluctance, Kratos turns to face Varrick.]

...ah, my apologies. [Stiff, awkward. He clears his throat.] Is it a particular someone you're looking for?

[dealsinshipping]

[Geez buddy, who are you even fooling? Varrick knows that he was shouting names loud enough for people to hear. There's no way this guy didn't hear him.]

Well, I'm not looking for just anybody, if that's what you mean. If I did, I would've settled for you, wouldn't I? [Duh.]

[shiningbinds]

[Oh, he heard well enough--his enhanced hearing made it impossible to drown Varrick out.]

...ah, no. I suppose not. [Mild irritation rises within Kratos--after all, this man had no qualms with "settling" for him when they first met, in a situation Kratos wanted no part in. However, this situation is uncomfortable enough for Kratos without bringing that up. If there's one saving grace right now, it's that Varrick doesn't seem to remember him. Perhaps Kratos can keep it that way.] However, I'm afraid I'm unfamiliar with the names you were shouting out.

[dealsinshipping]

[Oh okay. No. That makes sense, then.]

Right, well. Bolin is uh... [How would he describe Bolin? Geez.] Pretty plain kid. Earthbender. Somewhere between sixteen and twenty five years old. Short black hair, about this high. [He's indicating the most average height imaginable right now.] Uhhh. ...Yeah, that's about it.

[shiningbinds]

I assume "earthbender" is just another term for someone who uses earth magic in your world?

[It's a legitimate enough question, especially if Varrick wants any help finding this kid with as vague a description as he provided.]

[dealsinshipping]

Bending. It's called bending. [That is totally different from magic.]

But that's not important. Either you've seen him, or you haven't.

[shiningbinds]

...of course. [It's not like Kratos wants to be in this conversation enough to argue with Varrick.] Unfortunately, I don't believe I've seen him.

[dealsinshipping]

Right. Okay, so maybe his brother, Mako. [How would he describe Mako? Hm...]

Pretty plain kid. Firebender. Somewhere between sixteen and twenty five years old. Short black hair, about this high... [He's once again indicating the most average height imaginable.] Oh, and he's kind of a jerk!

[shiningbinds]

[How does Varrick expect to find anyone with these kind of descriptions?]

He doesn't seem familiar, either. I... apologize.

[dealsinshipping]

Wow, you are just no help at all, are you?

[Because there's no way Varrick is shooting himself in the foot with the most general descriptions someone could give.]