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MAY-JUNE TEST DRIVE MEME

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[Varric liked to think he'd left his "drink so much you don't remember the place you wake up in" days behind. He also would have liked to have thought that he was past seeing weird shit in his life. A weird mirror and various boxes with wires leading off of them? It screamed "horrific dwarven contraption bound to get people killed."

Dazed as he was, he made record time out of the room, stopping only to have a backpack shoved at him by a woman and not really listening to whatever it was she had to say.

He wouldn't claim to know the world well enough to know exactly where he was at any given moment, but as he squinted against the sun and looked around, he at least knew he wasn't in blighted, muddy Ferelden.]

Hey, kid. What part of Orlais is this? Or is this Tevinter?

[God he hoped it wasn't Tevinter.]

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Listen. [Like it or not, Varric was a dwarf. Figuring shit out was what dwarves did best. That meant that the device in that weird bag of his was relatively easy to make sense of. With only a small amount of effort, he had his camera aimed at him and was quickly chattering at the network.

I only have two questions. One, where am I. Two? Why is there a weird rock following me?

[While Anders has never exactly been the type to absolutely flip his lid in excitement, it's pretty hard to resist right now, seeing as everyone else from Thedas has long since fucked off and he sometimes forget how desperate he is for familiar faces. He doesn't even care if Varric is as mad at him as Hawke was, he isn't bothering to hide a grin.]

I see they'll let anyone into Johto these days.

That rock, by the by, is your new best friend.

[Varric quirked an eyebrow at the screen. He liked to think he was capable of playing it cool in all situations, but this... this was hard to wrap his head around. He could fathom being spirited away to weird places -- how many times had been dragged into the Fade, anyway? But coming face to face with the dead?

He wouldn't claim to know shit about magic, but he knew that dwarves didn't brush balls with the dead. Perks of being cut off from the Fade, he guessed.]

You're one to talk, Blondie. [A beat.] How long to you figure I've been dead, then?

I certainly am. [He's pretty sure most of the locals wouldn't be thrilled about harboring a mass murderer, but then again, even if they'd been the victims, the worst they would have given him is community service.

Ironically.]

You're not dead, last I heard. Though that doesn't matter here.

[Here. It didn't really answer the question of where "here" was, other than the place being called "Johto." He had a lot of questions, but first things first?]

That makes one of us, at least.

[Seriously Anders, how are you talking to him?]

I'm not dead yet. I'm certain I've got at least five minutes left in Thedas.

[He seems very unperturbed to be talking about his own inevitable permanent plunge into the Fade. Speaking of, please don't mind the obviously demon-possessed pumpkin floating up behind him and staring directly into Varric's soul, probably.]

Not by my clock, you don't.

[He pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to make sense of what he was hearing. Had the rifts blown time and space apart? Much as that wouldn't have surprised him, it still didn't seem as if it was the right answer.

In any case, Varric had more prevalent concerns.]

You know, much as I would love to give you hell, it looks like you're preoccupied. Any reason why you're levitating produce?

[He'll have to ask about the connotations of that comment later, when he isn't so loathe to ruin a rare good mood, even if it isn't shared.

Anders does glance over his shoulder to gauge how close Nutmeg is, and upon being satisfied with her distance, shrugs.]

I'm not doing anything. She's the newest model. Fully self-levitating, complete with automatic projectile firing and leaf cutting, which I can assure hurts you more than it hurts her.

She's called a Pokemon, like your little friend. They're rather a big deal here.

[Varric only blinks.]

What kind of idiot do you think I am. They don't even look alike.

Consider "Pokemon" synonymous with "animal" for the time being. And yes, your rock is alive. I've also made friends with an electric lion, a fox that breathes ice, a cat that flies... Whatever Lily is supposed to be.

... Lily?

[A big, fluffy, pink and white... round thing shoves its face? body? bodyface? in the camera after a second.]

Listen, Blondie... [Absolutely none of this shit made any sense.] If we accidentally ingested Red Lyrium, you'd let me know? Blink twice for yes, I won't tell.

[Pardon him while he rolls his eyes.]

I wish I was still in Thedas and this was a fever dream I could wake from.

[Well, when he really thinks about it, it would be pretty awful to lose the friends he has in Johto, person and Pokemon alike. But fuck if he doesn't spend every waking moment longing for home. Porque no los dos?]

No, you're not sick. Only very, very lost. I'm sure a nug would seem as much like a hallucination to some of the people I've met here.

[An eyeroll wasn't one of the things he listened. Dammit, Anders.]

No offense, but I get the feeling you really don't want to wake up in Thedas. You're... kind of dead there. [What was it Anders had said? He had five minutes left?]

At least, you've been dead for a couple of years for me.

[It occurred to Varric that he finally had the opportunity to drill Anders on all of the questions the dwarf had lain awake asking himself. For that period of years, he placed some amount of blame for what happened on himself. There wasn't much he could have done, but still he wished he had done it.]

Yes, so we've established.

What have you been up to in the meantime? [Such a chill conversation. No problem at all here. He conveniently leaves out that he already has some vague idea thanks to a certain Tevinter; it'll confuse Varric less this way.]

Glad you're taking that in stride, at least.

[The disbelief was clear on his face, but Varric said nothing more. Did he really want to know why Anders was nonchalant about his death?

Maybe a little, but certainly not right now. Now he had a headache and desperately wanted a drink. Even worse? He had a feeling he'd have to wait to get the latter.]

Oh, you know. Saving the world. Being the voice of reason. Same old.

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