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Voidtrecker team?

[Regis shakes his head. This is the second time the newcomer has mentioned that name, so it must be of some importance. It just means nothing to him.]

My home is a planet called Eos. I'm afraid I don't know anything about this team you've mentioned.

[Tony's eyebrows shot upward and he stared at the screen for a long moment.]

Eos? Is that.. we're not..

[He frowned. He replayed the scene with the robot and was certain it hadn't said anything about Eos or Insomnia.]

Do you know Ignis Scientia?

Edited 2021-02-15 22:30 (UTC)

[Regis shakes his head, expression saddening for a moment as he thinks of home.]

There? No, Havenwell is a far cry from there, unfortunately.

[Or fortunately, depending on one's view of things.]

I do. He's a good friend of my son's or will be at least, depending on what point in the timeline you are from. My name is Regis Lucis Caelum CXIII.

[He tilts his head slightly out of habit.]

If you know of Ignis, does that mean you know of my son, Noctis as well?

['Good friend' was one way to put it.]

Yes, I've.. well.. are you familiar with multiple universes?

[He rubbed his face, not really wanting to have to explain all of this but it wouldn't make sense otherwise.]

I've met two versions of him.

Edited 2021-02-15 23:23 (UTC)

[Regis had no idea when he introduced them that Ignis' devotion would become what it did.]

Before I came here? No, I did not, but these kinds of places tend to teach crash courses in multiple universes. Both Gladio and Prompto were someplace besides Eos before they were brought here.

[Two different versions of his son? While accepting multiple universes isn't so hard in the abstract, thinking about more than one version of his son is a little harder.]

Dare I ask how old he was during those meetings?

[Look, he's about three back home. Seeing him as an adult is still weird to Regis.]

[Some of Tony's haggard expression softened and he smirked.]

Kid grew up on ya, didn't he? I've been dreading and also hoping that might happen to me someday.

[Mainly the 'seeing them again' part.]

He was early twenties when I met him- just a couple years younger than Ignis who I knew much better. Don't take this wrong but.. is your Noct blind?

[Regis recognizes that softening in the newcomer's face before he even speaks to confirm it. Another dad parted from his child...and one not lucky enough to have run into that child again.]

He's three in the time I am from. Seeing him suddenly so much closer to my age was something of a shock to say the least.

[Of course, suddenly that age jump doesn't seem so surprising. Not compared to what the newcomer says next. Noctis...blind? The mere thought of it makes Regis' heart drop through the floor and causes his face to pale. How had that...]

No.

[His voice cracks slightly and Regis swallows to clear it.]

He's not. What happened?

[It was bittersweet, but he allowed himself the moment to remember when Morgan was three and try to picture that silly black haired kid on the train being that young.]

Mine just turned five. How old are you here compared to him?

[Oh. Oh shit.. Crap! He raised a hand and shook his head.]

If he's not here then don't worry about it. There was one I met who was and one who wasn't. Both were good, strong, young men.

[Could he fake another Care Bear attack?]

[Regis very obviously opens his mouth to give an automatic answer, then pauses, eyes widening as if he has just realized something. There is a very softly muttered "Sweet Astrals" before a proper answer finally comes.]

I suppose it depends on how you count time spent on another world. When I first arrived, I was actually from a time before he was born. After falling into a coma here, I spent several years at home, before returning at the age of 33. I have had a total of two birthdays here-one before going back home and one after.

[Does that make him 35 now? Is he making things too complicated? Probably, but he's still trying to figure out how this all works. It's clear the newcomer has a much better grasp of things than he does considering how quickly he pivots away from the mention of that blind Noctis. Still, this is Regis' son they are talking about. Even if he did have a good grip of things, it would be hard for him to shift topics so easily.]

I am glad to hear it.

[He still sounds a little shaken, but it's obvious he is trying to push passed it.]

There is a lot of pain already awaiting him in the future. It seems flat out cruel to add blindness to that, though I know he would sacrifice his sight and more willingly if he had to.

[Perhaps that is why the idea struck him so hard.]

If you remember the time before then you'd count it as time you aged. Do you know how long you were here last time and now this time?

[He made a time machine, so he takes this stuff seriously. Plus, it was kind of fun to debate that kind of abstract science. Something told him this man might not be into nanotechnology and astrophysics.

Either way, he does feel bad for upsetting the man.]

So I've heard. I'm sorry for asking but I didn't want to assume and..

[Make an ass of himself? Too late.]

Anyway, I know he has some pretty incredible friends to rely on. Not to mention, I've done more impossible things than give a blind person their sight back.

[What-technology and astro-come again? It's not fair just to make up words!]

I had been here three months when we got to the time of year that seemed to coincide with my birthday. It's on the New Year back home and it was the New Year here as well. Two months later, I went home for five years and when I awoke only five days had passed here. The first of last month, my birthday arrived again.

[So, if they followed his logic, then Regis would be 35. Probably. Maybe it would just be easier to stop counting.

The apology draws an understanding smile to Regis' face and he accepts gratefully.]

You are a father, so I know you understand how hard it is not to react to certain things, but it is better to ask with so many variables at play.

[Interestingly enough, he seems quite willing to leave it at that. Especially with that last statement catching his attention.]

Have you now? Does that make you a doctor or a scientist?

[Do they finally have someone besides Verstael to turn to for experimental projects?]

Good thing you don't have to know math to be a king right? I'd say at least you've got your looks but I've seen your son. Reggie, he takes after his mother, doesn't he?

[He smirked playfully. He then nodded, glad that they could move on from his stupid question. He might be smiling and joking with Regis now, but he still felt every bit of that exhaustion and stress he'd arrived with.]

Yes.

[Another smirk.]

I have several PhD's, which make me a doctor. However, I specialize in technology and science rather than biology.

[Could he still run mental circles around most medical interns? Yes, yes he could. It just wasn't his area of expertise, unless you believe it when he brags *everything* is his area of expertise.]

Thankfully, I have people who handle that for me. Both Cor and Clarus are better at those kinds of things than I ever will be. I was raised to deal in magic, not science.

[There is a moment where Regis almost looks hurt and then he laughs.]

You're an observant one, aren't you? Fortunately for him, he did take after his mother. She was the better looking of the two of us there is no doubt about that. Of course, I am biased.

[He will also talk about her all day if given the chance so it is probably better there is another topic to discuss.]

How wonderful! Once you settle in, if you wish to pursue some of that, I can suggest a few people for you to get in touch with. There are a great many things we are still trying to find out about this world.

[Of course, Regis will understand if he wants to do something completely different too. The life of a normal shopkeeper has been something of a blessing after spending his life as royalty. He feels less tired somehow even with all he has found out about the future.

And this man does seem quite tired. How long has it been since he last saw his family?]

Well aren't you special.

[He smirked, a playful light on his face. It turns into a bright grin when Regis recognizes the joked. It was a married guy joke, the kids listening in wouldn't understand.

Sadly the answer is much too long.]

I'll be glad to get that list from you. Uh..

[He glances around and then back to the camera.]

Where exactly to do I go to get settled?

[Regis can't help but chuckle softly as he realizes he might be jumping the gun just a little. It's all well and good to help someone find a place in a new world where their skills help them feel at home, but it's also nice to make sure they have a roof over their heads first.]

Are you still near the temple where you woke up? I can dir--

[Something strikes him then and Regis changes his mind mid-thought.]

Actually, considering the "weather" and those little packs of bears running around, perhaps it is better if I meet you and direct you to housing myself. If there are two of us together, they may be less inclined to attack.

[Plus, magic shields make handy-dandy impromptu umbrellas.]

By chance, could that place you're directing me to have a liquor license or at least coffee?

[He looked around and spotted where the road wound back to the temple.]

I'm by some kind of-

[He quickly moved so his back was against the wall. He lowered his voice.]

It's a repair shop. East Repairs or wait..

[He stole another glance.]

East Replicator Repair.

I do have a bottle or two here at the house. I can sent one to chill before I leave if you like.

[It wont' hurt to stop back by the house before they try to find a place for him to stay. Besides, he can rid himself of all that chocolate in the process ~~and we won't be getting Tony drunk at the cat cafe again. LOL~~

Regis takes note of the location when it is given and then nods.]

I know exactly where you are. Stay there and I'll arrive shortly.

[And by shortly, he means in like under 60 seconds. Warping makes everything easier. Just don't blast him when he drops down out of nowhere nearby please!]

[Tony grinned his approval at that. He might not kill for wine, but he sure would think about it.

He waited for Regis to arrive. Only moments after they disconnected he heard something rushing up near him. He jumped back and within a second or two, his hand was encased in a metallic gauntlet. The palm of his hand had a sphere that glowed blue and a loud surge of energy blasted from the sphere.]

[In hindsight, Regis has no one to blame for this but himself. He should have landed farther away considering how tightly strung the newcomer obviously was. Instead, he had just been focused on arriving as soon as possible to get said man away from anything that might upset him more.

Well, the best mistakes are the ones a person lives to learn from, right?

As soon as he sees the man jump back and raise his arm, Regis dismisses what he was using to warp with--it was a pen, one he probably left on the counter at some point, in fact--to the Armiger and summons a shield in front of himself. From inside, he watches as the blast impacts it and then disperses the energy over its surface. Once that is gone, he looks back at the newcomer with a raised eyebrow and a slightly guilty expression.]

I did say I would arrive shortly.

[Tony realized what he'd done a second too late and he paled. His mouth opened in horror as he recognized the man's face, but the shot had already been fired. Thankfully, the king had been fast enough to get a shield up in time.

Tony put a hand- the same one that just shot at him- to his chest and wondered if this would be heart attack number two. No, he was okay. He just might throw up, no biggie.]

I could've killed you, you jackass!

[There was no bite behind that word though. In fact 'jackass' almost sounded affectionate.

He took another shaky breath before he was fully sure he was okay.]

Are you alright? I didn't hurt you did I? I'm sorry..

[For just a moment, Regis' expression grows a little distant. Astrals, how long has it been since someone has called him a "jackass" and to his face, nonetheless? It's rather refreshing, honestly. Especially when this is his fault.

When the apology comes, Regis actually finds himself frowning. He shakes his head, then dismisses the shield with a wave of his hand.]

Not to belittle the power behind that blast, but I've held much larger shields again more persistent forces. I am not hurt, but I must say, I can't accept your apology. Namely, because you don't owe me one. That was completely my fault.

[He closes the distance between them, and if allowed, will place a hand on the man's shoulder.]

Now, if you would be so kind. May this jackass know the name of the man he owes at least two bottles of wine to?

[Tony scowls at him.]

I wasn't shooting with my most powerful blast! If you ever want to test that shield of yours, let me know.

[Although having his apology brushed away does bring a small degree of a smile back and respect on his face. Yeah, he liked this guy. His metal gauntlet fell away, disappearing as though into oblivion. His outfit- cargo pants, hoodie, and boots- all had a military feel with both the pants and top the same red color (except the now brown chocolate spots).]

Tony Stark. Pleasure to meet you Reggie.

[He smiled at the pat on the shoulder and offered his hand. Why offer a handshake when he already had that brief contact? Tony had no idea. The friendly contact though was.. well, gratifying for reasons he didn't know.]

I'll accept those bottles as long as you're drinking with me.

[Hey, he's held a shield over a whole city while multiple magitek engines were attacking and did he mention he was unconscious at the time? As in, just had been beaten so? He's not bragging. It's just a fact.]

I would certainly not mind another testing session, but why don't we plan that for sometime when you haven't just been dropped on a new world, covered in chocolate, and are being chased by hug-crazy bears?

[He returns the handshake firmly then nods in the direction of the house.]

It is a pleasure, Tony, and of course, I'll have a drink or two. What kind of host would I be if I didn't make sure the wine was suitable for good company?

[Never mind people usually taste the wine for a king and not the other way around.]

These bottles are actually from my home world, if not my home country.

[Thank you, Ardyn.]

[Yeah well Tony's.. um.. he's.. shut up.

And stop being so logical. He's pleased to talk about booze instead at least.]

Really? Eos- no-.. Insomnia, right? That's very generous.

[And with that, he'll follow the king anywhere!]

[Regis is happy to lead the way back to the house, though he does pause from time to time to make sure he doesn't stray too far from Tony's side. After all, the whole point of coming out to meet him was to make sure he can summon a shield at a moment's notice to fend off more chocolate rain or...

...well, if he can hold off magitek engines with it, he's certain he can hold off some annoyingly persistent bears too. It probably would even be kind of amusing to see them bounce off a shield a time or two.]

Eos is the world, yes. Insomnia is the capital of Lucis where most of those who you'll run into here are from. The wine, though, was brewed in Niflheim. It is one of the few good things I'll ever say came from there.

[The other is Prompto, through no choice of his own.]

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