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( video ; un: pavus )
[ The feed turns on and there's a smiling face pictured on the screen. While Dorian might not be the most comfortable with all this technology, he's faking it until he makes it. That's the only way he knows how. ]
Hello, out there! For those of you that aren't aware, my name is Dorian Pavus. For those of you that are— [ he smiles, oh so charmingly ] I'm positive it's lovely to see me again.
Introductions aside, I do have a motive for coming here today. I know some of us had a rather... [ and he's putting this so lightly ] unfortunate trip down to Oros and are still feeling the effects of it. Or, perhaps even unrelated ailments may be weighing you down. Whatever the case may be, I am here to offer my services.
[ Ahem. ]
Of a sort.
[ Leaning out of the frame for a moment, he comes back with a small try of a few potted plants and differently colored vials. ]
I've been doing a bit of additional research with the plants and such from Oros and those here aboard the ship. Some results have been... interesting. [ He taps the cork of a vial containing hot pink liquid in it. ] This one in particular was quite something.
[ Not that he's going to share what happened but suffice to say it was something new and interesting for him. ]
At any rate, my fellow travellers, I have a request among my offer. First, there are tonics available to those who need them for minor aches and pains, sleeping issues and so on. I'm a healer by no means but do know enough of it [ his hand lifts and a tendril of blue green mist curls around his finger before disappearing into sparks ] to get by.
Secondly! And perhaps a little more importantly, these. [ A gesture to the things in front of him again. ] Some are untested and I'm not positive what they'll do, so, I wanted to cast my net a little wider and see if there were any fellow researchers or those of that ilk to try some of these tonics and plants to... [ he trails off then just shrugs with another easy smile ] Well, just see what they do. If you've any interest at all, do be in touch!
Hello, out there! For those of you that aren't aware, my name is Dorian Pavus. For those of you that are— [ he smiles, oh so charmingly ] I'm positive it's lovely to see me again.
Introductions aside, I do have a motive for coming here today. I know some of us had a rather... [ and he's putting this so lightly ] unfortunate trip down to Oros and are still feeling the effects of it. Or, perhaps even unrelated ailments may be weighing you down. Whatever the case may be, I am here to offer my services.
[ Ahem. ]
Of a sort.
[ Leaning out of the frame for a moment, he comes back with a small try of a few potted plants and differently colored vials. ]
I've been doing a bit of additional research with the plants and such from Oros and those here aboard the ship. Some results have been... interesting. [ He taps the cork of a vial containing hot pink liquid in it. ] This one in particular was quite something.
[ Not that he's going to share what happened but suffice to say it was something new and interesting for him. ]
At any rate, my fellow travellers, I have a request among my offer. First, there are tonics available to those who need them for minor aches and pains, sleeping issues and so on. I'm a healer by no means but do know enough of it [ his hand lifts and a tendril of blue green mist curls around his finger before disappearing into sparks ] to get by.
Secondly! And perhaps a little more importantly, these. [ A gesture to the things in front of him again. ] Some are untested and I'm not positive what they'll do, so, I wanted to cast my net a little wider and see if there were any fellow researchers or those of that ilk to try some of these tonics and plants to... [ he trails off then just shrugs with another easy smile ] Well, just see what they do. If you've any interest at all, do be in touch!
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Physically bonding with a ship? [ He makes the most horrified of faces. ] Why would anyone wish to do such a thing?
1/2
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Psychic bonding. Mental bonding. Trip of the tongue!
[ He's hopping right back onto that joviality train. ]
Look, Dorian Pavus. Every now and again, in some incredibly distant part of the universe, chosen warriors need to bond themselves to big robots to defend the universe from the spread of evil! That's all!
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Is that really all? It still sounds rather... [ . . . ] odd to me. Bonding with anything—especially mentally—never seems to work out that well.
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[ Zarkon and the population of Altea, 10,000+ years ago: what ]
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I see. [ He doesn't. ] What does it entail?
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[ obviously. apparently. ]