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itscurtains ANGUS VISITATION

[Angus spends a lot of his time after the Opera House in his Kingdom of Fife of the past in an alternate universe, helping with rebuilding villages, aiding the peasants, and taking naps.

He's so tired guys.

But he's always eager to receive visitors. When he's not busy running around the mighty citadel of Dundee, he entertains the guests inside the castle or takes them around the kingdom. Not on the Legendary Enchanted Jetpack of course, but on a flying submarine usually headed by a quiet man who usually keeps to himself, cultivating that mysterious aura.

There's also the Hootsman coming in and out of here, demanding beer and generally showing off his axe-throwing skills and lasers blasts. Did Angus mention that he's also a demigod?]

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[Gods cannot die through dumb mortal accidents, but that doesn't mean they feel no pain. The Hootsman rubs at his face, growling.]

I swear to myself, you could have weaponized your boots and severely maimed me!

[Angus runs over, waving his hands and calling over a health wizard.]

Hootsman, Christine! That was an epic sparring battle, indeed!

[Christine winces with sympathy, a little nervous she might have wrecked her chances on getting the Hootsman as a mentor now that she's hurt him. She checks his face and then takes a step back.]

I'm so, so sorry, Sir Hootsman! I really screwed that up! It was intended to be a friendly kick!

[The health wizard presses a cloth against the Hootsman's face, using a potion of rubbing alcohol and disinfectant to clear the blood. When he steps back, the Hootsman is smiling.]

Hah! If that was friendly, I'd like to see what a powerful kick from you could do! Too rarely have I fought a foe that could draw blood from me. [He stands up, walks over to Christine, and holds out a hand.] Angus's judgement was good today. You are a worthy future barbarian.

[Christine feels a swell of relief as she notices Hootsman grinning, and she carefully smiles back, a little cautious to go too far again... at least until he offers his hand. Then she absolutely beams, taking the Hootsman's hand and shaking it.]

You're too kind, sir! I'm honoured that you hold my skills in high esteem!

[The Hootsman chuckles and turns to Angus, arms crossed.]

Training begins tomorrow! To the northernmost island of Unst, Christine will become the greatest warrior in her universe!

[Angus wiggles a hand, unsure.] Try someplace closer to Dundee. We're still showing the others the safer parts of Fife. [...he turns to Christine.] Unless you wish to stay a week without me or the others?

[Christine giggles at the enthusiasm, but she has the same reservations that Angus does.]

I think it would be best if I stayed close to home. Unless it's really important that I train further out!

[Who knows what's up in the great north? Christine would be intrigued.]

[The Hootsman strokes his braided beard and hums.]

Some of your training can be done wherever we please, but wouldn't you want to use the training arena we have?

[How else will she become a mighty warrior by the time R3 rolls around?]

[Angus, have you been gossiping about her prowess already?

Christine considers this seriously, but she offers an apologetic bow.]

Perhaps at the end of the week, milord. I need to make arrangements to ensure my family is taken care of in the meantime, you know!

[A huff.]

That is enough time. [He pats Christine on the head and turns back to the fire.

Angus runs up to her and gets her standing again.] He wasn't too hard on you, was he?

[Christine takes Angus' help gratefully, giving the Hootsman one last curtsy before turning back to Angus with a grin.]

Oh, no! I'm fine, really! I'm just glad he's okay too, I really got a lucky shot on him.

A lucky shot that you took. A fighter takes advantage of what opportunities are presented to her.

[A firm nod. Christine is a thinker.]

How about a rest at the fire? You came all this way for a fight and no food? Unbelievable.

It was really just instinct...

[She's grateful for the praise, but it's not exactly sinking in that she somehow defeated a demigod. It has to have been a fluke!]

I guess I could eat something... [Her stomach lets out a growl of agreement, and she giggles sheepishly.]

[Angus waves at the men around the campfire.] Two bowls of stew!

[As they approach the fire, Christine will be able to smell a mix of meat, herbs and warm potatoes.]

So many good memories of this valley. Training with the soldiers, planning our assault on the Citadel of Dundee, running with the unicorns...it's good to take a break from it all.

[She could definitely get behind some comfort food right now, so she smiles softly when the smells waft from the fire over to there. She hastens to keep up with Angus as they walk over.]

This must have been a nice place to catch your bearings after all of that... and a good place to tell tales of your adventures!

Adventures, you say? Too many tales of meetings and rebuilding, which are glorious in a sense, but I haven't traveled much since I flew to the sun.

[He drops onto a log by the fire and relaxes.]

Or I can share tales of the seas, which should have passed by now or should pass soon at this time. Time travel, you see. [Hmmm.] There should be a battle between pirates of the future and the current warriors of Asgard in a decade's time.

You flew to the sun? And you didn't have wings that melted off or anything like that?

[Angus, honestly! You can't just drop a bombshell like that and pretend everything is fine! Christine has to learn more!]

And you time travelled! Like, besides the time travel we kind of already did when we were at the opera house. Or is that different because it's another world?

Nope! Just a jetpack. [Jeremy learned about the jetpack, as he asked hundreds of questions and ended up learning random details here and there.] A legendary and enchanted one, at that. It's the only way I could get there on my own and not melt!

[It had some kind of magic forcefield, let's go with that.]

I shall take you there sometime, once I get a harness on. The time travel is different. Last time was entirely not of my volition.

I'd love to go see! It sounds amazing! And probably super hot, but mostly amazing!

[She'll just have to hope the enchanted forcefield extends to include her safety as well.]

So you time travelled by accident? What happened?

Oh, that was Zargothrax's fault. He created a time portal to the past to escape retribution, so I could not stay behind.

[The events leading up to that are not pleasant to recall. A failed mission to protect Earth. A desperate chase.]

When I exited, I found myself one thousand years in the past, but that wicked wizard had conquered Fife before I showed up. [He extends a hand at the land around them.] This was one place not under his control.

...You know, I've heard of a lot of evil plots involving time travel, but that still sounds kind of crazy.

[He could make a time portal just like that? And all to avoid getting in trouble?]

I guess we're all lucky you found a way to get the land back from him. And that you had a safe haven while you were doing that.

[She can't imagine what it would have been like to go back home if the SQUIPs had somehow run rampant.]

[It sure would leave to a bad end alternate timeline of Be More Chill.

Angus grabs a slice of bread and picks up half a sausage with it.] As powerful as he may be, Zargothrax cannot overcome the true power of goodness and purity thanks to his evil nature. Without Ralathor and without the Hootsforce, I would not have been able to do anything save for run about and fight monsters. Thank them for showing me the way.

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