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"Break time, Ragna"

"It's hard to explain, but Trixie's is a multi-universal converge nexus. Trixie's is one of the points across all of reality where every timeline and every universe connect. That's a primary reason why there's no fighting allowed here. Ragna came in the day my waiter quit and he took the bouncer role. Now I'm hoping to hire a new server soon"

"There's probably enough space to fit Metroplex."

It makes sense atleast as far as my universe is concerned, an aeldari being in possession of a tesseract labyrinth. Basically an isolated pocket of space time unconfined by dimensional laws that one would presume normal otherwise utilizing webway linkages to connect universes.

"When you put it that way, I guess that does make some sense. I'm not getting my hopes up, But I think I will take this over the Keystone Tournament. At least I can catch a break here..."

"Alright, Good to know."

"It doesn't look like it from the outside or the inside. It seems to remain a cozy little spot no matter how many people enter. I spoke to my fellow Fate's Circle member Mytt about it and our best guess is that it changes as needed"

"The bar basically changes to suit whoever comes in" he brought over a plate of fries

The only logical conclusion I have drawn from all of this is that Mathius and Trazyn the Infinite are good friends.

"Are you quite finished making random guesses about things you don't understand, or are you going to continue labelling my boyfriend as something he isn't?"

"He's the type to make guesses on everything. I prefer Sergeant York over his type, though Sergeant York has long passed on."

"He probably thinks I'm just a human with weird tattoos as well." Dax then says something in Klingon that is probably best not translated.

She raised an eyebrow, retorting something in Korean that was best not translated—Being multilingual is funny, after all.

Everything's funny when only one person is in on the joke. its not funny

Now theres a bold assertion truthfully, I do not think of you at all.

"... Is this what they call a roast? I am not amused in the slightest."

"Ah, he wouldn't know a roast if it hit him upside the head. He'd probably just hack the place up with whatever chainsaw sword they come up with in his lands before it's an actual good roast."

More a statement of pity, I concede, it isn't amusing in the slightest nor was it intended to be, reciprocation was evident.

A valid recourse if to prevent suffering your creative orations any further

"Please, I'd trust the Mobile Armor Hashmal to carve this place up better than you, and my father defeated it a long time ago."