‘I was found by a wonderful woman and adopted. My Mum. Miss Dirksdochter to you.
She saved me and gave me The Rules. I’m the man she raised as her son and proud of it.
What? I’m an immortal Price from an ancient Desert Empire?
I’m busy cataloguing. Don’t bother me with nonsense.
Stone Gods? Nah..gods aren’t real. Are you real? Am I? Rock is alive to brother and sister rocks. So what.
Don’t matter to a person here. We clear?
[TBIA Entertainment Interview with Musuem Employee Mesanga.]
You want to follow me around? This is an interview? Huh…The Rules say that I can’t make serious reality alterations just because you’re up in my face. Nothing wrong with a few little magic tricks…
Yeah. Why not follow me on my lunch break. I don’t make friends too easily, spent a long time by myself and lost a piece of myself along the way.
So, this is the Belphus National Musuem. I work here but down in the sub-basements where all the old stuff is stored. Turns out I have a gift in deciphering ancient language and identifying the uses of artifacts.
My friends are down there right now. Working away, they prefer to take lunch together but sometimes they spend it with me. No need to bother them, they don’t want a recording in their face.
Anyway, my Mum finds out about this and your magical image and sound business is going to find out why she operates a major organisation on this whole planet.
Oops. Don’t trip. No, that step has always been there. Pretty sure. No way I made it appear out of thin air to make your recording equipment have a minor accident.
Gods again? What is this whole deal people have about trying to find out if gods are real. People can worship whoever they want as long as they live in peace and don’t stoop to human sacrifice or harming others.
But what do I know? I work in a museum dealing with ancient recovered finds. You know what. This whole interview thing is beginning to stress me out. Yeah, you’re working for a special lady but I don’t like this.
I like my privacy. Here’s what going to happen. When you finish this and walk out those museum doors everything you have, all the footage, recordings will no longer exist.
Not a threat. Magic works in funny ways. You’re lucky I’m not like my brothers and sisters who don’t exist. They don’t play nice. Yeah, you go and complain about me. I’m barely breaking The Rules as it is.
Don’t trip on your way out.
<See you. TBIA Slave.>
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