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"You look complicated.  Have a seat."

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Opalyn recognizes this guy, too! This is Special Circumstances! She's finally reached the person who actually does complicated things! This seems promising. Opalyn sits.

"Hello, pleased to meet you. I'm Opalyn. What is the goal of this conversation, please, and how can I make it go well?"

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"From your perspective?  Making the best you can of your situation.  From my perspective?  Doing this another five thousand times without fucking up badly enough to get demoted."

"I'll be taking a look at your file in just a moment.  But before then, why don't you tell me a story about how you got here?  Doesn't have to be true at all.  Can just be a complete lie, you've got my permission.  No punishment at stake one way or another."

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This is the most reasonable-seeming person Opalyn has encountered since arriving in this universe, though admittedly it's not a high bar.

She's at a crossroads: does she tell the isekai story or hold it back?

Point in favor of holding it back: if they don't already know about isekai here, it's going to sound ludicrous. They're going to think she's delusional or a liar or both.

Point in favor of telling it: her comparative advantages here all stem from her experiences in her home universe, and she has little else to bargain with.

That settles it: she'll try the truth and see how that goes for her. He did say she was allowed to lie, so if it goes poorly maybe she can just play it off as a silly thing she was trying rather than outright psychosis.

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She squares her shoulders and speaks confidently and earnestly.

 

"I'm not from this universe. I had an entirely different life in an entirely different place that ended... I'm not sure, a few hours ago maybe. Suddenly I found myself in this body..."

She holds out her arms as best she can with the cuffs on, and nods at them.

"...in the middle of a pitched battle. I have memories of both my homeworld and of this one, but I am not the person who was driving this body until very recently."

"I don't know why I was captured and brought here. I don't know if this system seeks to punish me, or what my predecessor might have done to earn that."

"My homeworld was very technologically advanced compared to this one. I expect I have knowledge that I can use to improve conditions here."

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"Huh."

"And the truth?"

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She's not giving up on this yet.

"Name any system in this world that you think is not working as well as it could be, and I'll tell you something of how we do it in my world."

If he'll answer this question, that of course gives Opalyn information she can use, even if it doesn't ultimately convince him.

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"Heh.  Now there's a question with a lot of wrong answers someone might imagine they could use for blackmail purposes."

"But sure, I'll bite.  Organizing prisons for sorcerers."

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"We do not have sorcerers on my world as far as I know, so we have not developed much tech for imprisoning them! That said, I would begin by learning as much as I could about how magic flows and how it can be measured and disrupted. I would look for technological crossovers from my world to this one that might allow for new ways to block sorcery. I would examine case studies of previous failures in imprisoning magic-users and learn from the mistakes previously made. I would invite friendly sorcerers to try to break out of my prisons and see if they could defeat me, and offer rewards for those who discover new exploits."

"Also, these cuffs seem pretty good and I wonder why they don't just completely solve the problem?"

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"Because we want to actually get some work out of you lot.  If that wasn't true, an axe would completely solve the problem."

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"What kind of work do you want to get out of us? And who is 'you lot'? And what did my predecessor do that got me into these cuffs in the first place?"

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"Powering lightlines, mainly.  That's a lot of brute power and doesn't require us to trust in complicated enchantments you put on something."

"As for what you did, sure, let's have a look at what your entrance document says."

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"Well, according to this, you're an illiterate peasant turned bandit leader with no grasp of tactics, strategy, finance, spellcraft, or mathematics.  And unknown raw power that would put you at least on the Duke level, if you showed the slightest trace of being able to cooperate with anything resembling an organized hierarchy."

"See, this is the point of talking to people for a minute before you read the paperwork.  It helps you notice when the paperwork is absolute utter bullshit."

"If I asked what in ninefold flaming fucks is actually going on, here, is there any chance I would get back a sensible answer?  Like, why did whoever sent you here even think we would believe this?"

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Opalyn is feeling pretty good about taking a minute to demonstrate that she has a brain before Special Circumstances read her paperwork!

"I would not be surprised if that was a good description of the previous inhabitant of this body!"

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"Yeah, I am not particularly getting what is going on right now, except that you are not acting like somebody who desperately wants to prove herself innocent of whatever ridiculous charges they slapped on you.  Somebody is playing stupid games, you know what the stupid games are, and you don't particularly think it matters to you that you tell me."

"Suppose we handled the sane part of this conversation.  Prison here is divided up the usual way, you want to apply to go to the boring section, the dramatic section, or the lewd section?  Or, I suppose, have me file the piece of paper which says that the story behind how you got sent here strikes me as possibly not correct and maybe the system could use you better elsewhere, though I'm somehow expecting you to not pick that one."

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Opalyn's experience up until now has suggested that showing desperation is usually not helpful, but it's not like she lacks feelings of desperation to draw on, if that's going to help.

"If I'm not yet acting desperate it's because nobody has told me until now what's at stake! Now that you're talking about prison I am in fact starting to feel somewhat more desperate! Talking to you has been the high point of my time in this universe so far and I am a little afraid this will be the peak and then I will never have a conversation with a reasonable person ever again! I would very much like to secure a future in which I have any agency or ability to make things go better for myself!"

She takes a breath. There's showing desperation, and then there's actually yielding to it.

"What happens if you file the special piece of paper? I have the impression you're already the Special Circumstances guy. Do I go to the Even More Special Circumstances Guy after you, or what?"

 

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Mr. Special Circumstances takes a while to think about this, tapping his fingers on his desk in an I-am-clearly-thinking-and-deliberately-informing-you-of-that way.

Spoilers for what he's thinking, so the coauthor can reply without knowing.  (I'd suggest readers also read this part only after having finished reading the entire following conversation without seeing his thoughts, first.) When you ask people to tell you a story that doesn't have to be true, in a moment of high stakes, it's rare for their reply to mean nothing.

The flash of urgency just shown by 'Healthy-Orphan' (according to her entrance file, or accented-pronunciation-of-'Healthy' as she named herself) suggests that she was trying to tell him something important with that other-world nonsense, there.  And that the message wasn't 'see how much I don't care how this conversation goes'.

First deduction, the one that seems most solid:  'Healthy' has some reason not to plainly say what she's trying to communicate to him.  So she's worried about a difference between how he reacts, and the reaction of someone else who could read a report of this conversation.

Trāho wishes he could convince 'Healthy' this worry was not valid, which would simplify his life.  Alas, she could be right, or wrong but unconvinceable.  Trāho has to file a report on how this went, and the report that he files will be an accurate summary so far as the overt conversation goes.  There's three other people listening to them, in face-concealing armor, and Trāho is not going to overtly falsify a report with respect to overt facts that other personnel know.

Unfortunately, it seems likely that 'Healthy' vastly overestimates the ability of other people to decode subtle hints thrown into fanciful stories.  A young woman's mistake, if so, but he was already thinking that 'Healthy' doesn't have the bearing of centuries.  Trāho will try to decode the hints anyway, if only for the intellectual exercise.

Suppose that her story about being from another universe and having suddenly appeared in Eldrida, indicates that 'Healthy' is from a hick region on the fringes of Eldrida--that tracks, he doesn't remember much about the planet that sent her, so it's an obscure one--and that 'Healthy' wasn't prepared for whatever nonsense started around her.  So 'Healthy' is... a young child of nobility that somebody kidnapped and is trying to dispose of through the Farm, say?  Doesn't explain why 'Healthy' wouldn't just say so.  'Healthy' came here on purpose, wants to hide out in the Farm to evade someone else's attention?  And she thinks her enemies are powerful enough to have eyes on the Capital Farm bureaucracy, if she comes out and explains her situation, even without naming names?  Doesn't sound incredibly plausible, but it could be her mistake, or he could've not decoded this right.  He does get the sense that 'Healthy' is genuinely unfamiliar with how a Farm works, which could also track with very young nobility.

Obvious question #1:  Whatever her deal is, does Trāho give a shit?

Answer:  'Healthy' can't have missed that Trāho would ask himself that question.  'Healthy' dropped hints about supposedly having very valuable knowledge, or being very valuable to whoever held her.  First question out of her mouth when she sat down was something along the lines of 'What's the goal of this conversation and how can I make it go well?' which is the sort of thing you say when you're hinting at mutually profitable cooperation.

It's not a reason for Trāho to take risks, given credible-reward issues, but he can consider doing her a favor.  'Healthy' will be in the prison system where he can get at her for retribution, if this is all whimsical bullshit, which makes her less likely to be bullshitting.

'Healthy' had better manage to communicate what her desired favor is without too much nonsense.  Trāho has limited patience for trying to decode dramatic amateur hinting-around.

Her most recent words... Trāho doesn't know what she means by calling him the 'special circumstances man', but her question seems to be about if she can go to a more-so version of whatever she just called him.  She wants to go to his boss?  Presumably not his manager inside the Farm's on-paper command structure.  She wants to go to... whoever is greater than him in a special, circumstantial hierarchy?  That tracks; if she's got any big deals to offer, he can't actually fill those himself.  Sure, he can try to deniably indicate openness to something along those lines.

"...Realistically, if I file that paper, you go to a not-too-special special holding area, and get treated mostly like our other inmates.  Which is to say, decent so long as you don't make trouble, and offduty-recovery privileges scaling with however much power you actually have.  Nobody here wants an inmate getting angry enough to sacrifice their life in the name of spite."

"We send back a notice to your backwater hick region, saying that we aren't paying because we don't think you're a real criminal.  If you actually were a Duke-level bandit, they'd be motivated to demand further investigation so they could get paid for a Duke-rank.  I would not expect them to make that demand under the actual circumstances, but maybe you know something I don't.  If they don't reply, someone with pull would have to pull on your appeal for it to move.  By default it hangs around in the extraspatial-void-vacuum for a couple of decades, but it's not impossible you'd get released at the end."

"If there's actually something interesting about you, and word of that fact makes it to the right pair of ears, someone might make you one of the usual offers while you're in holding."

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"Who turned me in, anyway? And why would you ever pay them for doing that? Why is that a good deal for you?"

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(hidden thoughts) He doesn't quite see where she's aiming at, here, which is more evidence that she's from some weird sheltered noble family and is asking because she really doesn't know some of what's going on around her.  Actually, he might've not known the real answer to that either, when he was as young as she looks.

"What was the name of that planet... Mayvos, right.  Obvious answer, Emperor wants the lightlines kept alive and also for overpowered idiots to not wreck Eldrida.  He gives us a budget, we pay for ranked-sorcerer criminals, other planets have a reason to send them to us after catching them."

"Subtle answer?  The fact that we pay for criminals means that the system has a reason to care if somebody sends us ridiculous papers about a bandit queen.  Means that bureaucrats perk up and go, ah, there's money involved, somebody's trying to get money out of us.  If it was just a question of whether the papers are true and if you ought to be in here or not, well, nobody really cares about that.  Imprisoning an innocent person doesn't make the system look weak, it makes it look strong enough not to give a shit.  But sending out money to people who tricked us, now, that makes a bureaucrat look contemptible."

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"It sounds like you distinguish between overpowered idiots and powerful people who are otherwise law-abiding. You use the overpowered idiots to run the lightlines, but the law-abiders must have some function too, or you'd just scoop all of them up to run the lightlines or press them into other magical service."

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(hidden thoughts) Trāho is frankly a bit at sea here, about why they're discussing something this basic, and if she's trying to encode something clever in there he's frankly missing it.  As is only to be expected when some young idiot thinks she can successfully communicate in parables.  Communicating is hard enough as a problem when everyone talks in plain Eldric.  As for him, he'll try to hint that her real message is not getting through.

"Not sure I understand why you're asking that, but yeah.  Maybe the Dread Emperor could take every other sorcerer in Eldrida, but that's not the same as organizing them into a system that runs itself effectively.  Some powerful people want to be in charge of things, throw their weight around.  They become Princes and Grand Dukes and so on down to the Barons.  Other, equally powerful sorcerers come to the Capital planet so they can live the high life, find a place in the system that pays well enough for a flying castle loaded down with concubines, and they think the Princes are idiots for preferring to run their own planet instead.  Not sure what arrangement the Dread Emperor is supposed to prefer to that one, where there's a stable bureaucratic system he could put in place to make it actually happen."

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