You change when you get in that van.

[style_bringer]

[Fortuna was off-limits as far as vacations went. Aside from it being the source of some of Nero's worst memories, it was in utter disrepair, only accessible through small boats. London? Still intact, even aside from the catastrophes he and Lucina averted. There were plenty of boroughs that hadn't fallen prey to demons but he doubted small family parks wouldn't be interesting enough when it came to people that spent a great deal of their time in a breathtaking, gorgeous country-side and idyllic ivory castle.

Their introduction to his garage was anything but impressive, greeted by Nico who had thrown a demon's corpse on a tarp only to be caught hacking through it when everyone made their way through the portal. So, Lucina's family had been seated in various parts of the living room while Nero set about to making several pots of coffee. Coffee, breakfast, then plans for the day. That was what they agreed on.

Nico, washing her hands in the sink he used to wash vegetables, grinned at him cruelly as he set aside a lot of mugs and started ripping open packs of coffee grounds. He kept reminding himself that it was going to be one of the happiest days of his life just to know he had everything he needed to keep Ylisse and Earth connected on his own, guaranteeing he and Lucina would never lose one another that same way--but it fell short when Nico bumped his shoulder and chuckled to get him riled up.]

Good thing you got nothing but mugs instead of glassware like a normal fella.

Can it.

Pretty handy that you're gettin' paid in groceries too, huh?

Go to hell, Nico!

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[fauxmarth]

It's like a crystal ball, sort of? Or a one-way mirror, or...magic window? [the TV, that is. she's trying to find the best way to describe it to her very attentive father and mildly-attentive mother (Sully's thumbing through whatever periodical Nero had left on his coffee table).

in Lucina's defense, she had a lot more on her mind than trying to describe all the modern marvels of London when it came to bringing them here. for one thing, there had to be absolute certainty there'd be no getting stranded. they're the monarchs of a whole country! they have a three-year old daughter waiting for them!

that's why, amidst their toned-down attire (well, toned down for warrior monarchs), they have small crystals affixed to their belts that glow faintly. Miriel and Laurent did some quick tests, making Nero go back and forth through a portal on his own, to ensure they could maintain some kind of connection through magic that would at least let Ylisse know that their exalt was safe. like a beeper, but one-way.

"And it shows both current events and story entertainment," Chrom repeats, remembering Lucina sputtering it out first before getting lost in her tangle of explanations.]

Yes, exactly.

["How do you know which is which?"]

Ah, well...it...it's... [a little hard. Nero's had to affirm that there was no zombie outbreak more than once.

Nero's snapping at Nico startles her a little, prompting her to glance over to where they're working before quickly focusing back on her parents.]

It's all in the context. I think, were we native to this land and culture, it would make a lot more sense. Just the same as the things we're used to are.