Blake. Last name first. That's a clue to something, too — going by your last name is more common in certain professions, and this guy doesn't look like a football player. He does look like a Blake.
That scrap of paper's another little hint, another bit of evidence. Note-taking, research. He's not a hunter, Dean knows that much right off — most hunters wouldn't be quite as uprooted by the concept of other worlds. None that have been in the business for any real length of time, anyway.
The singularity, magic, those are... some pretty big ones to tackle too, considering the dude's still processing not being on planet Earth anymore, so he gently puts them in reverse again. Backs up a few paces.
"Hi, Blake. I'm Dean. From Kansas- more or less. From sometime around 2014." Give him a little bit of a frame of reference, something familiar to orient himself around. "About half of us are from the same general time period. Different versions of Earth, though. Mostly the same, but a few differences. The rest of us are from... hell, I don't know. Other places, anywhere from Lord of the Rings to freakin' Star Wars, it doesn't seem to matter to the ones pulling us through."
Take a second to let it sink in — he won't mention that he's being pretty god damn literal about that Star Wars thing.
"This world's called Abraxas. One continent that we know of, three major factions, two of 'em are at war. The one we're in's called the Free Cities, and we're headed to a place called Cadens. If it makes you feel any better, yearly orbit around the sun's pretty much the same. Off-brand medieval Christmas is comin' up in a couple months, if you wanna start thinkin' about presents early. I'm a gift card guy."
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That scrap of paper's another little hint, another bit of evidence. Note-taking, research. He's not a hunter, Dean knows that much right off — most hunters wouldn't be quite as uprooted by the concept of other worlds. None that have been in the business for any real length of time, anyway.
The singularity, magic, those are... some pretty big ones to tackle too, considering the dude's still processing not being on planet Earth anymore, so he gently puts them in reverse again. Backs up a few paces.
"Hi, Blake. I'm Dean. From Kansas- more or less. From sometime around 2014." Give him a little bit of a frame of reference, something familiar to orient himself around. "About half of us are from the same general time period. Different versions of Earth, though. Mostly the same, but a few differences. The rest of us are from... hell, I don't know. Other places, anywhere from Lord of the Rings to freakin' Star Wars, it doesn't seem to matter to the ones pulling us through."
Take a second to let it sink in — he won't mention that he's being pretty god damn literal about that Star Wars thing.
"This world's called Abraxas. One continent that we know of, three major factions, two of 'em are at war. The one we're in's called the Free Cities, and we're headed to a place called Cadens. If it makes you feel any better, yearly orbit around the sun's pretty much the same. Off-brand medieval Christmas is comin' up in a couple months, if you wanna start thinkin' about presents early. I'm a gift card guy."