[Talk - Siegfried]

Introduction card for Siegfried Iskandar, the Ultimate Operatic Tenor. He's a tall, elegant boy with dark brown skin, icy blue eyes, and lethally sharp cheekbones. He's wearing a gold-trimmed blue suit and waistcoat.

Siegfried looks serious.
Siegfried
Guten tag.

The most beautiful voice I’d ever heard in my life emanated from the elegant fellow standing in front of me. He wore what looked like a… costume suit from the Edwardian era? He must do some sort of theater.

Tim smiles.
Timaeus
Wow… Oh! I know a little German. Ich… spreche ein bisschen Deutsch?

My miserable pronunciation apparently amused him– he smiled and pushed his glasses back up his nose. I subsconsiously did the same.

Siegfried smiles.
Siegfried
Not horrible, for an Amerikaner.

His Japanese was just as heavily accented as my German was to him. He spoke slowly and deliberately, and his voice… Oh, I could listen to him read a phone book.

Siegfried grows serious again.
Siegfried
I am Siegfried Iskandar. The Ultimate… Operatic Tenor, is what Hope’s Peak Academy calls me.
Tim grins.
Timaeus
Siegfried? Like the ancient German folk hero? You’re practically fated to do opera with a name like that.
Siegfried looks to the side.
Siegfried
I suppose that is so. What is your name?
Tim smiles.
Timaeus
Timaeus Woodworth, I’m the Ultimate Librarian. Nice to meet you…?

I held my hand out for a handshake, but he was too busy glancing around the room.

Sieg frowns.
Siegfried
Herr Woodworth. Do you know where we are?
Tim looks confused.
Timaeus
N-no?
Sieg looks dismissive.
Siegfried
Hm.

With that glowing repartee, he wandered off. Hopefully the next person wouldn’t be quite so dismissive…?

Ishi yells.
Ishi
Hey! What the hell man, you don't leave a bro hangin' like that!

Oh boy.

Tim looks annoyed.
Timaeus
Ishi, he doesn’t have to shake my hand if he doesn’t want to!
Sieg looks annoyed.
Siegfried
And I do not have to take orders from some Mädchen in a swimsuit–
Ishi gets big mad.
Ishi
What did he call me???
Tim fusses at Ishi.
Timaeus
He just called you a girl! Mädchen means girl!!
Ishi calms down a little.
Ishi
Well he still doesn’t get t’say a word about my fashion sense wearin' that Victorian-ass clown suit!
Siegfried now gets big mad.
Siegfried
What– do I look like I want to wear this– diese verfluchten Lappen–

His voice cracked into a higher octave as he grew more frustrated– already proving his Ultimate title. Even his speaking voice had more range than my singing one.

Siegfried snaps.
Siegfried
–I do not even know where the hell I am much less what I’m wearing and I just want to get out of this gottverdammt place so leave me the hell alone!!

Ishi was about to retort but I elbowed her with as much force as I could muster (it probably felt like getting hit with a popsicle stick.)

Tim yells at Ishi.
Timaeus
Ishi stop it!! Can’t you see he’s scared? And it’s Edwardian, not Victorian.
Siegfried looks scared.
Siegfried
I-I am not scared, Herr Woodworth…
Tim looks annoyed.
Timaeus
Yes you are, we’re all scared, okay? But we’re not gonna get anything done until we stop screaming at each other! Ishi, apologize for bickering at him, okay?
Ishi frowns.
Ishi
Only if he apologizes for being a rude-ass binch!
Siegfried regains his composure.
Siegfried
Look, Fräulein, I am sorry for not feeling particularly comfortable talking to strangers when I have just been abducted! Or do you not realize the gravity of the situation?

He tried to force himself back into stoic composure, but he was pretty shaken up by, well, everything.

Ishi puffs out her cheeks.
Ishi
Tim smiles.
Timaeus
… There, some peace and quiet! Isn’t that better?
Ishi sulks.
Ishi
No.
Siegfried looks away.
Siegfried
Nein.
Tim looks exasperated.
Timaeus
Okay… let’s move on, then. Sorry for the trouble, Siegfried.

He nodded sharply as I dragged Ishi away to go talk to the others. I should’ve known something like this would happen– of course tempers would be running high. Ishi had a shorter fuse than most, I knew that already, but… seems like I should keep an eye on Siegfried, too.

And now we had someone who didn’t even recognize the clothes they wore. What could that mean?