Aye. If not through personal connection, but reputation.
[He pauses.]
Oh yeah? That makes one of us, for sure. I'm still piecin' it all together, but there's a moment when I was a wee bairn when the sky fell 'round my ears, made me inta the "Legion" that so many fear. Haven't quite cracked what it is yet.
[David thinks on that a moment, understanding Bruce's hesitation to call upon the castle.]
Gimme jus' a tic, an' I'll see what I can find in town. Findle the Finder, yuir powers are mine.
[Several moments pass, as David channels Findle the Finder, the errant personality with the gift of Universal Location. Then, he channels Wormhole Wodo to deliver a stack of what looks like rough parchment directly to Bruce. It appears through a small, greenish wormhole in space that only lingers for a second before closing.]
Sorry that it's a wee bit on the primitive side, but that's all they seem ta have in town. Part o' me almost feels bad for whoever the poor sod is who's the original owner of the stuff, but I can't very well make somethin' from nothin'. That should be a start, anyway.
Indeed. I was really surprised when I made the connection when he was cast as Banner
[He pauses.]
Oh yeah? That makes one of us, for sure. I'm still piecin' it all together, but there's a moment when I was a wee bairn when the sky fell 'round my ears, made me inta the "Legion" that so many fear. Haven't quite cracked what it is yet.
[David thinks on that a moment, understanding Bruce's hesitation to call upon the castle.]
Gimme jus' a tic, an' I'll see what I can find in town. Findle the Finder, yuir powers are mine.
[Several moments pass, as David channels Findle the Finder, the errant personality with the gift of Universal Location. Then, he channels Wormhole Wodo to deliver a stack of what looks like rough parchment directly to Bruce. It appears through a small, greenish wormhole in space that only lingers for a second before closing.]
Sorry that it's a wee bit on the primitive side, but that's all they seem ta have in town. Part o' me almost feels bad for whoever the poor sod is who's the original owner of the stuff, but I can't very well make somethin' from nothin'. That should be a start, anyway.