((*Cackles* We've woken you up to torment you. Forever. And by the way...I'd like to be the one who says my name in public, thank you very much! X3 So yes, that makes me "Kelly." Only a
girl would create a guy dressed like he got thrown up by the era before the French Revolution. And maybe a Yeerk bounty hunter or two.
))
Mar laughs out loud, choking and holding his side upon realizing that laughing that hard is a really bad idea with a nasty wound on your left side. "Oh..." he states in a raspy voice. "...that's really
rich.."
Upon clearing his throat and regaining his composure, he seems to have gained an extremely amused expression, as if he finds the whole idea laughable. "Well, if you want to be extremely technical, He's actually inside this room with us. But then again, so am I and a number of powerful beings that frequent this reality. It's why I chose to come in as a mortal, if you remember. But the thing is..."
Mar pats Myitt on the shoulder. "...He rarely ever incarnates or even shows any kind of physical form. He does it more often in universes He has a fondness for, but it's always a big decision. I show up whenever I find it useful, on the other hand."