Thanks to his military training, Alex was able to hear the English accent coming from the young, distant man. He had met many English people, both outside and inside the armed forces...but he did always find their accents rather unique. He then wondered if he could find some of his genealogy in Britain. He shook of that thought as he tried to focus on more important work as he glanced to the portals again.<br/><br/>"Yeah...Maybe. My name is Alexander, by the way...Most just call me Alex...or 'the Great'...seeming as how I'm actually Italian and, you know, Alexander the Great, Emperor of Rome and whatnot. But, I guess Alex is just good enough."<br/><br/>He looked at all the portals present and began thinking aloud,"But...which one? For all we know...each of them could lead to certain doom...And, let me tell ya...I had dreams and nightmares before...but this is way, way different. I've been having war relapses for the nights I came back from overseas...so there is no way this is a dream...unless one of us is going absolutely insane..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>