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MEADOWLARK MODS ([personal profile] larkers) wrote in [community profile] meadowlarklogs2020-03-14 11:16 am

ARRIVAL LOG 019

WHO: Everyone
WHERE: New Amsterdam
WHEN: March 22
WHAT: The nineteenth arrival
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Coercion and loss of autonomy. Further notes at the end of log.

> ARRIVAL LOG #019

Awareness comes to you in blurred snatches, cloudy fragments of sound and light, color, sensation. Hazy and difficult to grasp on to, but slowly aligning into focus. A series of regular, rhythmic beeps. A medicinal, astringent smell. The sensation of movement, a low hum and accompanying vibration under you. Your eyes are heavy, hard to keep open, but in the glimpses between slow, dark blinks you see two people in front of you: one dressed in a thick set of armor, while the other wears medical garb. Out the windshield in front, there are many tall buildings—all reaching up beyond a normal city skyline, all entirely too close to the vehicle itself.

You realize there are others next to you: all dressed the same way as you, you'll come to realize: in jeans, with a t-shirt bearing some kind of sports team logo. To your left there's an armored interior door, two more people visible, and the movement of streets passing through a windshield. You try to open your mouth to speak, but it's as if your tongue is coated in tar, and you manage nothing more than an empty parting of lips.

The vehicle lowers from its height and comes to a stop inside of an alley, with tall brick walls surrounding it. The guard opposite you stands and comes to unbuckle you from the bench, helping you to your feet. Your limbs feel wooden and heavy, slow to move. One guard opens the back of the vehicle, and the air outside feels immediately warm and dry. "Careful with your step," the guard says, helping you out. The nurse helps the others out, checking over each passenger one by one.

Once outside, you'll be able to hear some noises in the distance, which after a few seconds will be recognizable as the hum of a large crowd. There will even be loud cheers here and there, as if they're spectating some kind of event.

The main guard turns to address your entire group, and something about her bearing makes it clear she's done this before. "Now, listen to me very carefully." Your body will come to attention, immediately homing in on the words that follow, as if compelled to hang on every word. "You're going to leave this alley, and then follow my directions exactly." From there, the guard will go through a list of directions, only about five steps (round the corner, turn right, etc.). "Once you've done all that, you'll see a sign: Red Wings. Go inside and you'll make some new friends. They can help with the rest."

The guard will hop back into the van, which will rise off of the ground and disappear as soon as it arrived. Once it's gone, you'll find your legs moving almost without your permission, guiding you to follow the stops the guard laid out.

And, as promised, you'll end up outside a bar called the Red Wings.

Though entirely capable of independent action and thought, new characters will find themselves completely, unquestioningly compliant to any verbal statement which could be taken as a command or request – and that includes the message passed on from the mysterious patron.

> RED WINGS

The message from El comes the same as usual: insistent, not waiting for any active attempt to open it. Scrolling within your vision as if being written while you're reading it.

Well, some of you are going to have a group of newbies to bartend. Our newest group just got directed to the Red Wings. If anyone else wants to swing by to help get them oriented and move them to the safehouse, I'm guessing the people who are on the clock will thank you.


The Red Wings bar is in a section of the large, futuristic city that houses a sports stadium, though not so close to it that the newcomers will have to deal with dodging crowds. Red Wings is tucked away on a side street, meaning that those stumbling in won't have to worry about attracting too much attention.

Why did they get directed to a sports bar, of all places? That will become clear as soon as they start to speak to the people inside. This arrival, as it turns out, is a little different from the ones that have come before.

◉ Aesthetically, Red Wings is a retro tribute to the lost city of Detroit. It's all red neon, cars and sports memorabilia, with all fittings and decor elements physical where possible as a nod to the era. There is also some artwork dedicated to Motown and its significance within the city, and there is a section of the digital sound system for Motown.

◉ The main area is spacious, with stools at the bar and plenty of room for booths and standing space. One area is reserved for the physical darts board and pool table, which are permanent installations.

◉ There is also a function room available for private bookings and smaller events, though this is currently not quite as nicely done up as the main space.

◉ The bar has multiple neural interface screens installed throughout to make sure there's always an easy view of the game, with one larger screen set up over the bar itself for Big Game days. Unfortunately, this won't be available to the newcomers as they don't have their neural implants set up yet, but they'll be able to gather that the other people here seem to be watching a screen they can't see.

◉ Drinks include a range of the finest craft beers, popular spirits and a basic cocktail menu, but newbies won't have any money to their name just yet, so they'll have to rely on the kindness of strangers if they want something to eat or drink.

◉ Naturally, there will be some people working at the bar and others who are just there to hang out, but either way the newcomers should have plenty of people on-hand to explain the situation. With more on the way, potentially.

Further details about Red Wings and the staff can be found at this post put together by our Stephen Strange player, as he's one of the owners of the bar! Most of the information above was borrowed from this post.

Once the new characters have been oriented and calmed down as needed, they'll all be escorted by one of the established Displaced back to the safehouse. This is done for security and safety reasons.

> NEW AMSTERDAM (AND BEYOND)

Once the new Displaced have endured their four days in the safehouse, they'll have their IDs set up and will be released in this strange new world. New Amsterdam will be theirs to explore, and if they manage to get the lowdown from another Displaced who's been here longer, they may learn that they can travel even further than that.

Probably better to not get ahead of themselves, right? New Amsterdam has plenty to offer!

◉ It's Opening Day for the New Amsterdam Koniki (New Amsterdam's baseball team)! Despite the signings of the aces Jim Bridges and Osamu Kawakami, the Opening Day starter is long-time Koniki, Connor Tseng. Tseng is a finesse pitcher who's been with the Koniki through good and bad (and for the past few seasons, it's been a lot of bad). Never overpowering batters with a crazy fastball, Tseng hits his spots and is the master of the off-speed pitch. There are a mess of articles on the sports blog circuit about what message the Koniki are sending in having Tseng start the 2512 season, but most agree that it's a message to Tseng that he's still the team's leader. Bridges and Kawakami are undoubtedly more explosive, but these signings are clearly meant to build a team around their long-time ace.

Tickets to get into the Koniki's first game will be difficult to come by, selling for five and ten times too much on reseller sites. The savvy baseball fan knows that the stadium will be sold out, however, and can grab a short-term, one-day-only job to help meet the demands of Opening Day. And for anyone who's curious about the game but doesn't want to work at the stadium, it will definitely be broadcasted at Red Wings and plenty of other sports bars around the city.

The game itself will be a pitcher's duel for the first five innings between Tseng and the New Venice Gecko's ace, Jayson Soto. During the bottom of the fifth inning, rookie slugger Jiri Kim will hit a three-run homer, putting the Koniki up. Rather dramatically, the Geckos will come back in the top of the sixth, tying up the game and running Tseng off the mound. Both the Geckos and the Koniki will try to shore up the game via their bullpens. Ultimately, the Koniki will win in the bottom of the 10th inning in a walk-off fashion, with Kim hitting another home run to call it. The defense throughout the game is a mess for the Koniki, showing signs that even their new aces may struggle with that defensive backdrop.

Finally: yes, there is a designated hitter to protect pitchers.

◉ St. Patrick's Day is here! While the typical aspects of the holiday still exist, such as drinking a lot (and yes, alcohol and other drinks will be dyed green!) and getting pinched if you don't wear green, this day is also a time to remember the country of Ireland that's now under the Atlantic Ocean. The primary focus for New Amsterdam citizens is remembering the parts of Europe that were lost to the effects of climate change and the disaster of World War III.

So while there's plenty of merrymaking at various pubs, there are also neighborhood memorials set up for remembrance. There will be plenty of media coverage about this too, giving anyone new to this world a very immediate idea of the state that it's in, with a good portion of western Europe underwater.

◉ It's spring, which oddly means that fertility symbols begin to spring up around the city. They can take the form of actual symbols etched or painted onto walls, though there are also carved figurines and phallic shapes scattered around as well. (Feel free to browse here if you need ideas.)

◉ While these can be found at random around the city, they will also be associated with the shrines dedicated to the Displaced which have existed in New Amsterdam for some time now. These shrines are continuously taken down and put back up in different parts of the city. The NAPD as well as private interests seem intent on removing them for profit or controlling vandalism. Despite continuous efforts on both of their behalfs, these shrines continue to rise in number. There seems to be a cluster of them that get closer and closer to Red Wings. Candles and small offerings (flowers, dressings, and hand-made jewelry from wood and plants) can occasionally be seen near them.

◉ There will also be small spring gatherings held in parks where people will be happy to share their food and enjoy the new plants that have sprung up throughout the city. (Assuming that your allergies aren't being set off, anyway!) The Displaced are welcome to attend!

◉ On a more somber and serious note, non-violent protests have begun to spring up around the city in response to the situation on Mars. The people working on the Mars colony have been mistreated and forced into horrible conditions, and it seems more and more likely that the government is trying to keep that quiet and act as if things are better when they're really not. The protests are kept small in number by design, mainly because the people involved don't want to get immediately shut down by the NAPD -- or worse, have the UNA step in. They mainly take the form of people standing outside of campaign offices, though instead of handwritten signs, they're able to project digital versions with their implants.

Some NPC members of Morningstar who recently relocated to New Amsterdam will be involved in these protests as well. Any characters who feel strongly about this issue, want to learn more if they're new and uninformed, or who are simply interested in getting to know other Morningstar members better should feel free to participate. (Note: While we won't be able to thread out NPC interactions, feel free to use the questions thread below to discuss with us how your character would be received by these NPCs if you're interested in that!)

> SAFEHOUSE

Located under an abandoned hover-bike garage, access to the safehouse is a hatch in the floor beside a rusted set of metal shelves that used to hold tools and supplies. The immediate area is similarly abandoned: full of rundown and dilapidated warehouses and forgotten businesses, where numerous people squat in hopes of having some stability because they can't afford a place themselves. Gaby will be around, ready to greet as many of the new arrivals as she can and get them settled in. Brusque and no-nonsense, she'll be open to questions, but will advise the newcomers to ask the people who brought them in for the beginning bits of information. Newbies can also contact El through zeir inbox, if needed.

The safehouse is a large space with multiple rooms for storage, with the largest of the rooms filled with rows of basic cots set up to sleep a large amount of people. Basic, but outfitted with everything necessary for daily life. A few doors lead to back rooms for storage, medical care and a large communal bathroom, and past the long rows of cots there is a communal kitchen, fully stocked, and an eating area. Privacy is at a minimum.

◉ New characters will be asked to pick their beds, and provided with a change of (second-hand, mismatched and somewhat threadbare) clothes and basic toiletries.

◉ There is a mini-bar set up in the kitchen. The quality of the alcohol inside is akin to what someone might get from the well at a bar, but it's well-stocked. There will also be some dye set within reach of the mini-bar for anyone looking for some Irish cheer to add to their beverages. This is courtesy of Gaby, as per usual!

◉ While the kitchen has basic foods and necessities, anyone looking for a jolt of caffeine from coffee or tea will find themselves sorely lacking. The only tea present is herbal in nature, and caffeine appears to be almost nonexistent in most of the beverages lying around.

◉ Gaby will make it clear to all new arrivals that if they have any requests or queries, they should contact her or El. Either she or El will explain that they've been given a modest stipend of credits to help them get by until they can find a job. This will be enough to cover their living expenses for about a month while they hang out in the safehouse, if they're careful with budgeting.

◉ The drugs making new characters compliant will remain in their systems for a few hours after their arrival at the safehouse before finally beginning to fade. They will be gone entirely after a night's rest. In the meantime, they may want to be careful of what others say to them.

◉ New characters will be given rudimentary access to the network on arrival in the safehouse, but will not have their ID set up yet. They will be able to make posts and replies, but their messages will be anonymous and they do not have inboxes yet.

◉ New characters do not have access to the internet until their ID is setup. They only have limited access because they're present in the safehouse, but they can't surf the rest of the internet, check out Cooltalk, or watch the equivalent of Netflix until their ID is made.

◉ New characters cannot leave the safehouse at this time. The hatch is locked tight for them, making it impossible for them to get out for the next four days while they're locked inside. There won't be any immediately obvious ways to cut their way out through turning off the power.

New characters will not be allowed to leave the safehouse until MARCH 26 ICLY (MARCH 23 OOCLY). These 4 days are for them to adjust, learn about the world they've arrived in from their fellows, and for El to speak with them and work on setting up their IDs.

> FINAL OOC NOTES

You're now free to post to the network and logs comms. To reiterate, your characters will have no IDs or inboxes, nor be allowed out of the safehouse until MARCH 26 ICLY (MARCH 23 OOCLY). At that point it's expected they'll have gotten a good idea of their new situation from their fellow characters, and will have discussed their background and job potentials with El in order for their false IDs to be set up.

If you have any questions or ideas about how you'd like to get your character involved in the world, please head over to the plot engagement post and drop us a comment! For questions specific to this log, there is a thread below.

Please check out our March calendar rundown for a look at things happening this month, as well as some additional notes from the mods.

Something else to keep in mind is that on Monday, March 16th we'll be putting up a Metaplot Engagement Post, which will have a focus on how to integrate all players into the metaplot as well as take suggestions on future events and the direction you'd like the game to go. This will be open to everyone in-game, old players and new players alike, so please keep an eye out for it!

As we announced here, AC will be check-in only this month due to the state of the world right now. If you've taken a hiatus, this counts as your check-in, but otherwise please feel free to relax for the rest of the month. In addition, the HMD will be moved to next month. New players accepted in March will only have to submit 10 comments across 2-4 threads for the April 2020 AC (which goes up on May 1, 2020).

magicalglowstick: (91)

[personal profile] magicalglowstick 2020-04-22 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
I'm hardly offended.

[It's probably...a lot. To be thrown into this new world, and if she's from Thedas then she must be just as overwhelmed and confused as he was when he first arrived. As he still is often times.]

Cassandra Pentaghast, [he tests the name as he nods his head in a now proper greeting.] You...work closely with Hawke and Varric, then?
veraz: (hair back; look up a little)

[personal profile] veraz 2020-04-22 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
That's a long time to be so far from the familiar.

Presuming they're stuck here for the rest of their lives. Which...well. Marta has no reason to think otherwise, does she?

A guide? I'd be interested in it if you have it handy. [ If only she knew... ]

Okay. That's weird. Possibly the weirdest part of all this. [ A sigh. ] But I think...food, and then I can read the guide, if that's okay?
veraz: (hair back; swallow)

LOL it finally came up in this other thread I'm doing

[personal profile] veraz 2020-04-22 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. [ She frowns. How would that even work? Thinking about it too hard leads to horror movie territory and she knows it. Instead, she focuses on his question. ]

Briefly. It was at the bar, Red Wings. [ Marta shakes her head. ] That whole first day is kind of a blur.

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👀

[personal profile] warfares 2020-04-22 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
It can vary.

( his experience of it has been fairly controlled, truthfully. there was a reason for this beyond his dislike of even the appearance of vulnerability, but it had been some time since he'd discovered his new power. long enough for him to get a grip on it. so, really, his caution was out of habit rather than an actual fear.

after a moment, he offers her his hand, palm up.
)
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[personal profile] magicalglowstick 2020-04-22 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Fenris studies the other's expression in kind, noticing the shift from defiance to...something else. His own expression falters at this and his smirk fades, replaced with the briefest glimmer of confusion before someone very loudly pulls him from his thoughts with a firm and half drunk "do you two mind?".

Fenris glances over his shoulder to see a very angry patron trying to get through with two drinks, more people behind looking awfully irate. Ah, they've been...blocking the path for a while now, stubbornness rooting him to the ground. A need to "win" with this stranger. Honestly, it's embarrassing now that his actions are fully dawning upon him. But even so...

He glances back to the giant of a man, features now neutralized but his eyes communicating something a little more intense.]


Not at all, my apologies, [he offers the patron before he steps to the side, not breaking eye contact with the other and allowing the smallest trace of a smirk back to his face as if to take this victory away by pretending it's no actual 'loss'.

It's a control thing.]
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[personal profile] deadthenred 2020-04-22 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know. [ Bucky grew up saying grace at the table, because that was what a body did, in those days. If he has any faith at all it's only an echo of that old habit.

Some things take practice, maybe.]


I don't know. But it wouldn't be the weirdest thing I've seen.

[ Here, or otherwise. ]
strove: (tarot cards are difficult to understand)

[personal profile] strove 2020-04-22 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
I can't hand over the guide. Remember: it's all digital. You're not setup yet.

[So. Clarke would take her downstairs, but odds are that Marta would be trapped there, separate from everyone else. Not a good way to get her footing here.]

But I can get you food. Get you fed, and then take you to the safehouse. Once you're there? You'll be able to read the guide. We made sure to set it up so newcomers could access it at any time.
veraz: (hair back; swallow)

with Quentin!

[personal profile] veraz 2020-04-22 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ Somehow she didn't expect the offered hand, even given the topic of conversation. But she takes it, uncertainty ringing across the emotional bond as it flares to life. Beyond that is a low-level bit of depression from the entire situation, being so far from her family, the strangeness of it all.

There's curiosity, too, which turns to a bit of giddy joy mixed with shock at the sudden glow from either of their chests. Her hold is firm but gentle, relaxed enough that he could pull away at any point. ]


What is it you can do?
veraz: (birthday; deer in headlights)

[personal profile] veraz 2020-04-22 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, right. Okay.

[ Everything is digital. It's going to take a little adjusting to, that concept, but Marta nods and swallows. Food sounds good. Something normal sounds good. ]

The safehouse. Okay. [ Ugh, she's repeating herself. ] Is that where all the new people go, to acclimate?
strove: (Clarke would survive the dinopocalypse)

[personal profile] strove 2020-04-22 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. It was more ... an incidental thing, but now it just gives them time to get you setup here. Any accreditation that you might need, or anything they can get you going with. Most of it's still baseline, but—[She shrugs.] It's a start.

[A beat.]

Anything you'd like? We have the run of the kitchen. Technically.
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[personal profile] warfares 2020-04-22 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
( the depression is sharpest first, a bruise that may never entirely heal. then, comes the nerves and finally the wonder. it is a marvel, this connection, for all that it can be so very inconvenient, and he allows her a moment to experience the empathy bond in all its glory. )

I make fire.

( it's a bit of an oversimplification.

there is a confidence, nonetheless, ringing through the empathy bond. a certainty. this is old hat by now.
)
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[personal profile] veraz 2020-04-22 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
I'll take the start.

[ Marta sighs and looks around, focusing on what she can see of the menu in terms of what's available in the kitchens here. ]

What about chili fries?
veraz: (hair back; well actually)

[personal profile] veraz 2020-04-22 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
Wow.

[ That's...cool. Impressive, honestly, and very comic book-y. Granted the whole setup was comic book-y, wasn't it? Traveling centuries into the future, into a world full of tech and lacking paper. Sometimes it was kind of amazing.

Mostly it was pretty daunting. Marta was internally terrified of fucking up, unable to lie to protect herself, and getting others exposed or in trouble somehow.

(Granted, those were all feeling she was somewhat used to, being the child of an undocumented immigrant.) ]


Thank you for showing me this.
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[personal profile] veraz 2020-04-22 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
Perhaps.

[ She's never heard of God called the Maker, but she can accept that is what Cassandra is talking about, easily. Catholicism was a strong focal point of her adolescence, after all.

Probably one of the more comforting ideas. That this is all part of a plan. ]


Are you very religious?
veraz: (hair back; tired)

[personal profile] veraz 2020-04-22 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know how good of a student I'll be today, it's been a bit of a whirlwind, [ she admits with a bit of a rueful smile, but she'd love to make the attempt.

Then he mentions a blue glow and her expression turns to confusion. She blinks at his offered hand and without thinking of the possible consequences, takes it.

Marta's confusion rings loud across the connection, along with her desire to help in most situations intermingling in there. But the light is what catches her attention, the soft blue glow radiating from both of their chests causing her to pull back suddenly. ]


Jesus Christ, [ she whispers, and then covers her mouth with a hand before dropping it back down again and trying to look casual ]. Sorry. I just. I didn't expect that.
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[personal profile] intellects 2020-04-22 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
( a soft sound of an exhale slips between her lips, but annabeth doesn't argue. she doesn't plan to live here any longer than she's kept on house arrest, so it'll be a moot point in a few days. then, if she breaks a toaster out of boredom, it's only silena who will likely be mad at her. )

Not much of a thorough guidebook, but I got it. ( she doesn't sound impressed. ) Do you think it's missing anything?
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[personal profile] stabsbooks 2020-04-23 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
I...[ Maker, this is almost physically painful to say. ] I...work...with Varric.

I had the honor of meeting the Champion once, briefly.

[ Before she died, she doesn't add. If he doesn't know...Cassandra's hardly the one to tell him. Is she? Surely not. ]
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[personal profile] realists 2020-04-23 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes. You might be a better bet than me since your saving poor people thing has been so successful.

[ jyn hates bureaucracy, first of all, and she knows that the more successes a person has the more likely they are to be listened to. also marcos is a man and jyn is used to being underestimated and underutilized because she is a relatively diminutive woman. ]

I can sketch out a sort of outline for it though.
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[personal profile] heliophilous 2020-04-23 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Saving poor people thing.

( the name makes him laugh and then he shakes his head. )

Okay, get me a sketch and I'll get it out there.
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[personal profile] championofsnark 2020-04-24 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Hawke knows how hard it would have hit Vaarric because she knows how hard it would have hit her. Except in that world he'd have to write to her sister to let her know she was the only Hawke left, and that would be very difficult for her beloved little sister. She tries not to think too much on it; easier to know that her own sister still has to live with her.]

He was still paranoid you were trying to catch me, at least in the beginning. I pointed out it was unlikely you were capable of such subterfuge. [Hawke smiles wryly.] No offense meant, you just don't have the look of a natural born liar, like we are.

[No, Cassandra is fairly up front, which is why her motivation probably seemed so suspect to an overprotective rogue. She shrugs, flagging down for another ale because she's really going to need to get tipsy eventually. She has a ridiculous tolerance so it takes a great deal.]

Neither of us could understand why you would want me after how I fucked over Kirkwall. That's hardly what the Inquisition needed.

[The cold hard truth and snuck in there is a vulnerable reveal: what she did to Kirkwall. Not what Anders did. She'll always blame herself.]
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[personal profile] personalwar 2020-04-24 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ In truth, Jack doesn't feel much better about the potential death of a planet that shares so much in common with his own. It's not his Earth, but it's an Earth, and that means that his version might be facing this sort of fate one day too.

The mention of colonies draws his attention, primarily because it's a tale he's heard before from others here. Or at least similar enough to make him wonder. ]


There's a colony on Mars, but it sounds like it's a mess up there. [ He glances up toward the sky, not there's anything to see. ] The conditions for the people working there and trying to terraform are bad. You'll see the politicians going back and forth on it.

[ Jack shrugs, because when it comes down to it that isn't really his problem. In a different life he would have been involved, but this place isn't home and he doesn't need to get drawn into issues that aren't his to handle.

He already put a lot of sweat, blood, and even tears into trying to protect his own Earth. He's given enough, hasn't he? ]
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[personal profile] strove 2020-04-24 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
A staple for bars, apparently. [Clarke says it almost like she's a foreign person running a bar.

But then, she is.]


We can get that going for you.
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[personal profile] monomachy 2020-04-24 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Starting over is never easy. Diana has done it at least a dozen times over the past century, but that doesn't mean her heart feels any lighter when she does it. No matter how hard she tries not to, she can't help but form connections everywhere she goes, find people she grows to care about and things she knows she'll miss when she inevitably leaves. But being there for mankind had made hiding herself, her immortality, a necessity, and it didn't take her long to figure that out.

It feels--wrong, somehow, to have dropped this in his lap and then just leave him to mull over it all. But she also doesn't want him to feel like she's prying. It's a delicate balance, one she's had to spend a long time learning (and sometimes still isn't successful at hitting).

But now, she thinks, is a time when perhaps having a while alone to think would be best. So she nods in return, angling her body towards the door.]


You're welcome. If you need anything else, or have any questions, feel free to reach out to me.

[Something she knows isn't easy, especially considering the circumstances, but she offers nonetheless.]
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[personal profile] bloodbathing 2020-04-24 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ For his part, Maine couldn't care less about the irate people around them. This is Maine's spot now: they can fucking deal. But the prickly stranger steps to the side and apologizes, opening the way for one drunk person after another to squeeze their way through.

It's immediately too many people for Maine's tastes. He snorts and takes a step back, distancing himself from the tipsy mob. Then, with one last half-irritated, half-puzzled look at the other Displaced, he turns to leave.

They'll probably run into each other again at some point. Hopefully, it won't be literally. ]
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[personal profile] bloodbathing 2020-04-24 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Maine nods in agreement. Then he clicks his tongue against his teeth, tsking at the thought of having to uncover their objectives. He's a man who excels when he has a mission to accomplish. Give him a task, and he'll get shit done, no matter what it takes. But without a clear objective…? ]

Not great at investigating.

[ He's reclaimed a bit of curiosity in the past year. He's at least learned how to question things more often. However, he's still a follower at heart, and his creativity is lacking. ]

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