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First Snap - [Video - Night time]

[He managed waking up fine, weird pod and all, and even stranger some information about his new place. He doesn't particularly care, he'd been in an 'anywhere but here' kind of situation. His wish is granted, but as he leaves the bay, there's a monster in front of him.]

Whoa! I come to a new place and there's monsters roaming around!

[The screen goes back, stuffed into a pocket most likely and the sound of gunshots, and a bit of a scuffle.

He appears on screen with a huge grin.]

Haha! Victory!

[He hums a fairly familiar tune, at that.]

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What's that wa-aaah!

[Prompto gets knocked aside and groans. That hurts, more than a little stumble should, but it's not the daemon's fault. He drops his phone in the process and at least knows better than to go after it, instead raising his gun and firing off two shots.

It takes a moment for him to recover his breath and he gets up with a little groan.]

I'm okay!

Could you move the camera a little to the right, and up?

[ Dorothy had, fortunately for Prompto, explored much of Genessia by now. The city especially - it was easy to do, with a straightforward layout of streets.

With Prompto's help, she was nearly certain she knew where he was.

She was almost at the archway now. Her quick pace might have been hard for a human to manage, but she wasn't hampered by that limitation. ]

Yeah, okay sure!

[He moves his screen for her to see what she wants to, if that even helps. He could maybe figure it out himself, if it weren't for the monsters.]

[ There. She knows which intersection he's at. As she could have guessed, he's not actually far away from the entrance portal. He must have gotten hit by the monsters soon after leaving the Bay.

Then: ]

Three coming behind you, slowly, trying for surprise.

[That's his cue that he needs to be paying attention to what he's doing.]

Okay, let's do this. Um, thanks for your help anyway!

[The video cuts out, he's presuming he's just too busy to ask and now hell be on his own, he has no idea she's headed his way.]

[ Soon, there's the sound of something very large and heavy slamming into things with a metallic bang.

Then, approaching Prompto, is a strange sight -

A small, petite-looking woman, not much taller than five feet high, wearing a costume which was clearly a gothic take on Alice in Wonderland. Lifting up, high above her head, a commercial-sized dumpster from a back alley.

Its purpose was clear when another set of monsters rushed her. Smoothly, without any hint of effort or strain on her face, she brought the dumpster down on top of them in a messy sort of crunch. Anything which still seemed to twitch afterward, she continued to flatten in a series of short, heavy bangs.

It didn't seem like she cared about the state of her outfit, much.

Once that wave of monsters was dealt with, she continued walking toward Prompto, casually carrying her improvised weapon.

Dryly: ] You hung up before I could give you directions.

[Prompto is doing okay, keeping himself alive as the monsters approach. He would pivot, aim and fire of a shot, maybe two. Then he would repeat it. He doesn't seem to be doing too badly, although he himself looks like someone dragged him to hell and back.

There are bruises along his arms, as though he's been restrained, among a few others, and a small gash on his left temple that can only be seen when his hair is brushed aside by wind. It isn't bleeding, it's not as fresh as that.

Dorothy is a bit of a distraction, but not enough to lose sight of what he's doing, but she seems to take care of a bunch of them, giving him space to breathe.]

I-I...[She came to scold him in person?]

Sorry!

Keeping yourself alive is more important.

[ She gave Prompto a once-over, carefully cataloging the damage and the wounds. As easy as these monsters were to fight, they never stopped coming. Eventually, Prompto would tire, and when that happened?

Based on what the announcements on the CPU indicated, he'd be safe once he was inside.

Calmly: ]

Follow me.

You can shoot any foes from a distance. If they close in, I will crush them before they damage you further.

R-Right! I know that!

[He smiles and shrugs and follows after her, since she still knows the area and he doesn't.]

Okay. I m-mean that makes sense.

[ Dorothy quietly led them - well, quiet, save for any loud bangs of the dumpster smushing monsters into pavement.

She looked at Prompto, discretely, as she fought. He didn't seem to have been fighting these creatures for too long, actually. Which meant he hadn't been grabbed by them - those bruises on his arms didn't look consistent with rough grappling. Not the type you'd find in uncoordinated combat with mindless animals.

He'd been through a lot, clearly, but it didn't seem like the current battle was the cause.

Eventually, she stated, bluntly: ]

You were injured when you arrived here.

[He didn't catch her looking and he jumps in surprise at her words. That's kind of embarrassing, isn't it? He had been hurt, but that isn't something he wants to think very much about.]

Y-Yeah, but I'm okay!

[Self-consciously, he rubs at the leather bracelets on his right wrist.]

[ She looks at the motion, and her eyes narrow.

Is it pride, that he ignores his injuries? She didn't understand human pride very well, but it would seem to be consistent with what she'd observed.

Still: ]

I can lead you to a hospital, or a healer, instead of the apartment.

... You don't have to answer their questions. I'll tell them to treat your wounds anyway.

[It isn't pride, so much as denial perhaps, and a lack of time to deal with it. He doesn't think he's so injured he needs a hospital though.]

I-No. It's fine. We can just go to the room.

[He's thinking he'd like a shower and sleep, actually. That sounds heavenly right about then.]

[ Dorothy’s eyes narrow a little and then -

wham -

- three zombies in one crunch. Not bad.

She tries to tell herself that the stranger isn’t as badly injured as he seems. ]

All right.

We have a few more blocks to go.

Kay, that sounds great.

[He smiles for her, nodding a bit too. He hasn't put his gun away and takes down some kind of lumbering creature in the distance as they walk.]

I can't wait to stretch out on a bed!

[ Again, there's a long stretch interspersed with murdering via bullets and dumpster.

When they're close to the apartment, though ... ]

... I'm sorry. I realized I haven't introduced myself.

My name is R. Dorothy Wayneright.

[He smiles at her, after killing another wandering creature.]

I'm Prompto Argentum! It's nice to m-meet you!

[It's no offense meant, but he's ready to find a nice bed to lie in.]

[ She leaves the dumpster on the ground, for just a moment, and points towards a doorway across the street. ]

There is the Genessia Commons.

The creatures don't follow people indoors. It's as if they're repelled by a barrier.

Thanks a lot. For your help I mean.

[He shifts awkwardly. Another monster comes ambling around the corner and he raises his gun, firing it without another thought.]

I'm going to bed now.

Good night, Prompto.

[ And, once he’s under the awning for the door - Dorothy begins to climb up a fire escape.

It’s probably easier to travel via the roofs than on the street, but it likely makes for an odd sight. ]

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