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genessia2018-03-22 09:10 am
redreigning) wrote in genessia2018-03-22 09:10 am
OO MAMA MIA IT'S REN PAPA PIA (INTRO)
(I) [Video]
( after a groggy arrival in what ren could really only describe as a luxury vampire pod and being greeted/lectured at by a hologram that was, decidedly, not princess lea telling him he was her only hope, ren wanders further out into the city before coming to a halt by a magazine stand. he shuffles through what he has in his arms to pull out the phone he was given. an upgrade from his own, for sure, but something he'd trade back for his own in a heartbeat, since that's where his friends are. at least this one seems to function similarly, so he doesn't have any trouble pulling video share up, even if his expression is still dubious. )
Hey. If Snow White back there was telling the truth, I guess I'm not the only one on this thing. Might be the only one to end up in some weird place a second time without realizing how he got there though...
( his attention drifts away a little, distracted, and then comes back. )
Anyway, to any other lottery-I-never-entered winners like me who are seeing this and wanna buddy-up to figure this mess out, I'm currently holding open auditions for a friend in...uh... ( where did that girl say he was again? whatever, he'll just turn the phone around and hope someone recognizes- ) this place.
( please enjoy this small virtual tour of central genessia as ren does a full 360 of his surroundings, then flips his phone back properly in his fingers. )
So yeah. Any takers? ( pause. ) I'm an asset, I swear.
(II) [Action]
( all right, he's...been in a similar sort of situation before, so first things first: know your surroundings. it's probably best to figure things out for himself rather than just blindly trusting what the weiss girl said, so he needs to explore the area. who's an enemy. what you can use. where you can hide. be cool about it though, or you'll draw suspicion, which is good because ren is actually pretty practiced at-
that's a cat cafe.
he stops dead in his tracks, attention laser-focused on the cat-head sign out front before he makes a sharp and unquestioned turn to head right inside.
if there is anyone there, he doesn't spot them immediately, or is simply too captivated by the cat tree in the corner to not make a beeline straight for that and the cat resting peacefully there until ren puts his big uninvited hand on it. )
This is absolutely the best, most trustworthy place there could possibly be in this city, but I guess I can't stick around here forever... ( uh, not that he wants to. he definitely wants to go home. but this is one aspect of this place he's not going to complain about. his thumb strokes delicately between the cat's ears and if he's smiling a little more than he has since he got here, he can't really help that. ) Do you know someone who can help me out?
( he's just being cute. or actually expects an answer because he's been living with a talking cat for the better half of a year before getting dumped here. either way, his attention isn't leaving until he's approached. )
( after a groggy arrival in what ren could really only describe as a luxury vampire pod and being greeted/lectured at by a hologram that was, decidedly, not princess lea telling him he was her only hope, ren wanders further out into the city before coming to a halt by a magazine stand. he shuffles through what he has in his arms to pull out the phone he was given. an upgrade from his own, for sure, but something he'd trade back for his own in a heartbeat, since that's where his friends are. at least this one seems to function similarly, so he doesn't have any trouble pulling video share up, even if his expression is still dubious. )
Hey. If Snow White back there was telling the truth, I guess I'm not the only one on this thing. Might be the only one to end up in some weird place a second time without realizing how he got there though...
( his attention drifts away a little, distracted, and then comes back. )
Anyway, to any other lottery-I-never-entered winners like me who are seeing this and wanna buddy-up to figure this mess out, I'm currently holding open auditions for a friend in...uh... ( where did that girl say he was again? whatever, he'll just turn the phone around and hope someone recognizes- ) this place.
( please enjoy this small virtual tour of central genessia as ren does a full 360 of his surroundings, then flips his phone back properly in his fingers. )
So yeah. Any takers? ( pause. ) I'm an asset, I swear.
(II) [Action]
( all right, he's...been in a similar sort of situation before, so first things first: know your surroundings. it's probably best to figure things out for himself rather than just blindly trusting what the weiss girl said, so he needs to explore the area. who's an enemy. what you can use. where you can hide. be cool about it though, or you'll draw suspicion, which is good because ren is actually pretty practiced at-
that's a cat cafe.
he stops dead in his tracks, attention laser-focused on the cat-head sign out front before he makes a sharp and unquestioned turn to head right inside.
if there is anyone there, he doesn't spot them immediately, or is simply too captivated by the cat tree in the corner to not make a beeline straight for that and the cat resting peacefully there until ren puts his big uninvited hand on it. )
This is absolutely the best, most trustworthy place there could possibly be in this city, but I guess I can't stick around here forever... ( uh, not that he wants to. he definitely wants to go home. but this is one aspect of this place he's not going to complain about. his thumb strokes delicately between the cat's ears and if he's smiling a little more than he has since he got here, he can't really help that. ) Do you know someone who can help me out?
( he's just being cute. or actually expects an answer because he's been living with a talking cat for the better half of a year before getting dumped here. either way, his attention isn't leaving until he's approached. )