[Somewhere over Fayren, Bridget is recording the slow beginnings of the sunrise. She'll have to head in shortly but she was starting to push the envelope more and more.]

I'm really starting to feel a bit stale without a species to protect or an insane criminal to hunt. I haven't even had to regrow anything for nearly a year. I think tonight I'll go visit the arena and blow off a bit.

[So what if it's been converted into some sort of factory at the moment? It's the one safe place to blow things up.]

I certainly wouldn't mind some company...

[The video clicks and the feed begins with a quick red haze passing through it. It's hard to identify what it was since it was now deep within the owner's pocket. The feed appears to be in someone's pocket and had a clear view of Genessia Hospital's emergency ward. Right beside the owner was an old woman whom was slowly coming to her senses. If she wasn't in the emergency room, one would doubt that she was ill in the first place - because she looked perfectly healthy.]

Thank you, young man.. I mean doctor. I've never been better. I need to show you my appreciation!

There's no need for it.

But there is! I was half-beaten to death by those thugs who stole my money. But with your care, I don't even have a single wound or bruise in me. I wish I could pay you, but I have nothing of value left. Thank you, Doctor.

It doesn't matter. I'll have you discharged by daybreak.

[The woman still sounded frail but looked upon the doctor with great appreciation in her features. The doctor on the other hand sounded professional if not indifferent and cold. If only this woman knew that in exchange for healing her completely, he took some of her blood. Happily, the bandages that remained on her body, however small, hid the puncture marks well.]

( Cut for length )

((ooc: All Italicized dialogue is from either the patient or the head nurse.))

Action

[He's not entirely sure what's going on. First he woke up in what he thought was a coffin at first, second he found out that he's not in Beacon anymore, and third he has no idea how to get back or how he got here in the first place. He's thankful for the pamphlet and the communicator, at least he has someone who he can talk to about going home, so that's where he's going. Everglade, or at least he hoped.

Ren had somehow managed to get himself a little lost around Genessia City, making one too many wrong turns. So here he is, confused and lost standing in the middle of a large and strange city.]

Video

[Well, he's been given this communicator so he might as well use it. Who knows, he might get lucky and someone he knows might save his sorry hide from whatever predicament he's been put in.]

Hello. I'm Lie Ren. Can someone help me with a problem I have?

[Straight forward and clear, best way to address things.]