[At some time in the early evening, a public call is made on the videophones. Those who choose to answer it are treated to the sight of a blue-haired teenage girl. She's wearing an unfamiliar black-grey ensemble with traces of purple and other miscellaneous colors, contrasted in style by a necklace whose brightest stone is a deep red—proof that she's another outsider who has been brought in. She doesn't really look particularly bothered by being here, either; more neutral than anything else, at least for now.

Being anywhere at all is at least marginally better than being nowhere, after all.]

This isn't exactly what I had in mind... [She briefly mutters to herself, though not quietly enough for it not to be heard. After that, she speaks up, now addressing anyone watching and listening:] Anyway, uh. Hi.

It's probably obvious, but I'm new here. The name's Mirys, and that holo you've got set up out here says I'm supposed to look for work while I'm around. [The word "work" is spoken with a vague hint of distaste; the thought of needing to look for jobs to do brings up some recent and fairly unwelcome memories.] Not really sure what sort of stuff would be in demand, though. I've got some experience as a hunter— [What kind of hunter isn't specified, though it might be obvious from what she says next:] —but I'd prefer to avoid that line of work if I can, and I'm fine with learning something new. If location matters, I'm probably gonna be trying to find a place to stay in... [Fumbling around with a copy of the map real quick.] ...Nova City? Something in or around there would probably work best.