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Log 001 | Arrival
action; genessia; outside the bay
[Fet casts an impressive shadow in the late summer sun, standing before Weiss' hologram, watching with interest as she speaks. Much like an attentive student during a lecture, he references the materials he was provided, fingers the pendant draped around his neck at it's mention, and looks toward the sky when the barrier is brought up. As the hologram continues its explanation, he reaches into one of the many pockets in his vest and withdraws a cigarillo, lighting it and holding it between his teeth for a moment before taking a drag and holding the flavorful smoke in his mouth for a second before releasing it slowly.
His jaw muscle works thoughtfully as the hologram finishes, and he brings the cigarillo to his lips again, taking a slower pull from the wrapped tobacco and releasing it with an exhaled sigh.]
...Is that right?
[His voice is heavily accented, something Eastern European, and he works his jaw thoughtfully again before he reaches into the pocket of his coat, much too warm for this weather, and pulls out the device he was left in the box, just like everyone else, looking down at it thoughtfully before tucking it back into his pocket.]
Kidnapped then, is it?
[A lot of the message is lost of Fet, though he assumes he'll come to understand it in time. He's more concerned about understanding who else might be here than figuring out where here is exactly, at least for the moment. He thought vampires overrunning the city was a big deal. This just made his life a lot more complicated.]
video;
[Fet takes the phone back out of his pocket and turns it on. The interface is fairly intuitive, and starting the video transmission is pretty self-explanatory. He holds the phone up, greeting the network with a friendly smile. While his words are thickly accented, his command of the English language isn't in question.]
Hello, everyone. Or is it fellow captives? I don't know what to call the lot of us. Anyway, I'm Fet. Looks like I just got in off the boat.
[He begins to walk in the direction the documentation indicated toward the offered housing. A place to sleep is a good place to secure first, after all.]
I don't remember buying a ticket, but the vacation's nice. [He smirks.] Anybody know if it's paid, 'sides the cash they left with the phone, I mean. [And he shakes his head slightly.] Also, what can be said of this place, eh? I know what the welcome message said, and the pamphlet, but the best way to get to know a place is to ask the locals. I don't really care about what's outside the barrier, or any of that. Not yet. Just would like to know what a newbie should know.
[And he flashes the camera a charming smile.]
Thanks for listening.
[Fet casts an impressive shadow in the late summer sun, standing before Weiss' hologram, watching with interest as she speaks. Much like an attentive student during a lecture, he references the materials he was provided, fingers the pendant draped around his neck at it's mention, and looks toward the sky when the barrier is brought up. As the hologram continues its explanation, he reaches into one of the many pockets in his vest and withdraws a cigarillo, lighting it and holding it between his teeth for a moment before taking a drag and holding the flavorful smoke in his mouth for a second before releasing it slowly.
His jaw muscle works thoughtfully as the hologram finishes, and he brings the cigarillo to his lips again, taking a slower pull from the wrapped tobacco and releasing it with an exhaled sigh.]
...Is that right?
[His voice is heavily accented, something Eastern European, and he works his jaw thoughtfully again before he reaches into the pocket of his coat, much too warm for this weather, and pulls out the device he was left in the box, just like everyone else, looking down at it thoughtfully before tucking it back into his pocket.]
Kidnapped then, is it?
[A lot of the message is lost of Fet, though he assumes he'll come to understand it in time. He's more concerned about understanding who else might be here than figuring out where here is exactly, at least for the moment. He thought vampires overrunning the city was a big deal. This just made his life a lot more complicated.]
video;
[Fet takes the phone back out of his pocket and turns it on. The interface is fairly intuitive, and starting the video transmission is pretty self-explanatory. He holds the phone up, greeting the network with a friendly smile. While his words are thickly accented, his command of the English language isn't in question.]
Hello, everyone. Or is it fellow captives? I don't know what to call the lot of us. Anyway, I'm Fet. Looks like I just got in off the boat.
[He begins to walk in the direction the documentation indicated toward the offered housing. A place to sleep is a good place to secure first, after all.]
I don't remember buying a ticket, but the vacation's nice. [He smirks.] Anybody know if it's paid, 'sides the cash they left with the phone, I mean. [And he shakes his head slightly.] Also, what can be said of this place, eh? I know what the welcome message said, and the pamphlet, but the best way to get to know a place is to ask the locals. I don't really care about what's outside the barrier, or any of that. Not yet. Just would like to know what a newbie should know.
[And he flashes the camera a charming smile.]
Thanks for listening.
video;
This Nova City is a part of this place, isn't it? Wouldn't hurt to know. Where's the best place to get a beer? A burger? Where has the cheapest milk? You know, thinks like that.
video;
[Her words are smooth and easy as she continues.]
Cheapest milk is a drug store on 15th. I like getting Burgers in New York. It's a sub-archway, not my New York but a copy. It appears that some of the shops and stores are the same.
video;
[His eyebrows shoot up in response to her second statement.] New York? It's here?
video;
[She teases lightly before continuing.]
A copy of it anyway. You'll probably find it a little different from your own New York, just as I did. Then again you might not. I can show you were it is if you'd like to take a look.
[Crystal has to pick something up in the city anyway.]
video;
[He smiles.]
Maybe I give it a look, or...you could show me around.
video;
[She likes his smile.]
What's so significant about your New York?
video;
Me too. I've lived there most of my life.
[He rolls his shoulder in a shrug, though he frowns as though to let her know he's serious.]
Plague. Turns normal folks into bloodthirsty monsters.
video;
[She smiles though it's obvious that she's taking his words seriously.]
If you'd like me to show you the way I can. I don't know how long I can stay. I have a date tonight.
video;
[He smiles.]
And whoever he is, he's a very lucky man. Or woman. Either way, lucky.
video;
I'm happy to hear that you're a big boy and yes he is. I'll make sure to remind him of that.
If you need anything else, you have my number.
video;
Your boyfriend's not gonna get jealous if I give you a call, is he?
video;
[She flashes him a suggestive smile.]
Nothing to be jealous of, is there?
video;
Not at all.
video;
[She smiles before flicking off the screen.]