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Broad shoulders and grim expression trained on the hologram as it begins to repeat itself for the third time cast a striking and imposing figure. With each successive repetition of Weiss' holographic address, Clay looks more angry, his eyes become harder and something like unease settles into his shoulders stiffening his stance as though he's prepared for some sort of attack that never comes. After the third replay of her recorded message, he turns his head to the stand of pamphlets, finally something beyond grim dissatisfaction gracing his features: confused concern. He takes them easily enough, shoving them into the back pocket of his jeans rather than reading them, except the one referring to Genessia City. That one he opens fully, to the map, visually associating his location with the indicated one on the folded paper.

He reaches into the front pocket of his jeans, pulling out the key that had been in the box he'd been left and then looks up in the direction indicated on the map.

"Free room and board's never good." The statement is made to himself rather than anyone else who may be around, though the latent telepathy he's been graced with will alert him to anyone walking up (unless their minds can't be detected that way) and he'll turn to regard them. There's a pistol in a shoulder holder under his left arm, within ready reach if he needs it, and from the look of him, he knows how to use it.

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(A few hours after he arrives, Clay decides to go ahead and address this Network. Normally, he'd have taken the time to get the lay of the land himself, but Earth, his Earth, has a very set way of doing things, something to build on. This place? "Starting at Square One" didn't exactly capture it.)

I'll cut right to the chase. I get there's a bunch of us trapped here. I get there's no way back, at least apparently. I'll bite for now. So, show of hands: who's been here a while, or who's been here for a bit and got some info, they'd be willing to share with a newbie?

Also, the name's Young. Clayton Young. So, what are we dealing with here? Aliens? Covert government experiments? Give a guy a hand.

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[But he wants to see Clay's faaaace. Oh well; he literally raises his hand.]

I have! Genessia appears to be very taken with me. Don't ask why. You may ask whatever else you like, however! For your first question, the answer is: "spirits." Five or so.

(Not yet, buddy. Not yet.)

Good to know.

(Not that the tactical mind in his head isn't going to file away Ted's appearance for future reference.)

You must be good at whatever it is they kidnapped everybody for.

(Great. The one thing he isn't equipped to handle well.)

Spirits? Like the Ghost of Christmas Past?

Oh, thank you. [He sounds sincerely flattered, given what said spirits' stated intent was.]

Haha, nothing so moral or intimate. They're a little less...involved, than that. More mysterious. You're from Earth then?

[He figures Charles Dickens doesn't get much play anywhere else]

But involved enough you know there's five of them.

(Also good to know.)

Born and raised. You too?

At least; they correspond to each section of the world. One for the hub--Genessia City proper, where I presume you are--and one for the four spokes of the other cities. Could be more; it wouldn't surprise me to find a head--one higher than the rest. Then again it wouldn't surprise me to find one lower, though that's veering into morbidity.

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The bay dotted Belle's path as she made her way from the provided housing to the Library. She was looking into other houses however her funds didn't allow for anything that she was used too. It'd taken her longer than she'd wanted to admit to figure out how the laundry machine worked. Luckily, she'd found the instruction manual and after that it became easy.

Other things weren't as easy and as much as Belle loved books she clung to their knowledge now. She was walking back from the library when she spotted Clay. She was singing softly, her voice sounding sweet over the din of the city.

"Excuse me." Belle stepped forward politely, moving her basket to be held in front of her. She wasn't fearless but she'd learned not to judge a book by it's cover. "Can I make a guess that you are new? I'm heading to the housing area now if you'd like me to show you the way. It isn't good but it isn't bad either. It appears that this is a regular occurrence." So hoped to ease his worry though there was little comfort to be offered.

Clay didn't know what he was expecting when the curious mind approached him, but what he saw when he turned wasn't it. Here was a petite girl, nearly a foot shorter than him, peering up at him with clever eyes and a sort of anxious curiosity. He smiled, because it was polite, and it was the best way to get information out of people who didn't necessarily want to give it.

Though, this one seemed pretty intent to share, or at least check on him. He folded the map closed, sliding it into his back pocket with the rest of his gathered brochures.

"Damn, what gave me away? The maps?" He looked back off in the direction he'd originally seen indicated by the map and nodded. "That way, right?"

Belle bit her lower lip, her eyes shining as a comical retort first rose to mind. She too was trying to be polite. The new need friends and she was still rather new to the cities.

"A little bit, yes." Her voice was light, her accent giving away that she was from somewhere in France. "That's right."

"Does that mean you'd like some company?"

He chuckles, shaking his head. He's not sure what he's going to end up getting out of this girl, but a guide wouldn't be a bad thing. It would allow him to pay attention to other things while she led the way.

"Get kidnapped to another universe and I still look like a tourist. I gotta work on my intros."

He motioned in the direction they'd agreed upon. "I wouldn't say no." He looked over to her. He hadn't spent much time in mainland Europe, but enough to recognize the accent. "France?"

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