genessia | first bullet. [video]

He had spent the last two days disoriented, looking for information on the place he'd ended up and how he'd gotten there, going through the files on the.. cell phone? The device he'd been given. He had avoided people, and common areas. He wasn't stupid, and he recognized that there were no visible walkers here, but that hardly meant it was safe; After all, nine out of ten times he'd been close to dying, it wasn't the fault of walkers, but people.

When he finally activated the video call on the device, it was because he had reached the end of his patience with waiting and watching. He was in an alley making the call, somewhere in Attleton, which had felt more familiar to him than the big city of Genessia or his brief exploration of Nova City. The similarity it held to Alexandria kept him on his toes - he wouldn't drop his guard there, not anymore, so he wouldn't do it here, either. The picture was dark, but viewers would see a frowning teenage boy, with long brown hair and, curiously, a white bandage covering one eye and wrapping around his head, tucked half under his hair. His finger is in the way of the bottom of the picture a little, where he was working with the settings.

"Is there really no way out of here?" He asked bluntly, glancing out towards the end of the alley, keeping an eye on his surroundings as much as he was paying attention to the device. "I just got here. I don't want to stay." He had to get back to his dad, Judith, and the others. He didn't want to stay in this weird snowglobe of a world with no walkers, with normal people and stores and shit. It wasn't right. It didn't feel right.

He paused before adding, "If there's no way back.. where can I get a job?" He didn't want to stay long enough. But he sure as hell wasn't going to go to some home or something with little kids.

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[It was her training that essentially made her respond as quickly as she could. A fancy-dressed young woman of around 18 years of age just felt that compelled to offer up what little help she could to the young man.]

I'm afraid not. We're stuck here until whatever force decides to send us back. And trust me, I know what you're going through, as cliché as it sounds...

[Who even wants to stay here? To just forget about the homes, families, duties and lives they were forced to leave behind? Of course, she herself lost all of that except for her duty. But once she had a good look at him, she gasped in shock.]

Oh my goodness! What happened to your eye?

Carl studied the girl in the screen for a moment, taking his attention from what was around him long enough to get an idea of her. His expression went bitter for a moment as he replied, "Thanks. Kinda doubt it, though."

Her question caught him almost off guard - sure, he'd caught people staring when he was actually around any, the last couple of days, but he'd been around people who knew about it for a while now. Flatly, he said, "I got shot. A long time ago." Okay, a few months ago. Same difference, really.

He paused, and his expression softened a tiny bit as he asked, "Hey, uh. I've seen people say that mostly people come alone, but do you know if there's been a baby? I just want to make sure if my sister's here."

[Eleanor can sense he's not willing to trust, or at least, accept any empathy. She can't blame, or judge. She'll just assume it's a bad mix of a young man being macho and that eye injury.]

If you want, I can take a look at it and try to heal it.

[Now there's a possibility that even a baby is involved? From bad to worse and there's just too much she doesn't know to make assumptions.]

A baby...? No, I'm sorry, but I don't know. I am more than happy to help you look.

"Heal it?" He repeated, questioning, but quickly added, "There's nothing to heal." Which would be because the entire eye was gone. He'd barely survived. He considered that pretty good as far as healing went.

He nodded, then. "Thanks. That would be cool. She's just a little baby, her name's Judith. She's blonde."

[She felt a surge of dread run through her heart. "Nothing to heal?" She was very tempted to ask what happened, but there are more pressing matters to attend to.]

Judith... Understood. I'm close to the Bay now, so I'll ask people if they've seen your baby sister on my way over. We can then search the Bay together.

[Empyreans have mercy if someone got to her first. But even as they speak, she is making her way at a calm pace despite the urgency.]

My name is Eleanor, by the way. Eleanor Hume. What's yours?

Carl nodded, standing up from where he'd been crouched in the alleyway. "That's where I woke up, right? I'll go there," he confirmed, stretching his legs a little before he started walking.

"I'm Carl," he said, pausing before he added, "Grimes. Thanks for helping me look for my sister."

[Chiaki appeared on the feed, she had put down the controller she had been holding before in order to use the device and speak. She wanted to be fully focused when she spoke to them.]

No, though for some there isn't ever going to be a way home.

[Which for some sounds rather sad, and in her mind it really was.]

It just depends on what last happened to you before you arrived here.

[Lo! There appears a stupidly dressed blonde man who, judging by his chipper demeanor, has developed a mighty case of Stockholm syndrome.]

Hello young man, what's your name?

Ah, well we don't know whether there's a way out or not; if there is, we simply haven't found one yet, that's all. Not that I'd advise abandoning the world entirely, mind. It needs our help, for one thing.

As a for a job...well, if you're young enough, one might not even be necessary! That said, work is easy to get most anywhere, so long as you're willing.

[He couldn't honestly refuse an earnest desire for a young man to work, no matter how age inappropriate. It's practically virtuous!]

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