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Date: January ~~1st~~ 8th
Location: The Transporter building.
Characters: Everyone.
Summary: New Transports arrive and are shuffled through their initial briefings. Then... out into the cold?
Warnings: None.

Your arrival here has been very unceremonious. One second you were somewhere else, and now, very suddenly, your feet hit the glowing white of the Transporter pad, and you're here. You aren't alone, either. There's a crowd of others around you, each seeming just as bewildered, angry, or confused as you might feel. At the head of the group is a woman in purple robes, solemn and taciturn. She hurries over a quick overview of your intended purpose here, and gives direct answers when asked for them, but to most things she simply shows you how to access the tablet you've just been given, or tells you that the DITR's greeters will explain everything. On the tablet, you can find the history of this place and a record of what your new cohorts have experienced. You're guided through the armory and given a weapon, and though the armory is now greatly reduced, you should be able to find something to suit you.

You're currently in a large multi-roomed warehouse, graciously granted by the cagey and suspicious remains of the organization known as the Initiative. They don't know you or trust you, but they've given you leave to set up camp in one of the warmer corners of this building until you find a place of your own. And if you want to leave right now, step into the driving winter winds and never look back? Well, friend, you can be their guest.

Outside you'll find the wintery village of Exsilium, with most of its buildings permanently buried in snow and ice. There are tunnels underground to connect neighbor to neighbor to marketplace, and most of the people here use them, but you'll still see people braving the above ground weather here and there for a more direct route. They hardly glance at you, should you venture out among them — unless you don't look human. That hologram emitter the greeter pressed upon anyone non-human on arrival? Yeah, consider that very important to maintain good relations of any kind.

Welcome to the current reality of Exsilium.

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[The door opens again right after Cheria slams it shut, opened by a certain Shintaro who was trying to make his way inside. He looks wary, because what if it gets shut on his nose again...]

... Ah.

Cheria?

[Cheria's still trying to shake off the cold when she hears her name. She looks up, lips turning up into a smile.]

Shintaro! Oh gosh, I'm sorry. Did I hit you with the door? It was so cold I didn't even look outside.

My nose is okay. It was a close call, though.

Did you just get back?

Sorry, sorry! I'll pay more attention next time.

[She nods, though.] Yeah. Honestly, I didn't think I'd be back here after I left. Is it normal for people to come back like this?

Sometimes they do. I've been here since May and I've seen some people come and go. But sometimes people come back without remembering anything...

You're one of the few that come back remembering the last time they were here. Welcome back.