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Date: May 1st
Location: The Initiative Hold & Courtyard.
Characters: Everyone.
Summary: New Transports arrive and are shuffled into the Courtyard after their initial briefings, while those Transports on the mission to Wollongong return.
Warnings: None.

You've just been hustled and bustled through mazes of information and literal, wide corridors of the Initiative Hold and you've been equipped with your weapon—be it a gun, a sword, or even your existing powers. They've handed you this light netbook and a small pouch of coins (or a debit card, if you're more inclined), and there are several Transports before and after you going through the very same motions. You can hear the Greeter's voice as she walks alongside large groups, telling them all about the history of this place and sharing with you your purpose here in a hurried and urgent tone. "You're in luck that we have enough rooms for all of you; the housing building is getting awfully full. Please, let me show you into the courtyard."

You pass what looks like huge gymnasiums, all with dummies and targets strewn and splayed around the room. Training areas. There are even classrooms, and a few small offices. You're rushed past a large library while the Greeter informs you that you can find almost all your information there, if you've got the time to look—and trust her, you'll have time. You don't spend a lot of time in the bank, and it's a bit of a blur of exchanges with more and more of these strangely-accented and oddly polite-seeming members of the Initiative.

Soon enough, you're in a massive courtyard bustling with all the other Transports. It's not exactly what you'd expect, and it looks more like barracks than anything—huge walls of concrete and stone, separating you from all of the hallways you'd just passed through. It's raining heavily, and dark clouds loom in the air, though it hasn't turned to snow. It's a chill cold, and there are shelters—long cloth hangings that extend from the walls of concrete to house you from the rain, but not enough. Most notably, the courtyard is filled with a marketplace. Even in the cold and the rain, there are several citizens seated at their covered booths and tables, bundled up against the weather. They're selling all manner of their own handmade goods and foods, and citizens and Transports alike are traveling from one small covered shop to another in search of all manner of necessities.

The Greeter's voice has become so faint now, but you swear you can make it out in the back of the crowds as she tells you, "Good luck. Be safe!"

Her voice is drowned out by the busy marketplace, though even the transactions taking place are somewhat subdued. Nobody is overly happy, really, though most citizens can be found with smiles on their faces. It doesn't seem like they're that shocked to see you, either; even if you're not bound in tattered rags and wrapped in heavy shawls as they are. You're welcome to walk up to a shop, and find yourself something to eat—hey, maybe you'll even find something akin to a raincoat. Or, you can join the others under the coverings against the walls. Where am I? What war? She was talking so fast, and it didn't all make very much sense… did anyone else catch it all?

Welcome to the courtyard. Welcome to the Initiative Hold—and most importantly, welcome to Exsilium.

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...Um. [Wait. She remembers this. She totally remembers this. She totally didn't zone out upon getting all that information dumped on her, nope nope.

She quickly follows him to the elevator, clasping her hands together.] Ehehehe... I'll go with you for now.

[You don't remember, do you? Then again, you don't remember a lot of things. Shintaro gives her an exasperated look but doesn't say anything. He'd feel better not having her be on the other end of the building, anyway.]

Right. The elevator's this way.

[Of course she doesn't remember, silly. As if she can actually remember things half the time...

She smiles, not at all convincing, and quickly heads for the elevator doors.]

Then let's go! Let's not wait around here anymore!

Right, right. [BIG SIGH he follows her, unwrapping the blankets from around the rabbit. The elevators are simple enough to figure out, and once they're inside he presses the button quickly before anybody else can enter -- it would be a terrible place, without Kido's help, to have Momo's eyes accidentally draw attention to them again. Then he presses the button for the fourteenth floor before he leans back against the wall.]

... Almost there.

[Momo being Momo, she hardly even notices how quickly Shintaro closes the elevator, instead focusing on what floor they're on. And she finds he's right! Shortly after he speaks, the elevator comes to a stop at their destination. As soon as the doors opens, she's stepping out into the hall, quickly turning around to look at her brother.]

We're here. Let's go find your room.

[He nods and tells her the room number. If this is like a hotel or anywhere with multiple rooms, there should be plaques on the walls telling them which direction which rooms are in. He's starting to shiver, as the air conditioning inside the building cools down the water in his clothes.]

Y-yeah. Let's do that... and fast.

[She adjusts her hoodie slightly, beginning to feel the effects of the cold herself. Oh no, oh no. He's right. The faster they find it, the better.

Momo sets off down the hall, stopping at every plaque she sees, until finally stopping altogether in front of one in particular.]

This one. It's this one, let's go inside!

[Come on, hurry, Big Bro, it's cold!!]

I got it, I got it! Can you get the key out of my pocket? The one right there... I can't reach it without putting him down.

[His jacket is a bundle in his arms, after all. He twists around to show the pocket with the key to Momo, as the rabbit turns his head to see where his master's sister is, sniffing.]

[She turns right around and bounds up to Shintaro, giving the rabbit a quick pet before reaching for the pocket.]

All right, it's gotta be in here... Got it! I'll open the door for you.

[And she runs right off again to do just that.]

Don't drop it...

[He follows her. At least she has the energy to bounce around once she's spotted their destination. He wonders if there's anything they'll be able to use in the room. Hopefully some towels, but would there be anything to wear that's dry?

He could use a blanket and sit around in just his boxers, but he wouldn't dare make such a suggestion to Momo. She would kill him.]

[She pushes the door open and enters, leaving the door open enough for Shintaro and Shiro to follow her. Still tightly holding on to the key, she takes a cursory glance around the entrance... and finally pulls off her hoodie properly.]

Ah, it's still all wet... And so are you! Where are the towels?

[Don't mind her, Shintaro, she's just going to look around the whole place in search of them.]

As if I know, I just got here! Go look in the bathroom or somethi-- choo!

[He shivers and shuffles to put the rabbit done somewhere. That's a kitchen, he'll put him in the kitchen.]

[She peeks her head out from the drawer she'd been checking, shaking her head.] I'll find them before you catch a cold, stupid!

[And it's the bathroom she heads to, soon emerging triumphant!]

I've got one. Here. [Contrary to her earlier words, she runs up to him and gently hands him the towel. Yeah, she definitely doesn't want him getting sick.]

Edited 2013-05-28 01:56 (UTC)

[By the time Momo comes back, he's found the heater and turned it on and the rabbit is hopping around the kitchen, only a little damp. He takes the towel gratefully and immediately dries his face with it. Having a dry face feels wonderful after being soaked for so long.]

Thanks...

So I guess.. this is the apartment.

Yeah, I guess so... [She leans back after he takes the towel, taking another look at her surroundings.]

Mine's probably the same way, too, isn't it?

Probably, but it doesn't help when you don't know where it is, you know?

[SIGH] You can take a shower if you want. I don't know if we can find any spare clothes in there, but if I give you a blanket that's better than your wet clothes right now, right?

[She laughs, quickly waving a hand in front of her.] Ehehe, don't worry, don't worry! I'll remember my apartment soon!

I'll just dry my clothes after a shower.

As if. You haven't remembered the house phone number and we haven't changed that in years.

[He nods, though, and decides that he will put himself in blankets while Momo is showering, then.]

Where's the bathroom...

I, um, I-I'll remember it! When we get back home!

[No, she won't. Momo points in the direction she just came from though, taking a few steps backward.]

Over there!

[No you won't, Momo. He pushes down the urge to drop his head in his hands and sigh as he watches her back up. Will she fall...?]

All right. [now he sighs] Go take a shower or something. I'm going to dry up, and then we can think about what we're going to do from here.

I'm going, I'm going. [That said, she turns on her heel and jogs into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Bye, big bro!]

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