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[roguehawke]

Date & Time: Now / Once the renovated housing complex is open for use!
Location: ALL OVER THE RENOVATED HOUSING COMPLEX
Characters: Garrett Hawke & Anyone!
Summary: Hawke is lost and will absolutely not admit it. Come make fun of him, or alternatively help him out
Warnings: GRUMPINESS

Hawke is absolutely not lost.

At least, that's what he's going to keep telling himself.

He's exploring, yes. Reconnaissance.

If he's honest, the explosion unnerved him. The explosion and then the crash and the damage. The last time he heard an explosion that big it was under very different circumstances. His first instinct was to run and see what happened. There had been an evacuation, he knew, for some reason or other -- but this was different. It didn't feel right.

His own words were going to haunt him now, he had a feeling. These people might want help with a war, but if they aren't careful they'll end up with a different sort of war on their hands.

Sometimes he just doesn't want to be right.

It had seemed like there were no causalities, though, somehow. Perhaps these Initiative people had things more under control than he realised. So, he hangs back once he assesses that there's no threat. He's no healer, and not about to get in the way.

Once the new building is open, though, everything is changed. He'd just about learned his way around the old one, and as he picks his way down the halls he comes to the realisation that it may be a while before he finds the room with the number allocated to him. 806? 608? Maker above he's forgotten, and he's several floors away from numbers that high anyway. He supposes he'll just have to wander until he gets it right.

Comments

[lar]

"Dude, you look so lost."

So there's Ella, being totally helpful as she wanders around the new building; she just had to stop to say hi to the silently fuming guy. Also sipping a cold drink from a straw. As you do.

[xenophiliac]

[It's her first day back in Exsilium, and Nananea still hasn't quite made it to her new apartment. She's not lost, exactly, because she still sort of knows her way around the building, even if it's all changed since she's been here.

She's mostly lingering in the halls, hoping to perhaps see familiar faces as she makes her way up to her room. So far, she hasn't seen anyone. Except for the strange human she spies ahead of her in the hall. And it's definitely someone unfamiliar, so she doesn't see any harm in calling out to him.]

Hello! Good evening!