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[initiates]

Date & Time: Evening, 10th February 3312
Location: Transport Room
Characters: Open To All
Summary: Everyone is brought into the transport room at roughly the same time, in a great succession and flow of imported individuals. Everyone is being lead around in small bundles, or left to their own devices together inside the Initiative Hold.
Warnings: None.

Widespread and crowded, everyone is being transported into this unusually bright room with an efficiency that is almost horrifying. One after the other, new people are appearing -- being led, shown around and then ultimately abandoned with one final phrase; "Good luck."

The Initiative Hold is wide, like a small town in its depth and industry. You've received your weapon; you've got your keys, your netbook, and one of those robed strangers has shoved a small pouch full of what you can only assume is money into your open palm. You've been given an apartment, but where on earth -- are we on earth? -- is it? Your best opportunity right now is to mingle; at least, that's what everyone else appears to be doing. Those strangers in the robes have left. They're tending to the people who are arriving, one by one and in a quick procession. Energy bustles all around you, as you're strapped up with your sudden gifts and looking around.

Hey, maybe you'll even see some familiar faces.

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[stonefaith]

There's a lot of people in the room and Bariyan honestly does not think he can be blamed for being highly distracted. He's busy scoping the crowd out, looking for a familiar face, wondering who these people are and where they're from. It occurs to him that he's been standing still for a while now, and that he ought to move, so -- still distracted -- Bariyan absently-mindedly reaches a hand out in definite preparation to push John right out of his way.

Only then all the blue clothing finally catches his eye.

Bariyan blinks, takes half a step back, and stares. He's now intrigued by the decision that John has made to pile all his belongings into his hood. Also, his hand is still raised.

"Whoops," Bariyan says, blinking. "Sorry."

[mesovortice]

John doesn't really notice the attempted shove until he backs up into his hand. He's trying to get a better look at stuff so he just takes a step back, and well...

"Huh?" He only just is aware of what he says. "Oh, apology accepted. Though you actually didn't do anything wrong by just holding your hand out and me walking into it."

[stonefaith]

"I, er..." Bariyan stares at the offending hand like it doesn't even belong to him. For a second he wants to correct John, but then realizes there isn't much point. He lets his hand fall back to his side and decides to drop the subject entirely. Which leaves a silence to be filled.

So Bariyan asks the first question that comes to mind. "How did you get here?" he asks.

And, with a slightly more concerned tone: "Are you alone?"

[mesovortice]

"I don't know actually! How I got here, and also if I'm alone. I mean obviously I'm not alone-alone, I just don't know if I see anyone familiar." He smiles at him, and looks around the room once more.

[stonefaith]

"Parents? Siblings? No one?" Bariyan asks, but his voice sounds hopeless. Considering the general confused atmosphere to everyone here, and considering the vague circumstances of his own arrival, Bariyan is not holding out for a good ending here.

The height difference finally gets the better of him and Bariyan leans down and over to look at John. His look is searching, almost suspicious, as if he suspects that John is hiding something.

"I'm Bariyan, by the way." He raises a hand in a small, awkward wave.

[mesovortice]

"My only family member--" and he's thinking of how Jade is... technically his sister, not his father. Because he doesn't know how to deal with that yet. "-- I haven't seen her. So she could be here? But I don't know. And I haven't found anyone else familiar either. What about you, Bariyan?" John waves back.

[stonefaith]

Well-- Bariyan straightens up to look around again. Nope, still doesn't see anyone that he knows. He looks visibly relieved.

"Nah. I'm not expecting to," Bariyan says. He switches back to the topic of John's family. "Mother?" he asks, almost hopefully. He would really hate to think that this kid's orphaned.

[mesovortice]

He looks a little sheepish then, and rubs the back of his head. "No. My mom was gone a long time ago. I meant my... sister, kind of. Half sister? I was with her just before coming here, but I don't know where she is now."

[stonefaith]

Bariyan's eyebrows draw together in obvious consternation at John's answer. "Damn, kid. I'm sorry."

He pushes his bangs out of his eyes and says, "Uh. We better look for her, then. What's she look like?"

[mesovortice]

He's happy not to give his condolences a proper reply-- it feels awkward, and he doesn't really like to think about it a whole lot. So he's glad to be able to rattle off how Jade looks. "She's got glasses, and long black hair. Her name is Jade! She also has, um. Dog ears, like they're attached to her and they move and stuff. Don't ask. She had red shoes on and striped stockings too."

[stonefaith]

"Dog ears," Bariyan repeats. He takes a breath and... lets it go. All right. Yes. Dog ears. He can believe that. "Well, it seems like she ought to be easy to spot, at least--"

Actually, hold that thought. It could be easier.

"Here." Bariyan steps around John, and reaches out to pick him up and lift him straight off his feet.

[mesovortice]

"Yeah, it's weird and kind of a really long story." He starts to laugh when Bariyan goes to pick him up.

John startles at that, squirming around in his grip but going up with no problem. He's a scrawny kid and he's hardly tall, so he's light. "Whoaaa, what are you doing?"

[stonefaith]

"Helping." Bariyan's a little surprised by how light John is, though all the wiggling around is making his job slightly harder. He lifts John up as high as he can, grimaces, and takes a bit of extra effort to try and perch John on his shoulder.

"See anything up there?" The way Bariyan figures it, there's a lot of people in this room, but not that many. A girl of Jade's description ought to be easy enough to spot in a pass or two.

[mesovortice]

John stops moving around when he says that, realizing that he's meaning well. He looks over the place, shielding his eyes as though he were looking through binoculars. "Hmmm." Humming, he looks around this way and that. "I see... oh! I see a few people who look like the trolls, er, I mean they're grey alien kids and kind of stand out. But I don't see Jade anywhere. Am I heavy?"

[stonefaith]

Bariyan shifts John's weight just slightly. It feels -- well, it doesn't feel like much. And that's what feels odd. It's strange to carry a weight on your shoulders when you can't feel it.

"Nah, you're fine," Bariyan says. "You wanna look around elsewhere? She... could have walked out. Somewhere. I suppose."

Well, maybe. Best case scenario, his sister's here. Worst case, Bariyan forgets that he's carrying John on his shoulder and forgets to duck while walking through a door.

[mesovortice]

"Okay! Let's do that then. Onwards, Seabiscuit."

John energetically points towards the doorway.

[stonefaith]

Bariyan looks around as he walks to the door. They hadn't exactly been given any explicit orders or any real explanation to this place, and considering the shady circumstances under which they'd arrived, Bariyan assumes this place has got some secrets to it. Places they're not supposed to go. Still, that doorway's wide open, so: their fault.

"What's... what's seabiscuit?" Bariyan asks, as he ducks through the doorway. Hopefully low enough to avoid banging John against the top.

[mesovortice]

John stoops down however much he can, looking around and trying not to bump against anything. He laughs at Bariyan's question, but answers: "Seabiscuit is a really fast horse!"

[stonefaith]

"Why's it named Seabiscuit? What sort of horse name is that?" A smile flickers across Bariyan's face. "Not your horse, is it?"

[mesovortice]

"Haha, no! It's not my horse. He's a racing horse, those always have funny names. They made a movie about him." John looks down at Bariyan before keeping his eyes open for Jade along the corridor.

[stonefaith]

"Why make a movie about a horse?" Bariyan can think of a billion other things worthy of a movie, though it should probably be important to note that Bariyan has not yet sat down and ever seen a movie himself. He thinks he's got the concept of it down, though.

There's no one in these corridors. Bariyan frowns. They probably ought to make for housing, only he has no idea where the housing units are.

[mesovortice]

"Weirder movies have been made," John shrugs, not that Bariyan can really tell. "Though I liked the movie. Most movies are pretty awesome. What's your favorite?" Because obviously he likes movies-- it's weirder to think that someone doesn't, nevermind the idea of never actually having seen one.

[stonefaith]

"Er," Bariyan says. He thinks he sees someone turn a corner ahead of them and goes that way. "I've never seen a full one, actually. I don't there's many movies back, uh, home. Where I'm from."

He switches the subject back to John. "Where are you from, anyway?"

[mesovortice]

"Oh, man. That sucks." John is a bit deflated, but when he asks him a question he grins again at full force. "I'm making you watch movies with me sometime, got it? There's nothing better than a good film. And I'm from the US! On Earth, if you're not from that planet."

[stonefaith]

"Ah... sure," Bariyan says, not really sure what the implications of his agreement are. But he'd have hated to say no.

Earth? "Can't say I've heard of it," he says. "What's it like there?"

Housing. Right. Still looking for that. Bariyan wishes they'd got a map of this place and hopes they're not just getting themselves lost in circles.