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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.

Comments

[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.

[mesovortice]

You have no idea what you just signed yourself up for, Bariyan. B movies, b movies everywhere.

"Oh man," John thinks for a minute, and replies slowly: "It's like... it's pretty huge. There are so many places and climates and just stuff that I can't actually pin it all down in a way that doesn't take ten years to say. It's probably the same for your place, right?"

[stonefaith]

"Hm. Yes, I suppose so." Bariyan guesses he's not surprised that whatever alternate world John is from, it'd be much the same as his own. Especially given that he and John both look basically human.

The door they just passed by has a room number on it. Bariyan stops, and then crouches in order to let John off his shoulder.

"These might be the apartments," Bariyan says. "There's a chance that Jade's already here?"

[mesovortice]

John hops off lightly, and looks up and down the hall. "Yeah, they look pretty... apartmentish. And probably! I'm gonna go put my stuff away in my room." He's fiddling around in his hood and finding his keys.

[stonefaith]

Bariyan grins down at John, though the expression has an automatic edge to it. "What room? You think you can find it?"

While waiting for an answer, it occurs to Bariyan that he's really, really hoping that this kid finds his sister. He just... seems so nice and naive and completely not safe alone.

[mesovortice]

"207," John is saying as he turns the keys over in his hands. He smiles. "I think I can find it. It should be up this way. It was fun meeting you and stuff, and don't think I'll forget about the movies."

[stonefaith]

207. Right. Bariyan commits that to memory.

"All right, I won't forget. I'm in... 202, I believe. Shouldn't be far. Drop by if you need anything," Bariyan says, and he starts to leave, heading back the way they came.

He stops a couple steps away. There he turns to say, "I'll keep an eye out for your sister, too. I'm... sure we'll find her." That done, Bariyan salutes John and continues on his way.