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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

[llywelin]

I'm only skilled at it if it's about responsibilities or something like that. So at least you're in fine company.

[curepotion]

Then maybe this place isn't so bad.

[llywelin]

I hope it won't be awful, at least. [With a slight bow.] Uhm, I hope we can be friends. I'll do my best to look out for the others as well.

[Riku really does just strike Lion as a caring person.]

[curepotion]

[ a bow? he mimics it, guessing that it's respectful. ]

Good. Thanks.

[ maybe he can trust Lion to do this sort of thing. .. maybe he can just trust Lion. ]