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[initiates]

Date & Time: Oct. 24th
Location: The Initiative Hold
Characters: Everyone.
Summary: New Transports have all arrived and have been led to a banquet room within the Hold.
Warnings: None.

NOTE: This takes place during this plot, though the plot log will not be posted until tomorrow. The Transports already in game have returned from their mission to find the island overrun with monsters. The log is set within the safety of the Initiative Hold, however, so while characters will be aware of what is going on outside, they can otherwise go about their business as usual if they choose.

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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. She looks worse for wear, pale and gaunt, though is putting a great deal of effort into maintaining her energy and professionalism for the new Transports. "I am truly sorry that you came at such a bad time. That wasn't intentional, I assure you."

She leads the way through the Initiative Hold. The walls bear the occasional claw mark as a sign of the misfortune that has plagued the island, but it hardly seems deserted anymore due to the other Transports recently returning from their mission. After turning several corners, you arrive in a large room that has been transformed into a makeshift banquet hall. The food presented is perhaps not as luxurious or bountiful as one would hope, but it is certainly enough to go around, and isn't inedible by any means.

"We wanted to try and make this up to you," she explains. "It's meagre, but we did not have much time to prepare." There are a number of Transports already present, some looking over the long banquet table, others seated throughout the room at large, round tables meant to each seat eight people. The mood is grim, despite the Initiative's efforts to raise morale.

Before the Greeter turns to leave, she is reminding you that it will be perfectly safe to explore the Hold, the courtyard, the housing building, and even a several block radius around it. "Hopefully things will be back to normal soon."

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

Comments

[combats]

[ It was something of a habit, really. He doesn't even think about it. Drawing silly things to accompany whatever he wrote always seemed to put smaller children at ease as well as the young acolytes at the Church so it came pretty automatically. He nods again. ]

That is fine.
Have you been here long, Collette?

[whatsupcroc]

Since... July, I think.

( She knows, but it's easier to seem unconcerned with keeping track of time. )

We're at the end of October, which is the tenth month in the year. July is the seventh.

... Months are about thirty days each. Do you keep time in months? I'm not sure if your calendar system is the same as what we have here. I'm surprised I recognize the month names myself!

[combats]

[ He nods, a little amused at the whole explanation of months. ]

So you've been here for about four months. That is quite a while.

I hope they have treated you kindly.

[whatsupcroc]

They haven't been mean! Most the time when they're rude it's just not knowing what to say.

( She shrugs as she admits as much. )

In spite of all the scary things, it's not so bad here. I mean, it could be way way worse, and everyone generally stays fed and stuff, so it's a good place.

[combats]

[ He nods slowly. That's good, but still... ]

Do they make everyone here fight?

[whatsupcroc]

They don't directly, but... it's not as much of a choice as you'd think. Like with Russia, all of us Imports were pulled in and sent back. Not everyone fights, and not everyone should or ever will, but... it's what they want. Not direct fighting all the time, but to have us use our strongest abilities to their best advantage.

[combats]

[ That makes him frown, disapprovingly. ]

That is not very fair. I know they are desperate, but is there no negotiating with them?

[whatsupcroc]

You can negotiate what you do for them, but, um, not really. They won't make you pick up something to hurt someone else with, but training is mandatory. No matter who or what you are, or were, back home.

[combats]

Having people know how to defend themselves is never a bad thing, but I cannot say I approve of their methods very much.

[whatsupcroc]

Hey, maybe we can talk to them about getting them changed?

[combats]

[ He smiles again and nods. ]

It is always worth a try.

[whatsupcroc]

Of course! We'll figure out who we need to talk to for that, within the Initiative. I'll ask around!

[combats]

Very well. I will do so as well.

[whatsupcroc]

Let me know how it goes! I promise to do the same.

[combats]

I will, it's a promise.

[whatsupcroc]

Great! I'll send you a letter on this -- ( she holds up her tablet ) -- when I get some kind of answer. Then we can discuss what we've both learned! Once you've gotten an answer too.

[combats]

[ He nods! ]

Alright, I shall keep an eye on the device.