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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

[foolish_seal]

[Enthusiastic about food? He can get behind that. Minato follows along next to him.]

Name's Minato, by the way. Nice to meet you.

[punk_cute]

Mine's Kanji! Tatsumi Kanji. Nice to meetcha! An' it should be--

[He turns two corners at an easy pace and he was right in his guess. The makeshift banquet room is right where he thought it might be.]

Here we go!

[foolish_seal]

[From the looks of things, it's none too special, but food was food, and he hasn't eaten since... well, the morning he was taken.]

Sweet. Thanks for showing me.

[Don't mind him as he makes his way over. Fooood~]

[punk_cute]

[Kanji follows, and of course starts packing up a plate. Fooooood indeed.]

No problem. Always good to know where the food is, right?

[foolish_seal]

True.

[Minato proceeds to pile stuff up on his plate. Suddenly getting whisked off to another time and place to fight a giant government is hungry work.]

How often do they have things like this?

[punk_cute]

About every time new people 've showed up lately. They usually don't make a big deal about feeding us.

[He says that in between bites, of course. Food yes]

[foolish_seal]

I'll have to keep that in mind for when more show up.

[Also said between bites. It's only now that he realizes that he didn't exactly eat anything the morning before getting zapped here.]

[So hot damn is he hungry.]

[punk_cute]

Food's pretty good, even if them bringin' people here ain't really something to celebrate.

[And with that he decides to concentrate on his food for a few minutes. Awkward topic.]

[foolish_seal]

I'm thinking it's just their form of apology.

Even if it's not much.

[punk_cute]

Huh. I hadn't looked at it like that. Makes sense, I guess.

Still don't excuse them though.

[He frowns and pokes at his food before digging in again.]

[foolish_seal]

There's gotta be some reason they did it.

[punk_cute]

Probably, but reasons ain't always good, you know?

[foolish_seal]

I know that all too well.

[punk_cute]

[He just sighs heavily.]

We gotta make do anyway, I guess.

[foolish_seal]

Yeah. Gotta do what we gotta go. If that means toppling a government or two? So be it.

[punk_cute]

I guess.

[Kanji doesn't sound very enthusiastic.]

Just... Well, they want us to kill people.

[foolish_seal]

[Minato hadn't thought of that. The mention makes him pause a bit, but he tries to brush it off.]

Hopefully not us directly. Sure there's enough other transports here to take care of that.

[punk_cute]

Doesn't feel right, using that as an excuse. An' our friends here 'll need help...

Doesn't that make us... uh. er. kinda responsible or whatever?

[He was searching for the legal term; he knows he's heard Naoto use it, but it didn't come.]