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[milesawayfrom]

[ The video feed turns on, showing the familiar hallways of the hospital. The newcomer hasn't quite realized that his phone has just made a butt-video-call. Instead he's stumbling around the hallway, using the wall as a guide to hold up his weight. ]

Aliunde? What kind of name is that? It's as bad as Abstergo. [ He's muttering to himself, not

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[lilgreasemonkey]

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Are ya all right? What'd ya do that for? They let ya out the door just fine without any fuss.

[milesawayfrom]

Look. The last time I had any experience with anything like a hospital? They kept me prisoner. I think I get a bit of leeway for wanting to jump out a damn window.

[lilgreasemonkey]

[ Whoa okay mister. She raises a hand up. Bad topic, bad topic. She gets it. ] First window ya saw seemed just right? 's good it wasn't higher. That hospital's pretty big.

[milesawayfrom]

It's sort of... an acquired taste. [ He's not about to come out and say he's an assassin. ]

[lilgreasemonkey]

Some acquired taste. [ Really. Pick a better window next time. That looked so scary :< ] But are ya all right?

[milesawayfrom]

[ Better means higher, right? ] I'll be fine. You could say I was born to do this kind of stuff. Just, not right after not moving for a week or so.

[lilgreasemonkey]

[ ... riiiiight. Obviously. ] You were born to go leapin' out of windows ... [ Maybe he's landed one too many times on his head? Though that doesn't explain why he seems ever so slightly familiar. ] Were ya locked away? [ Seems crappy to go from one imprisonment to another sort. ]

[milesawayfrom]

It's a skill set for my ... job. [ Nooot about to go running around and telling people he's an assassin. ] More like I was in a pretty bad medical state.

[lilgreasemonkey]

Must be some job to have ya doin' that. [ Says the one who takes part in the legal, questionably legal, and outright illegal ones every other day. ] Ya look healthy as can be ... uh ... [ Whooooo are you? ]

[milesawayfrom]

It is. [ Even if he hated it at one point. ] Right, sorry. Desmond.

[lilgreasemonkey]

Well I'm Kaylee an' if ya ever end up needin' somethin' ya just holler. I haven't been here real long but I know where ya can get food an' stuff ya might need for the apartment they gave ya.

[milesawayfrom]

I'll keep that in mind, thanks. Anything you can tell me about the place? Other than what the tour guides say.

[lilgreasemonkey]

What'd the tour guides tell ya? I just got a lotta chatter from folks on the comm 'bout how we're stuck here an' such. Which we are.

The apartment's got no rent! That ain't an unlimited credits card they gave ya.

[milesawayfrom]

Basically all of that.

[ Seriously. ]

What the hell is wrong wit this place?

[lilgreasemonkey]

Don't quite know myself, aside from feelin' like we're bein' studied. Or kept in a real fancy cage.

There's these things - teleporters - an' they go to different places. But 's just like bein' in this city. I can't send a signal out to the crew so they can find me.

[milesawayfrom]

Greaat.

[ He pauses. ] Where do these teleporters go, exactly? Do you know?