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[miseasy]

[The comm clicks on without much fanfare. Ashe toys with the lock. First you see a post and then you don't! And now you do again!]

Okay. Start talking. Who are you and what do you want?

[No immediate answer? Well that's just no good!]

You better hope I don't find you, because when I do...

[Wait...]

Where the hell is my Mardamn gun

[Click.]

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[mmmleather]

When you do... what exactly do you intend to do?

I only ask for the sake of being nosy and far too curious for my own good, of course.

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[miseasy]

Well you have one of two choices. You can send me back willingly. Or you can send me back once I'm done breaking you in two.

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[mmmleather]

As tempting an offer as that is... I am sad to say that I cannot send you back, either way.

Tragically, I am an unwitting guest here, as much as yourself.

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[miseasy]

Then why are you wasting my time?

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[scarsncigars]

Heeeeeeeey, toots!

Stripes'll be happy to see you here.

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[miseasy]

I'm not your toots.

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[scarsncigars]

Yeah, more's the pity, eh?

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[miseasy]

For you probably.

[pinkefficiency]

You're in Vertiline. It's some country that has a monster problem that the people brought here are supposed to take care of. They don't care about the circumstances you were in before you Called, and so far there's no known way to leave except being sent back. Of course, that hasn't stopped people for looking for any possible ways out of here.

[There, that should be the gist of what a newbie needs to know about this place.

...oh, wait.]

And for the record, I'm not the one who brought you here.

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[miseasy]

[Well aren't you Miss-Know-It-All. You're on Ashe's potentially useful list. For now.]

Are you a local then?

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[pinkefficiency]

[She sure is, Ashe.]

Nope. I was brought here just like you were.

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[miseasy]

How long have you been here?

[She knows something of monster problems and they take forever to get rid of.]

[twopistols]

[WHAT.]

Ashe--

[Okay, Torn. Deep breath. Just because last you heard, her father planned to have her executed doesn't mean you need to suddenly start letting everyone in a ten mile radius know you know Ashelin. Be professional.]

All weapons are missing--taken, far as I can tell. There's a forge on the grounds that can make you a substitute.

[A poor one, in Torn's opinion.]

[miseasy]

[Well there's a voice she can't ever forget. Not that she'd want to. But Torn you just sound like you're choking on gravel all the time okay.]

Great. Just great. Where is the forge?

[She needs a gun if she's going to be kicking ass and taking names.]

[twopistols]

Southeast corner of the complex.

Locals are friendly, doesn't seem to be much activity otherwise. Been warned to keep out of the fog.

[Ashelin, you don't understand, he is really happy to hear from you the whole time he's been here he's been worried...not than anyone could probably tell.]

No sign of Metal Heads; we may be in the clear.

[miseasy]

For now anyway.

[Hey so her capybara decided to make it's presence known.]

hey, knock it off.

If they're no Metal Heads, then what kind of monsters are we dealing with?

[trusttheplastic]

They take away weapons once you get here. Even built-in ones. [Rory had a gun in his hand that is... now just a weird hollow space.] You can probably find a replacement, though. If you really want one.

[miseasy]

So I'm told. What else do you know?

[Information hoarding get!]

[trusttheplastic]

Oh. Uhm, well... we've been called here to be... sort of like defenders to this place. You know, protectors. And it seems a whole lot of us are from different places with different races and types of people. It's a great big melting pot.

Ah, I'm Rory, by the way. Rory Williams.

[miseasy]

[That's really irritating actually.]

Perfect. This is exactly what I need in my life right now.

[She's not giving up her name as easily, sorry Rory.]