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Who: Any and all new arrivals, NPCs, and anyone interested in greeting them!
When: All week. (May 2 - May 8)
Where: The baseball diamond, the Tower Apartments, and anywhere in between.
Summary: The Core is finally starting to bring new people in. Here's the chance for some initial meet and greet interactions.
Warnings: Will be updated as needed.

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Re: Monday, May 2nd

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In the pitch of the black, the light had been the only thing that Mina had seen. Its location was unknown, as was her own. The feeling of nausea and disorientation had quickly faded, though the fact that she even felt it was curious enough. She shouldn't feel anything of the sort; she hadn't since she'd died

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As the first set of Newcomers began to trickle their way past the doctors and the scientists scrutinizing them, Re-l stood out in the parking lot to receive them. There were other greeters, of course, but they were of neutral affiliations. They were locals; they could care less about the people who came in from other worlds. She didn't expect them to trust her, but she had a feeling they'd look on her better than the others.

She spotted a young woman as she came out and she moved to greet her. Funnily enough, her manner of dress was not so different from Re-l's.

She extended a hand in greeting. "Welcome to Siren's Port. I'm Re-l Mayer, Newcomer caseworker." She glanced back at the set of people who led her out as they retreated. She frowned. "Were there any troubles?"

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Mina looked to the woman as she approached, not returning her handshake. She was weary, rightly so, and despite her introduction - and an odd introduction it was - she didn't feel any more settled about the place. 'Were there any troubles'? It seemed as if, to this woman, that what had happened was a regular occurrence - particularly with the rest of the group around her.

"Where are we?" Siren's Port? It was an unfamiliar names. She wasn't well travelled but she prided herself on her knowledge and she made a note of knowing where places were through conversation and reading. Siren's Port had never come up, nor had this particular behaviour.

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That was fine; she didn't expect to be treated with an open fondness by anyone coming to the diamond. She shrugged it off. "Yes, it's a city called Siren's Port. It's an island just off the coast of Canada. It's May, 2011."

They hadn't given her any information on this woman yet, unfortunately, so she couldn't know her name, her time period, or her previous occupation. She would just have to go through the information as if the woman wasn't told a thing. Somehow, she figured SERO wouldn't care. "It's not in any history books or newspapers. It's an island that very few know about in the world outside of this little island. We're completely closed off; no one's been able to leave this place."

An addendum. "People do go home. Several have left and come back with no memory of their time in the Port and others just...don't come back. There's just no known way off of the island."

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"2011?" Her tone was rather incredulous. It wasn't possible, it couldn't be. Even more so with being kept captive. She didn't wish to believe it. Being captive was ridiculous enough, particularly with how she had arrived, though being captive over a century in the future?

"How often does this happen?" If she were a Newcomer Casework this couldn't be a one off occurrence, not with the amount of people that had arrived with her.