cycleofages | ARRIVAL LOG

Who; EVERYONE!
What; The new residents of HQ make their arrival!
Where; All unrestricted areas of HQ (and maybe some restricted areas, you naughty people)
When; July 24th, Mid-morning on
Warnings; None as of yet, can be changed if content changes

IT'S A MINOR BLIP IN TIME
Maybe you were showering, or sleeping, having breakfast. You might have been participating in your morning commute or fighting off a horde of zombies.

Whatever you were in the middle of, a strange sensation of disconnection comes over you, as though you're watching your life on screen, a passive audience to the proceedings. It's almost like, well, being sucked down the drain like every adolescent nightmare, the feeling of disconnection replaced quickly with a pain so deep, it's as though every atom of your being is pressed too closely together, and your vision goes dark. Then, just as quickly as the pain came over it, it's gone, reality snapping back into place like a stretched rubber band.

WELCOME TO NEW YORK CITY

When your eyes adjust, you find yourself in a slightly spartan room, standing on a platform that seems to be made of glass or some sort of crystal. Energy currents in blues and greens swirl within it, dizzying and hypnotizing if stared at for too long. You're shocked from the vision by a cheery, bubbly voice that belongs to a petite brunette grinning at you from the base of the steps that lead down from the platform. She apologizes for any inconvenience you may have been caused, and hands you a small package, explaining that inside you'll find a phone, a directory of locations within the complex you've arrived in, a charge card with a balance of $500, and a key to a room in the dormitories which can be reached by following the green line on your directory.

She apologizes again for how confusing this must all be, but assures you that everything will make sense soon!

OOC NOTES: Feel free to hit up any of the NPC starters, start your own threads under any of the locations provided, or start your own threads independent of the starters! Prose or brackets are welcomed! Once characters leave the Receiving Room, they will have full access to the Network, and you're free to post there as well!

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Her fingers slide from his hand and then fall to her side. She was used to being around men and if Remy's stare bothered her she didn't show it.

"Not a joke, just a thought." Elena had travels around a lot and she thought that she knew his accent but it was better to ask. "Where are you from?"

Besides obviously south.

Remy returns her smile, smooth and friendly, before running a hand back through his hair.

"'Nawlins." New Orleans, if you could make it through his accent. "What about you, chere?"

A smile touched her lips at his reply. "Toronto. I've traveled to a few places. Never New Orleans though." Her head canted to the side, her bright silky hair cascading over her shoulder.

This man was interesting in a way that she couldn't put her finger on. She liked watching him and the drawl to his words was charming, familiar even.

"You're taking this well. I take it this isn't the first time you've woken up in a strange place?" Her tone and demeanor was taking the change surprisingly well too though she was more interested in him than divulging things about herself.

He smiles suggestively as he watched her move and the way her hair caught the light. She had quite an allure about her and he liked it. A lot.

"Somethin' tells me I ain't de only one used ta wakin' up in strange places. Sometimes it ain't so bad, though, an' most 'a de time, it was worth it."

Elena's eyebrow rose while a hint of a smirk touched the corner of her lips. She watched his eyes and felt a laugh rise in her throat. This guy really was to much.

"It can be worth it."

Remy's smile turns even more suggestive as he meets Elena's eyes.

"Sho' nuff, chere. So what you think, eh? Think it'd be worth it?"

Elena met his gaze without flinching or shying away. Her lips were posed in a smile while her demeanor remained confident and strong. She took a small step forward lowering her voice as to keep the conversation between the two of them.

"I guess we'll have to see."

He leaned forward and down slightly at her approach, his own tone conspiratorial.

"Dat a promise or a threat, mon chere?"

She laughed, unable to stop herself. When she replied her head tilted when she spoke and her tone was light.

"Both."

Remy couldn't stop himself from grinning in response. She was a feisty one. If his track record held solid, the feisty ones were the ones who caused him the most trouble, but then again, they were also the ones who caught his attention the most readily. He was screwed when there were feisty women around.

"I like de way you think, chere."

"I like to keep things interesting."

She was enjoying their banter. It was simple and it didn't require much thought. She didn't have many simple things in her life and the ones she did have she clung onto. She was used to lying but she had a feeling that she wouldn't have to lie to Remy because he just wouldn't ask.

Elena looked up at him with a curious and yet sultry gaze. "How well do you know your way around?" She'll let him interpret what she's talking about.

"Well enough." He leaned down, his voice lowering to a sultry whisper tinged with that accent of his. "An' I'm one faster learner."

Elena felt the subtle effect of his voice as it brushed against her skin, low and inviting. His accent had an allure to it though it was more for its familiarity.

"I'm hoping you are." A smile tugged her lips and she turned to head back to her room. "Unlit then."

Remy grinned at her response, nodding as he moved away from her, taking a step back toward his own room.

"Oui, mon chere. You know where to find me if you be needin' company."

ARRIVAL LOG - First Wave

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