cycleofages | ARRIVAL LOG

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ARRIVAL LOG - First Wave

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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Very few areas of HQ are accessible by these newcomers, a fact Luther had insisted upon when it was decided this strange phenomena be redirected to HQ in the first place. Their enemies were certainly not few, and there was no reason to trust these new people with their secrets. Luther took it upon himself to police the halls, making sure all these people knew their place and stayed out of their areas. These people couldn't be trusted.

The vampire is a shadow, unseen unless someone wanders into a place they don't belong, at which point the shadow begins to tail them, only speaking when he believes they've gone too far.

"Areas are restricted for a reason."

"I didn't see a sign posted."

Hanna turned to look up at Luther, her eyes narrowing at him while her arms cross defensively in front of her chest. She didn't like the idea of being brought here and then restricted to a small area. She needed to call her mom and her friends. There were more important things to worry about.

What's more annoying is that this pretty body was now getting on her case. She was trying to sneak but she wasn't very good at it.

"We didn't think we'd need one. We tried to trust you." He levels almond eyes on her. "Was that trust misplaced?"

"No."

Her tone was low and defensive. Even if she had known that this was of limits she would have wandered this way anyway. It's a moot point in the end.

"I just don't see why we have to be ushered like cattle." Hanna's tone was sharp but she turned to face the way she had come. "Also, we didn't exactly get a large map saying don't go here."

If there were directions on her phone then she chose to ignore them.

Luther crosses his arms, looking slightly down at the girl. She isn't much younger than him, truth be told, but she doesn't need to know that.

"Then consider yourself warned. We don't just trust people blindly around here. It has to be earned."

Hanna's eyebrows rose. "Right, got it." She began to walk away before turning back to Luther with a more obstinate look.

"I have a question." She really can't help it, this place was too weird. "You keep saying we. Who exactly does that entail or do you just like referring to yourself like that?"

He acted like some kind of bouncer.

Luther tilts his head to the side, raising his eyebrow. She's a feisty one.

"Surely you've noticed there are others around here. We are a very tight community. You are outsiders. Does that make more sense?"

"Yeah but how do you know what they're thinking. I'm sure not everyone is as much of a jerk as you're being."

It was a honest mistake as far as Hanna saw it and he was just being mean about it. Wanting answers wasn't to much to ask though it was becoming very obvious that she wasn't going to get them from this guy.

"I don't see how that's any of your concern."

His gaze was even as he continued to watch her.

"I'm sure we'll explain everything to you eventually. We're waiting to see if any more of you show up first. Does that make you feel a little better?"

Hanna lifted her shoulders in something like a shrug. A pout pulled at her lips as she turned to head back down the hall.

"A little bit." She was at least honest.

She didn't think she'd get more answers from this guy and she had no interest in challenging him when she knew nothing useful about this place so she gave him a small wave and turned to walk back the direction she'd come in.

RESTRICTED AREAS | NPC: Luther (Near the training wing)

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A restricted area just across from the underground forest, eh? Gambit couldn't resist. Most people hid their secrets right out in the open in his experience, invisible to all except those who knew to look for it. Being trapped in a place where the secrets were clearly labeled? It almost seemed like a distraction.

Or an invitation. Most curtains and signs were to the Cajun, after all, or at least he took them as such. His trained eyes scanned the area for sensors or anything else out of place. He wasn't particularly knowledgeable on magic, but he knew the signs, and he didn't see anything out of the ordinary in that regard, either. Funny. No motion detectors, no hidden cameras, no guards unless the minimal art on the walls were actually shape-shifted sentries.

He takes one step down the training hallway before he hears Luther's voice. It sends a chill down his spine and makes the bottom of his stomach fall out. There hadn't been anyone there. At all. The Cajun turns to look over his shoulder, smirking.

"Don't want your new visitors ta see the man behind the curtain?"

"If that was the case then it wouldn't be restricted would it?"

His tone was flat and humorless as he stepped around Gambit. He wasn't about to let the strange man go snooping further down the hall.

"Sounds like dat is the curtain ta me, homme." He continued to smile, confident, even a little cocky, at this new man who was of a height with him. Truth be told, he wasn't feeling particularly confident at all, knowing they had a completely silent, undetectable guard dog sniffing around all the restricted areas, but he didn't need to know that.

"So, what's behind door number one, eh?"

"I can tell you have issues hearing. Let me make myself more clear."

Luther took a small step forward, his shoulders squared and his demeanor threatening. He would throw Gambit out if it came to it and he's making that fact perfectly clear. "You can leave or I can make you."

Gambit crosses his arms, not backing down. If this was how they welcomed people, he had a pretty good idea what to expect from this place.

"How 'bout you answer me a question, first, mon ami." There was a subtle emphasis on the moniker, his tone slightly sarcastic. "What's your plan, eh? What's the endgame? Why'd ya bring us here?"

"You think we wanted you here?"

His eyes narrow. "We're your baby sitters and you're intruding."

Remy tilted his head to the side in curiosity, and blinked. "Baby-sitters, eh? Dat's what you are? Show us the play room an' let us run off ta play with the others, long as we do what we told? Dat it?"

"Would you rather we lock you in a room like cattle?"

RESTRICTED AREAS | NPC: Luther

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RESTRICTED AREAS | NPC: Luther

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Elena stopped, the muscles in her shoulder and back tensing as she turned towards the disembodied voice. He'd moved to fast for her to see but the strange smell was unmistakably out of place. She felt very out of her league but she was at least skilled with treading lightly.

"I must have gotten turned around." Her voice was slow and even as she looked at Luther. Her brows furrow and her expression grows more serious.

"What are you?"

Luther raises an eyebrow at the audacity of this particular werewolf. They were outsiders. Who did she think she was?

"Right." Like he's believing that. "Vampire."

"I see."

Elena inclined her head slightly, a small gesture of submission before speaking again. "I'm sorry to have intruded. Can I ask for directions to the cafeteria?" As she spoke she grabbed her phone and pulled up the small map.

She wanted to know where she was though it didn't look like the temper on this one was something to be tested. She was very good at reading people.

Luther's anger abated somewhat at Elena's show of submission and he nodded, pointing out where she was on the map she pulled up.

"Just head back the way you came."

"Should I assume that similar halls that branch in this direction are off limits too?" She looked up at him again, her bright blue eyes studying him cautiously. She didn't want to press him but any amount of information would be helpful, even just knowing to what areas they are kept.

The map on her phone was nice but she wished she had one drawn out on paper. Then she could at least mark off the area.

Luther nodded, raising his chin slightly. "Assuming that would probably be a good idea, yeah."

"Thank you. That's enough for me to avoid these areas. I apologize for the inconvenience." She chanced giving the vampire a small smile before turning away from him. They would probably run into each other again and she hoped she might be able to ask more questions.

For now she's happy with what she has. They weren't trusted and that piece of information was useful.

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