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rekindleme2014-03-18 04:07 pm
rekindlemods) wrote in rekindleme2014-03-18 04:07 pm
Intro Log - March 2014
Who: Everyone
Where: The Welcome Center
When: 18th March, afternoon
Summary: The new arrivals, freshly pulled from their worlds or others, awaken in a strange place...
Warnings: Inbox death may occur. System overload at own risk. SOME NPC RESPONSES WILL BE SLOW UNTIL THE ONE WHO PLAYS THEM IS PRESENT.
It's a shuddering breath, a sensation of being pulled to elsewhere and finding oneself pressed against something on the soft and some place cozy. However, before one can fully stir, there is and odd, warm stirring sensation that lifts you up from wherever you've been dropped, when you begin to drift off once more.
Yet the feeling passes quickly, and when you awaken, you begin to realize your surroundings. It's a small room with what some might recognize as a Far Eastern theme when it comes to decor, from the walls to the sofa (or bed) you find yourself on. Illumination is provided by carefully crafted lamps, and even a candle flickering on a nearby desk. The doors are made from paper and wood, with a thin frame; through them it's easy to hear other people stirring, talking, or coming to.
You are not alone...
Close at hand there's a note that reads:
WELCOME CENTER
Newcomers: Please come downstairs to the lobby for refreshments and your welcome packets!
Odd... This wasn't written in your own language, and yet you find it easily understandable. Soon enough, if you don't enter on your own, there's a gentle knocking on the door as someone comes from downstairs to usher you along.
"Welcome to Saeng Seong! I know you must be confused as to where you are and what's going on, but we promise to explain this to you once you've had a chance to stretch your legs!"
Whether you go downstairs immediately or linger a little longer, eventually you must come down and get out of the small space, and sooner rather than later would probably be better. You'll find yourself in a well-lit lobby, filled with comfortable-looking couches and chairs. Along one wall are refreshment tables, loaded with all sorts of warming, comforting food and drink, including some you probably aren't familiar with. On the wall opposite are a pair of desks, each with a sign and a person seated behind them -
Irene, General Assistance
Devin, Technological Assistance
Unlike a few waves before, the only people in charge seem to be the people behind the desks. They look a bit busy.
However, before you can go over and give them a piece of your mind and ask questions, the same person who ushered you downstairs hands you a manilla envelope that contains your welcome packet, urging you to read this before asking the two figures questions that the packet likely answers.
Inside it, you will find: a ring with a key and apartment number on it, some kind of cash card, a map and informational guide to the city, and a letter folded neatly on the top -
Outside, and through the translucent glass you can see a banner hanging from the tiled roof of the building across the street. It's looking bright against a mostly blue sky:
WELCOME TO SAENG SEONG
(ENJOY YOUR STAY!)
Where: The Welcome Center
When: 18th March, afternoon
Summary: The new arrivals, freshly pulled from their worlds or others, awaken in a strange place...
Warnings: Inbox death may occur. System overload at own risk. SOME NPC RESPONSES WILL BE SLOW UNTIL THE ONE WHO PLAYS THEM IS PRESENT.
It's a shuddering breath, a sensation of being pulled to elsewhere and finding oneself pressed against something on the soft and some place cozy. However, before one can fully stir, there is and odd, warm stirring sensation that lifts you up from wherever you've been dropped, when you begin to drift off once more.
Yet the feeling passes quickly, and when you awaken, you begin to realize your surroundings. It's a small room with what some might recognize as a Far Eastern theme when it comes to decor, from the walls to the sofa (or bed) you find yourself on. Illumination is provided by carefully crafted lamps, and even a candle flickering on a nearby desk. The doors are made from paper and wood, with a thin frame; through them it's easy to hear other people stirring, talking, or coming to.
You are not alone...
Close at hand there's a note that reads:
Newcomers: Please come downstairs to the lobby for refreshments and your welcome packets!
Odd... This wasn't written in your own language, and yet you find it easily understandable. Soon enough, if you don't enter on your own, there's a gentle knocking on the door as someone comes from downstairs to usher you along.
"Welcome to Saeng Seong! I know you must be confused as to where you are and what's going on, but we promise to explain this to you once you've had a chance to stretch your legs!"
Whether you go downstairs immediately or linger a little longer, eventually you must come down and get out of the small space, and sooner rather than later would probably be better. You'll find yourself in a well-lit lobby, filled with comfortable-looking couches and chairs. Along one wall are refreshment tables, loaded with all sorts of warming, comforting food and drink, including some you probably aren't familiar with. On the wall opposite are a pair of desks, each with a sign and a person seated behind them -
Irene, General Assistance
Devin, Technological Assistance
Unlike a few waves before, the only people in charge seem to be the people behind the desks. They look a bit busy.
However, before you can go over and give them a piece of your mind and ask questions, the same person who ushered you downstairs hands you a manilla envelope that contains your welcome packet, urging you to read this before asking the two figures questions that the packet likely answers.
Inside it, you will find: a ring with a key and apartment number on it, some kind of cash card, a map and informational guide to the city, and a letter folded neatly on the top -
Welcome to Saeng Seong!
You are among a new group of arrivals to our city, from many far-apart worlds.
We have gathered you here because our city is in a crisis, and we are at our last resorts. The energy of the city is in a slow downward spiral, and is dangerously close to expiring altogether.
That's where you come in - you and everyone else we've brought to the city. Unlike those of us here, you have the potential to generate the energy the city needs, but you'll need to work together to do it.
Why? Because the energy can only be generated when two people touch each other. Any touch will do, but it must be between two of you who are new to the city. If you don't keep in contact with someone, eventually your energy will begin to drain as well, making you dangerously ill.
A few other things:
The closed-off sections of the city are closed off for a reason; approaching them will cause your energy to drain very rapidly. We're working to open the rest of the city to you as soon as we can, but for now, please remain within the first five districts of the city.
You have been given a key to a one-bedroom apartment in a complex set aside for you and the other new arrivals, near the riverside in the 1st district. You're free to change your living quarters whenever you like, and we encourage you to move in with someone in one of the larger apartments. When you want to change, just come back to this building to exchange your key.
We've also included a cash card with a living stipend; if you're unfamiliar with this system, or the network established for new arrivals, you can talk to Devin in the lobby for help. It's what he's here for. If you need medical assistance, contact Mai, one of our nurses.
Again, welcome, and thank you for all your help.
Irene
Arrival Liaison
You are among a new group of arrivals to our city, from many far-apart worlds.
We have gathered you here because our city is in a crisis, and we are at our last resorts. The energy of the city is in a slow downward spiral, and is dangerously close to expiring altogether.
That's where you come in - you and everyone else we've brought to the city. Unlike those of us here, you have the potential to generate the energy the city needs, but you'll need to work together to do it.
Why? Because the energy can only be generated when two people touch each other. Any touch will do, but it must be between two of you who are new to the city. If you don't keep in contact with someone, eventually your energy will begin to drain as well, making you dangerously ill.
A few other things:
The closed-off sections of the city are closed off for a reason; approaching them will cause your energy to drain very rapidly. We're working to open the rest of the city to you as soon as we can, but for now, please remain within the first five districts of the city.
You have been given a key to a one-bedroom apartment in a complex set aside for you and the other new arrivals, near the riverside in the 1st district. You're free to change your living quarters whenever you like, and we encourage you to move in with someone in one of the larger apartments. When you want to change, just come back to this building to exchange your key.
We've also included a cash card with a living stipend; if you're unfamiliar with this system, or the network established for new arrivals, you can talk to Devin in the lobby for help. It's what he's here for. If you need medical assistance, contact Mai, one of our nurses.
Again, welcome, and thank you for all your help.
Irene
Arrival Liaison
Outside, and through the translucent glass you can see a banner hanging from the tiled roof of the building across the street. It's looking bright against a mostly blue sky:
(ENJOY YOUR STAY!)
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She's angry all right, but she knows how to keep her temper under wraps now, especially with what her anger has made her do in the past.
"Newsflash-- if I wanted to deck you, I would have done it and you'd be waking up tomorrow."
Though she wont deny to herself that she was tempted earlier, and is a little bit right now-- but she doesn't because he really doesn't know that she's asked to have all that responsibility on her shoulders. Lightning's not that kind of person, not anymore. Or at least she hopes so.
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He's practically sweating bullets by now, and looking Lightning in the eye gets harder by the second. Why oh why had he opened his fat mouth and insulted such a formidable woman?
"Um, I know it won't mean much, but I'm truly sorry for, ah...A-angering you with my words. Haha, you've actually really helped me in figuring out what this place is and this is how I thank you..."
At least Gordin has the grace to look ashamed of himself, nervy as he is at the moment. Sure, words are cold comfort after the fact (and it doesn't bolster his confidence when he's feeling cut down to size), but there's a genuine desire to make up for his continuous verbal blundering.
It's the least he can do, really.
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It's going to be very difficult to adjust.
"If you read that letter properly, you would have figured out a lot of what we've talked about on your own." She cant really help keeping the sneer out of her voice, but she does manage to keep her face blank at least. Some people are just really unobservant, she supposes.
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Even dedicated souls like himself enjoy slacking off now and then, but if Gordin has nothing to do but hold hands with strangers instead of doing anything productive then he might end up like Lightning.
That's a scary thought. He can't pull off the attitude and blank face like she can and looking ridiculous is already a problem for him.
"Um, I-- ...Okay, that's a good point. I guess I wasn't really taking it in when I looked at the thing, if I'm honest with you. But you know how it goes; sometimes things don't make sense or seem real until you hear someone else say them, haha..."
All the same, there's a barely audible mumble of apology as he looks at his feet out of shame; gaze broken, confidence -100! Why can't he just leave socialising and making friends to the people who are good at it, like his lord?
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"There are jobs-- but you have to apply for them first. I doubt anyone's going to ask you to join them, since no one knows your skillset yet, and the locals don't know who you are the same way you don't know them. Or you can set up your own business."
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Thank goodness for Lightning's discretion with the more violent end of the emotional spectrum though; admittedly, Gordin is a little more, ah..."Fragile" thanks to this bizarre little sequence of events. Even a particularly harsh glare could have him in tears.
Thankfully he's keeping it all together for now; that would be the last straw on this camel's back and even he knows it.
Jobs, though...His family have a farm; menial labour isn't above him, for all the prestige he should've earned by now. Become a knight, they said. You'll get to ride a horse and earn lots of money, they said.
"That's alright, I'm used to working my way up! I won't let me being new stop me from being useful, and--"
Oh gods, he's getting way too excited over jobs for his own good. There's no way in hell he's going to cope with working deep fryers or anything, but at least the ambition's there?
"--And I won't get in anyone's way, ma'am! You can count on me!"
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She doesn't even know.
Snow had proven himself the best man for Serah, and he's so optimistic that Lightning cant help but trust him. For all of Sazh's faults, in the end he's a strong man and the most stable and mature one out of all of them when they were all still l'Cie. And Mog, despite being weaker than the rest of Valhalla that he could only attempt to prove himself through a game of rock-paper-scissors, has abilities that are unique to him, and a drive to help. Those are some of the people she can count on.
"You don't have to prove anything to me." And it's true. He doesn't.
Lightning's heart is softer after recent events (not that she'll ever admit that, even to herself) have has been followed by people who barely even know her (though she imagines it's because those were matters of life and death, and they latched onto the most powerful person in the area-- herself), but she doesn't understand the logic of swearing something to someone you don't even know. And if she's being honest with herself, she doesn't know if she wants to place some measure of trust in someone who wants to be "useful" as opposed to being tougher, a strong partner or simply a loyal follower.
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"I know I don't! But..."
But what? What's so special about this woman that he's so damn compelled to gain her respect (or as much of it as little beetles like him are likely to get)? Maybe it's her eyes; something about them reminds Gordin of his teacher, a man so thoroughly exhausted with the world that he can only see it in terms of strategies. He'd had an advantage then, as a promising young apprentice; here, he has nothing and be damned if that's going to stop him now.
"...But if one day you could think that I'm not useless or something, that would mean that I've become someone worthwhile. I want to become someone who people can rely on, or at least not laugh at and I just-- I think that would be a good way to measure it if someone as cool as you could think at least a little highly of me, ma'am."
It's not really helping his case that he sounds so uncertain of himself (being so blunt about his emotions is truly a trial), but there's some determination in the set of his jaw that helps offset his usual dithering.