accidental video ][ a little less conversation, a little more action please

[commarogue]

[Splish--oof! Something groans; an anguished sound. Almost the sound a stomach makes when it hasn't been fed in ever. And is that cheering?]

What the...

[The groan turns to a threatening growl, and then rises in pitch until silenced by a loud CRACK, but only momentarily. What sounds like waves rising to overtake a sandy shore is peppered with

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Voice;

[yes_imagenius]

It's not so bad once you get used to it. You sort of got inducted aggressively though.

voice; at least an hour after the initial post

[commarogue]

No big. Story of my life.

Voice

[yes_imagenius]

Maybe the City is attempting to be more familiar to you?

I'm Spencer Reid.

[commarogue]

Doing a damn good job at it.

[After a lengthy pause:] Faith.

[yes_imagenius]

[He stops himself just short of saying a lot of things she probably already knows like it's actually more jarring to someone of a violent nature to be put in a peaceful environment. Instead he moves to something that's both information gathering and still a bit unusual to him]

Literally familiar with fighting monsters or more of a metaphorical thing because you looked like you knew what you were doing.

[commarogue]

[Matter of factly:] Just like used to a little action, is all.

[yes_imagenius]

[Give him a moment. He's remembering you are a pretty girl here, Faith. Part of the reason he's got it on voice is just so she can't see the way he's tweaking out, tucking his hair and rubbing his eyes]

You sh-should get plenty of that here. You m-might handle the City alright after all. Has someone explained the particulars to you?

[commarogue]

[All good, because she's doing her own version of tweaking. Which means holing up by herself.]

Used to being uprooted. And yeah I got the gist. No leaving, something about ticking and a whole mess of immigrants.

[yes_imagenius]

Army brat? [He's ninety percent sure she's not. He'd guess foster kid if he had to make a profile but if she is a foster kid, she's not going to appreciate having that brought up]

If you spend too much time alone the ticking gets in your head until that's all you can hear. Room mates are a good idea. Do you know people here?

[commarogue]

Something like that.

Ticking, right. [She might be a leetle suspicious here.] Yeah. Not 'know' as in move in and split rent but sure. Figure something out.

[yes_imagenius]

[And her answer just confirms his original suspicions whether he's actually right or not...entirely different story.]

You hear it, right? [As far as he knows they all hear it unless they have people around] You should find a room mate you think you can live with. It'll help.

[And then a very long pause] I live in a big house with a few people if you need a spot for a couple of days.

[commarogue]

No thanks, think I'm all right with a little ticking for now. I can find my own digs, or whatever.

[Mildly suspicious; let's talk about you so you don't keep pushing the living situation, hmm?] You in come kinda cult or something?

[yesimagenius]

Okay. It took me a little while to get used to the whole place.

[That gets a giggle out of him. Yes he giggles. It's very...not manly but he can't help it] No, I'm a math and chemistry teacher at the school here.

[Because he's gotten far enough in her profile that he knows telling her he was an FBI agent at home won't win him any friends in her eyes. And it's not a lie. He is a math and chemistry teacher here.]

[commarogue]

[The giggle puts Faith off of her guard, at least. Not entirely, but it's enough.]

School, huh? Missed that decade. On purpose.

[yes_imagenius]

[Oh good. That's what he wants]

It's okay. I probably made up your decade. What didn't you like about it?

[commarogue]

The uh. The school part. With classes and books.