[Voice Post]

[justashow]

[The rustling sound of someone turning over in bed with a sigh.]

Mmm, sweetheart come back to bed. The Pack can do without you for one night I'm sure...

Warren?

...This isn't my bed.

[ooc: It is his bed, he just doesn't recognize it. Yes, Kyle's back after his button-pressing and he was only home a few days, but while he was there he forgot

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[starchilde_lost]

...hey, Kyle, I think you think you're somewhere you're not.

[justashow]

...Repeat that in clear English?

[starchilde_lost]

You think you're in your home, I'm telling you you're not. And if that still confuses you, it means you've lost your memories of this place...oh, goody for you.

[justashow]

I'm very aware that this is not my home, thank you. What do you mean, 'lost your memories'?

[starchilde_lost]

...Kyle. You've been living in the City longer than I have. If you don't know that, you've got some holes in your memory.

[justashow]

I live in Richland.

[starchilde_lost]

Yeah, back in your world, you live in Richland. Here you live in a giant beach house with serious security and help manage a bar.

[justashow]

You must have me confused with someone else. I'm an attorney.

[starchilde_lost]

Not much use for divorce attorneys here, Kyle.

[justashow]

I don't intend to stay long enough for that to matter.

[starchilde_lost]

You're... you're not going to have much of a choice. People are stuck here until the City send them home.

[justashow]

You're talking about it as if it's an entity unto itself.

[starchilde_lost]

It almost is. Here, I'll send you a guide. Some light reading for your morning.

[justashow]

You're sending me the tourist pamphlet?

[starchilde_lost]

More like instruction manual. And rules of the road.

Have fun re-learning the currency.

[justashow]

Letting me guess, more confusing than the Euro?