INTRO LOG

[mysterium_mods]

Who: ideograms, disinters, and all new arrivals.
What: The new arrivals get their first experience of their new environment.
Where: Drawing room, the old Dixon house.
When: October 1st 1928, not long after midnight.
Rating and Warnings: PG?
Notes: If you haven’t read the OOC game start info, you can find it here.

Comments

no, he was just a green-skinned leathery trex that becker took down 8|

[demguns]

"Ah, the townspeople." Becker attempted not to sound whiny, or condescending. He really did. He tactfully refrained from doing air quotes, he's not that immature. It's just that he's so used to having Lester deal with all the legal crap that his team pulls off, that suddenly having to deal with the townspeople was a little off-putting, and, frankly, annoying. The townspeople are better off not knowing whatever it is that's going on in the university, and Becker is inclined to think of this place as a more primitive version of the ARC. It's just that he doesn't like this one. Neither does he appreciate the lack of resources. "Of course," he answers a lot more politely, probably after he's disposed of his Judgement Face. He hates the idea of being one of the future people stuck in the past. Having his life directed in some kind of anachronistic show isn't exactly his cup of tea.

"Well, we'll figure out a way to ... work around the townspeople, I suppose, when the time demands for it. Preferably soon, yes? We don't know how many are going to arrive, still." Becker almost said 'silence the townspeople'. He's rather proud having all this tact. Only Captain Becker, man. "Ah. Pardon me. I am Captain Becker, though times being what they are, I suppose just Becker would be fine."