[Voice → Written] First Entry

[pifflelandlady]

[The audio of a journal switches on, but there's silence for some time, save perhaps the shuffle or beep of someone pressing a button here and there.

Then finally--]

What a strange device. I haven't seen something even similar since the development days. But it looks like it's for something very different. An open forum of sorts... Who could

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[histruename]

[Looks like you're not the only newbie in the woods today. He caught the last bit of your entry as he was passing through, and the boyscout in him can't just walk away from someone in trouble.

He stops on the forest edge, making his presence known but gauging her reaction before he approaches. Last thing he wants to do is scare her.]

Sounds like you could use a hand.

[Nice enough, right? Never mind he's a seven foot tall demon with glowing orange eyes. But details.]

[pifflelandlady]

[Reading through her journal in search of more details, Chitose is caught by surprise by the approach. So the shock is all the greater.

But curious shock gets outweighed by offered assistance.]

Yes, I could. Though I'm afraid I don't even know where to start.

[He might be an odd-looking one, but she is sitting - well, standing up at this point - in the middle of a forest, no memory getting there, with wings literally on her back.

But. Is he, a persocom? She'd never seen one like him, nor could she see her husband designing one like him, in contrast to the standard or their daughters.

But what else could he be?]

[histruename]

I've been told there's a village south of here if you follow the river. I'm headed that way.

[Unspoken invitation, if you're interested.]

[pifflelandlady]

It sounds like a starting point.

Any chance you heard of any farther locations?

[histruename]

[He'll wait for her to approach him before heading off again.] Nothing so far. There's supposed to be a barrier around the place no one can get through. So far all I've seen is woods.

sorry for the delay!

[pifflelandlady]

So there is no known exit?

[That stalls her walk more than approaching the curious samaritan. Though she still trails behind.]

-is there no communication outside the limit, either, you think?

No worries

[histruename]

[He pauses at her hesitation.]

Don't think so.

[Not yet, at least.]

much obliged

[pifflelandlady]

That will be a problem...

Well, one step at a time, I suppose. At least we might get a chance for questions at this village.

[Touching her own wings at that thought.]

[histruename]

There's a guide I'll show you once we get there. It's got everything pretty well mapped out, far as I can tell.

[pifflelandlady]

Ah, is that what told you about the village?

That would be helpful.

[histruename]

Had a bunch of residents give me some first hand accounts, actually. Turns out some of them have been trapped here for years.

[pifflelandlady]

-what reason could anyone have to trap people for that long, without explanation...

[histruename]

Doesn't matter. All I know is I'm getting you people out.

[He has his doubts, sure. But he has to stay confident.]

[pifflelandlady]

Ah, you're planning a breakout?

[Is that his function, to protect people? That would help explain his design to a point. (Though she is wondering how likely it is he is a persocom at all.)]

[histruename]

Yep.

[You could say that. Hellboy's made it his function to protect people for most of his life. It's just what he does.]

[pifflelandlady]

Well, I'll just have to wish you luck with it!

[Seeing how she couldn't do much herself. Unless some system hacking was required.]