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who ; Emile and open
what ; Coming out of the teleporters as a confused ten-year-old
where ; The district with Spartanhaus
when ; Second day of the age event
warning(s) ; Possibly some language, though funsized Emile is better about this than giant Emile
Emile had been suspicious of the extra ice-cream sundaes at last night's dinner - how not, with Mendez training them? And as he was violently jolted from asleep to in the middle of an unfamiliar station with none of his squadmates in sight and a strange communicator on his wrist, he'd been proven right. With the lack of a clear objective, it was obviously the usual: find your team and figure it out.
The comm channels he kept an eye on, but they seemed to consist entirely of civilians wondering where they were. Interesting. Maybe they'd have to protect the civilians somehow? None of them used any keywords Emile was familiar with, though, so he kept radio silence for the moment. Despite all the chatter, the area was deserted. It was either long-distance communication or red herrings trying to lure him into revealing himself, and Emile suspected the latter.
Still, staying in one place wasn't going to help him figure out anything. As stealthily as a ten-year-old could, he chose a random direction to start off in and looked for any other signs of habitation.
what ; Coming out of the teleporters as a confused ten-year-old
where ; The district with Spartanhaus
when ; Second day of the age event
warning(s) ; Possibly some language, though funsized Emile is better about this than giant Emile
Emile had been suspicious of the extra ice-cream sundaes at last night's dinner - how not, with Mendez training them? And as he was violently jolted from asleep to in the middle of an unfamiliar station with none of his squadmates in sight and a strange communicator on his wrist, he'd been proven right. With the lack of a clear objective, it was obviously the usual: find your team and figure it out.
The comm channels he kept an eye on, but they seemed to consist entirely of civilians wondering where they were. Interesting. Maybe they'd have to protect the civilians somehow? None of them used any keywords Emile was familiar with, though, so he kept radio silence for the moment. Despite all the chatter, the area was deserted. It was either long-distance communication or red herrings trying to lure him into revealing himself, and Emile suspected the latter.
Still, staying in one place wasn't going to help him figure out anything. As stealthily as a ten-year-old could, he chose a random direction to start off in and looked for any other signs of habitation.