first hour
[ There’s some shuffling and a slight cough as the NV is turned on. It took him awhile to get use to using it but now it's simply another notch in the solidifying notion that he truly is stuck here. Also that ticking? You can't hear that ticking, it's nothing, it's just droning in the background as Ples finally speaks. ] My-my word. Sirens Port, Canada, hm? Doesn’t ring familiar I’m afraid. I-I’m not sure why I’ve been brought here actually. I assume there’s a purpose to all this?
[ Another pause as he takes in his surroundings. Still his expression is ever so curious just as before but not as impressed or surprised as most. He actually looks a bit bored, worried even, because this place might not have anything to help him--to keep it at bay. ]
A baseball diamond is a rather…peculiar place to have someone arrive. More importantly what exactly is this little experiment supposed to accomplish? I’ve been rather busy as of late and I really must be getting back. Some of us have other things to attend to. [ This is all said in a very passive, calm, way. Almost like Ples isn’t inwardly freaking out at all, nope. ]
Tests and questions for a man who doesn’t even know where he is. Funny and I was under the impression they wished to be...helpful. Hm, at least they were kind enough to allow short term occupancy of an apartment. [ Which means he will be needing a job in the near future. His NV is also a pocket watch how eerie of them to give him something like that. Still this whole business in general has put Ples a bit…on edge you could say. He not used to asking people for help, never did it much before. However this time it is a bit...different. ]
Ah. There are more of us here, from other places--worlds even, correct? Then I’d like to inquire on how much I’ve been told is true and how much is not. People are known to spout lies if only to appease the masses for their benefits. [ He sounds tired, slightly irritated, and so ever unamused. ]
I simply wish to return back home, a sentiment which is probably very much true for whoever else is here.
[ Another pause as he takes in his surroundings. Still his expression is ever so curious just as before but not as impressed or surprised as most. He actually looks a bit bored, worried even, because this place might not have anything to help him--to keep it at bay. ]
A baseball diamond is a rather…peculiar place to have someone arrive. More importantly what exactly is this little experiment supposed to accomplish? I’ve been rather busy as of late and I really must be getting back. Some of us have other things to attend to. [ This is all said in a very passive, calm, way. Almost like Ples isn’t inwardly freaking out at all, nope. ]
Tests and questions for a man who doesn’t even know where he is. Funny and I was under the impression they wished to be...helpful. Hm, at least they were kind enough to allow short term occupancy of an apartment. [ Which means he will be needing a job in the near future. His NV is also a pocket watch how eerie of them to give him something like that. Still this whole business in general has put Ples a bit…on edge you could say. He not used to asking people for help, never did it much before. However this time it is a bit...different. ]
Ah. There are more of us here, from other places--worlds even, correct? Then I’d like to inquire on how much I’ve been told is true and how much is not. People are known to spout lies if only to appease the masses for their benefits. [ He sounds tired, slightly irritated, and so ever unamused. ]
I simply wish to return back home, a sentiment which is probably very much true for whoever else is here.