ITP: Yet Another Intro
['sup Siren's Port? Looks like there's yet another newcomer. An improbably blond girl of vaguely Asian descent looking rather nervous and, quite frankly, disbelieving of the situation. She just went through the welcoming, spent a night in the lobby of an apartment complex when the doorman was kind enough to yank her in right off the sidewalk right before the sirens went off. He wound up slapped for his efforts, but then got an apology when the various monstrosities of the Darkness started prowling the streets and Wako had no choice but to believe what she'd been told.
Well, she'd always wanted to leave Southern Cross Isle if it ever became feasible, but like this? To a place where, in the end, she's equally trapped?
Could be worse. At least here those Lady Gaga wannabes calling themselves the Glittering Crux can't break the seal completely if she's not there.
So now Wako is waving into the camera of her NV. She's trying for relaxed, but it only comes off as stiff, kind of like any newcomer would be when faced with the reality of the situation they're in.]
Uh, hi! The name's Wako Agemaki and I'm from Southern Cross Isle. I.... well, I really don't know what to say besides that. If I'm going to be here a while I'm going to need a job, I guess? Oh! And are teenagers required to go to school around he--
[Her face goes red as her stomach growls audibly and she breaks out into a very nervous laugh. Why does that always happen during a serious situation?]
Does anyone know where a good place to eat is?
Well, she'd always wanted to leave Southern Cross Isle if it ever became feasible, but like this? To a place where, in the end, she's equally trapped?
Could be worse. At least here those Lady Gaga wannabes calling themselves the Glittering Crux can't break the seal completely if she's not there.
So now Wako is waving into the camera of her NV. She's trying for relaxed, but it only comes off as stiff, kind of like any newcomer would be when faced with the reality of the situation they're in.]
Uh, hi! The name's Wako Agemaki and I'm from Southern Cross Isle. I.... well, I really don't know what to say besides that. If I'm going to be here a while I'm going to need a job, I guess? Oh! And are teenagers required to go to school around he--
[Her face goes red as her stomach growls audibly and she breaks out into a very nervous laugh. Why does that always happen during a serious situation?]
Does anyone know where a good place to eat is?