[There's a familiar scream, and an all-too-familiar Prosecutor roaring in pain, the white of his eyes wide with rage. Definitely not one of his better moments…Though luckily the audio feed cuts rather quickly, and when the next NV function is used, an older man with a scowl is staring directly at the screen, sitting calmly in the dugout with his
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But your arrival here, just as the rest of us using the network have found ourselves, is nothing anyone can claim responsibility for. The whims of the Core are something unknown to us.
The city is called Siren's Port. I suggest you take the greeters' information at face value. It is as far as we know of the truth.
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[Pause.]
How do I know I can trust your word?
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Prosecutor-
My name is Dr. Daedalus Yumeno. I was a citizen of Romdeau City, until it was destroyed and I found myself here- arriving much in the same matter as you, and all newcomers. I help run the free clinic, at our community center.
I have been here in the city for a year, eight months, and seventeen days. Within that time, little to no new information has surfaced regarding the whys or hows of our 'pull' here...other than a few notable observation patterns in arrivals. People show up from various eras, realities- none of us are able to travel too far beyond the bounds of this island, due to a force that's almost like gravity, tethering us here ( ... )
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Doctor Yumeno, is it? Well, I certainly hope you're more competent than the fools here. Where might I find you?
[He at least sounds intelligent.]
Then why don't they fix this useless device instead of allowing it to continue? I, for one, feel rather as though I've been drugged. Wouldn't have been the first time one of those loathsome defense attorneys tried to hinder me from doing my job.
Who is in charge around here? I need to speak to them.
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[Fools. It must be. I should phone Franziska-]
The city is not permitting anyone to tamper with it, for fear of further damages. The guards you see, just off the diamond, are defending it from interlopers.
Nausea and exhaustion are common physical reactions to arrival. You'll probably feel better after a bit of rest. Speak with the greeters, they're in charge of passing along information. The higher ups in City Hall, the administration, will not take the complaints of new and confused arrivals.
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[His shoulder was agony, but he's a Von Karma. He's inhumanly resistant to pain. Sort of.]
Hn. I see.
I shall be sure to wake one of those fools from their beds. I hear they've all gone home.
[He's quite sour about that.]
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[And there's a frown of concern- he's studying the makeshift sling, brows slightly furrowed]
...you've broken an arm, on the fall?
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[He rises, a bit unsteadily, though he doesn't give any indication of his weakness and starts to move, tilting the NV in such a way that he could still be seen though he was moving in the Darkness over home plate.]
No. I'm afraid it's an old injury, aggravated by...This wretched cold and whatever "Pull" nonsense that was mentioned by the girl here. Medical staff, or so she claims. She appears suspicious, Doctor.
But that was the best they could do, incompetent as they are. It's recommended I see a physician.
[He scoffs.]
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[he cautions]
I can set an appointment for Wednesday morning, or you can see one of my colleagues, sooner. Dr. Xavier would be able to waive any X-ray costs.
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His gait was a little slower than normal given his condition but he'd go past the rusted chainlink fencing well enough, looking both ways as he begins his traverse towards the Tower Apartments.]
Well, given my wallet is conveniently missing..I'm afraid that will have to do. And where might I find this place for an appointment?
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Hurry, you'll want to reach those doors to the towers quickly.
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For whatever reason however the coast seems to be clear. Remarkably clear, for a full moon. Quiet, but nothing more.
There's perhaps a howl in the background, but by then he was halfway across the street.]
Hah. I have no need to hurry, Doctor. No one would dare attack me.
And if they did I would make sure they received the death penalty.
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Not to give you an undue fright, but the things that prowl the night, the mutation? They've already received the death penalty.
I used to work the night shift, at the clinic. I know what they are capable of.
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Mutated animals? And these are the "Darkness" creatures that I've been told exist?
[There's the howling again, except closer, and now as he stares out he can see a trashcan lid fly and roll towards him. It stops at his feet, and he, along with it, pauses, only to see a feral-looking dog bound up to him. He frowns, but doesn't retreat, merely ignoring the thing.]
Shoo.
[Is all he says, though it doesn't seem to be attacking. Merely staring with blank black eyes.]
It's only a dog. Now then.
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[Daedalus says tersely in turn, worried for the man, so he's leaning forward part way in his seat. Franziska would be more than angry with him, if he'd allowed for anything to happen to a relative while he was still on the line.]
Some won't attack unless provoked, but I wouldn't dawdle in waiting to see which do and don't.
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He bangs on the door, shoving his way in before promptly letting the doors swing shut. The rot would've gotten in had he been too careless.]
Wednesday morning, yes?
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