Jan 14, 2011 01:02
[There has probably never been anyone who was happy to be suddenly dumped into a strange world and told they were stuck forever. Albert is no exception. And his greeter wasn't much help.All he was given was the basic 'welcome to Siren's Port' speech, and then told to wait in dugout until morning, or he would be killed by monsters. Monsters? Really? Did he think Albert was child or something? So there he is, late at night, sitting in the dugout and playing with his shiny new toy NV. He was supposed to be able to use it to talk to his fellow captives. Just how many people had this core-thing collected, anyway? Well, maybe he could find out. And also find out if there was a way to call home.... The video function flickers on, and he gives a hesitant greeting.]
Hello.... My name is Albert Morcerf.
[There is something really awkward about calling total strangers for help.]
Umm, I just arrived and.... I know the guy here said that we can't leave. But is there any way to contact anyone outside the city?
And.... there aren't really monsters, are there?
[Maybe he should try to have a look around....]
c: franz d'epinay,
†: nadeko sengoku,
c: harry dresden,
c: death,
†: albert morcerf,
c: daedalus yumeno