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[smoking_gunner]

[Havoc wakes up in a strange house, as people do around here. But when he opened his eyes, that was the least of the surprises that waited for him. He first listened, before he moved. He didn't hear anything of note in the immediate vicinity. A ticking clock. A few kids screaming and hollering while playing outside. The low hum of the heater

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[ofroyalred]

[Well, if he ever makes it down to the kitchen, Youko will be sitting there, a pile of schoolbooks on the table, ready to be packed away to go, and a cup and teapot sitting in front of her. She seems to be quietly contemplating something in the snow outside the window.

At least until she hears something moving. She's not used to the drone!dad being anything but overbearingly happy, so forgive if she stares for a moment.

She's also perfectly harmless, try not to karate chop her.]

[smoking_gunner]

[He's not that over the top |D

But he finally makes it down there, creeping on the stairs, and then heads to the kitchen. He sees the young girl standing there, and enters the kitchen looking wary, but not immediately suspicious of her. It's not like he didn't have reason to suspect kids of being capable of horrible things.]

[He had a few questions, until he finally landed on one. It should cover all of his bases.] What the hell is going on here? [He chewed at the inside of his cheek a bit, since he didn't have a cigarette.]

[ofroyalred]

Oh... you must be the new 'father'...

[She sighs - and boy does it sound long-suffering, before turning back to him]

I'm not sure how to explain what this place is...

Mm, you're stuck in a place called "Mayfield" - it's... modeled after 1950s America [If he even knows what that is] and... I don't actually know why we're here, but this is apparently the house you've been assigned.

[smoking_gunner]

The future? [That's... not what he expected. He was starting to wonder if this was all some crazy dream. He should have known that Ishballan food tasted funny.]

So, we've all been kidnapped and brought to a strange town in the future? [He hasn't decided if this is the strangest thing that's ever happened to him, or if this girl is even to be believed.]

[ofroyalred]

Well, that depends on where you're from. The 1950s is the distant past - the time of my grandparents. [It just got weirder]

[smoking_gunner]

[... And it was her past.] So... it's not 1917? Great.

Does the name Fuhrer Roy Mustang mean anything to you?

[ofroyalred]

No it's... not...

[Thinking, thinking]

No the only 'Fuhrer' I've ever heard of... [How to phrase this delicately...] mm, was a leader of Germany in the 1940s.

[smoking_gunner]

[He scrubs his face with the hand not holding the shoehorn. Yes, he should look ridiculous.] Great... this is so messed up.

I need a radio... [Thinking]

[ofroyalred]

[She doesn't say anything. Or even react much, she just seems to be trying to stay polite]

A radio? Mm... I'm sure there's probably one around, but I doubt you'd be able to transmit outside of the town. [She points to a phone on the wall] Since those do not call outside, either.

[smoking_gunner]

... Great. [Well what now? He leans against the wall with a side.]

[ofroyalred]

[She takes a quiet sip of tea before continuing]

... I think, whether any of us like it or not, we're stuck here. At least for a while.

[smoking_gunner]

[He finally takes a seat at the table. He's pissed off, and he itches at his goatee.] This is ridiculous...

[But after a moment he has another question.] I need to find someone. Do you have a phone book or something?

[ofroyalred]

Mm... [She has to think] Ah, yes. I think there's one in the cabinet next to the phone.