First Pull - Video

[giftedistheterm]

[The wave comes through revealing a pale looking man, perhaps a little bit paler than should be healthy in fact. Simon is still feeling some lingering effects of being yanked into Siren's Port and hasn't had much time to settle after being rushed from the Darkness outside to the safety of the nearest building. There's a window in the background

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[frosty_mind]

General advice? Don't run the water until dawn. It'll come out sludge. Don't worry if it comes out sludge for a few minutes after dawn: it should clear up. You look to be in the tower apartments - your neighbors should have containers of good water.

It looks as though you're already getting questions answered by a number of people. Feel free to add me to the people who are willing to answer. My name is Emma Frost, I was drawn here with the last wave of Newcomers.

[giftedistheterm]

[He nods at the water bit, that's a useful tip...]

Thank you, Ms. Frost, I'll see about getting my own containers when the sun comes back up. People come in waves, hmm? I wonder how often, though...you might not be able to answer that one.

Oh, right, my name is Simon Tam. A pleasure to meet you.

[frosty_mind]

There have been several waves, the waves tend to be lengthy. And yes, you'd do better to ask someone who'd been here longer.

Likewise a pleasure to meet you. I believe the city can always use more doctors.

[giftedistheterm]

It's one of those lines of work where there's always a demand. What about you? What do you do to get by?

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[nosetweaks]

What sort of practical would you choose?

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[giftedistheterm]

[Wry look at this particular reply.]

That's a good question, since you've put it that way... Ah, I suppose the sort that would help me get home firstly, and...how to make this at least feel like a home in the meanwhile.

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[surgicalshot]

Don't go out in the darkness unless you know how to fight. Trust me on that. It's never pleasant being stuck outside with monsters and not knowing what to do.

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[giftedistheterm]

Sounds like you're speaking from experience.

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[surgicalshot]

[Laughs.] I am. I was coming home from a shift at the hospital, and I got caught in the Darkness. Luckily my roommate was out and helped save me.

[giftedistheterm]

That was...well I'd debate how lucky it was to get caught out like that in the first place.

[At least he didn't say it was stupid of him, since he mentioned working in a hospital.]

Though, since you mentioned it, I'm a doctor myself and was interested in getting work at the hospital or one of the clinics... My name is Simon Tam, and you?

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[deservesabone]

I could name some good restaurants.

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[giftedistheterm]

That actually would be something I'd like to know. It's been a while since I was able to have some real, good food.

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[deservesabone]

Well for starters, the best Italian place in the whole city's in Sector 3, over near the rental store. But you've gotta ask and make sure Alvise is workin' pasta.

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[giftedistheterm]

Noted, thank you very much. Any recommendations for authentic Chinese?

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[gotsomebadnoose]

It could be WORSE...

[The blue spirit weakly offers. He was speaking from experience; an unfortunate soul tethered to his preserved corpse. But it could be worse! So much worse, his body could be rotting!

The majority of the newcomers that visited the port, unwillingly pulled into this nightmarish city, were alive. 'Worse' could be dead. 'Worse' could be six feet under and-...and alone.]

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[giftedistheterm]

[...well that's an unhealthy looking skin-tone. But...there was talk of powers...it might be rude to bring it up.]

...it could, yes, that's always true.

[There's an awkward pause and then Simon simply can't help himself.]

Are you all right?

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[gotsomebadnoose]

[He furrows his brows for a second before realization dawns on him. A soft inhale of breath (does he even need to breathe?) before his demeanor slips into the familiarity of a downtrodden and weary state.]

Oh, I'm okay. It's -uhhh...

[He decides there really wasn't an elegant way to put it-]

I'm dead.

[and to prove his point, he steps a little further back (the static in the video smoothing out to give a clear picture), raising his chin, and tugging on the ghostly rope around his neck. The end of the noose trails off behind him, lingering in the air and disappearing through a wall. There was deep blue gash across the right side of his face where he had been bludgeoned by a crowbar.]

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[giftedistheterm]

[POKERFACE.]

...I'm sorry to hear that.

[Raises hand, starting to point but quickly lowers it as if afraid of being rude.]

Is that...is that permanent? I don't mean being dead, that is, that's rather obviously so but. The wound. And noose.