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thepull_mods ([personal profile] thepull_mods) wrote in [community profile] sirenspull_logs2012-09-02 10:58 pm

September Arrivals Log

Who: September Arrivals, Greeters, NPC recruiters & anyone else who happens to be hanging around the Tower Apartments to 'welcome' newcomers.
When: Throughout September, 2012 (Please Specify Date & Time in Thread Header)
Where: The Sector 4 Baseball Diamond, Parking Lot & Lobby of the Tower Apartments
Summary: This is your catch-all one stop log for arrival interactions! New Newcomers can also meet and mingle in the apartment lobby.
Warnings: Nausea, potential for violence, language- add on any warnings or ratings as they come up.

It feels like a whiplash, like being plucked up into the sky and sucked through a very tight dark space before being deposited rather roughly in the City. Your character will be disoriented, dizzy, slightly nauseous, and very sore upon arriving in Siren's Port It is your choice whether your character arrives during the safety of the day or the danger of night.

Until recently, no one knew why, but every new arrival from another world gets deposited in the dead center of an ill-kept baseball diamond.

Some of the fences and signboards have been replaced with information and welcoming signs, posted by Newcomers as encouragement. However, from time to time some form of degrading graffiti'd tag might appear here or there, 'Go Home!' or 'Now You're Fucked, Newmeat' 'Welcome to Sirens Port, Population: Too Many to Add One More' and 'Attention Newcomers: Please wait here till sunset sirens to receive your welcoming package! =) ')

A person is thrown from their pull somewhere within the fenced-in baseball field, either in the dirty infield or tossed rolling into the overgrown dirty outfield. A recent fire has charred the left side of the outfield, and grass is only starting to grow back.

Standing on second base and facing home plate, one will see a rotten, old and deteriorating backstop and chain link fencing, much like any little league baseball field. Broken down bleachers made of worn out green painted wood can be seen in disarray behind this, and some old trees line the wall and fencing along the right side.

To your left is a walled in Dugout with a secured door. The dugouts are made of thick concrete and set low into the earth. This one has been outfitted as a safe place to enter during the night to hide and wait out the morning. Sometimes Greeters can be found here, waiting for people to show up. The Dugout to the right has also been cemented over and secured with a heavily guarded and armored door.

The Baseball Diamond is held by the Neutral Government, allowing greeters access to the infield to retrieve new arrivals. However, the small building constructed over the right dugout is still guarded heavily by government-controlled Voids, to block public access to the Core. Those who cooperate with greeters will be treated fairly and be given helpful information, lead to the Tower Apartments and offered a month's lodging. Those who put up a fight will be met with Voids and detained by police.

Just beyond the fence, in the Tower Apartments parking lot and lobby, SERO and AGI recruiters will be passing out informational leaflets presenting company propaganda, including discounted coupon booklets and travel-sized toiletries as a "Newcomer Welcome Package".

Other then the lights around the Core dugout, there is one single electric light above home plate that remains on, even in the Darkness. There is an open walkway near the dugouts that leads into the parking lot of the Tower Apartments. The front doors of Tower One are always kept unlocked, but you had best close them again quickly if you slip inside during the night. The office of the Landlord is well marked near the lobby, and you'll receive keys there.

The second tower is abandoned, it looks like there was some kind of bombing. Asking around, you might hear about the anti-newcomer movement and an attempt to blow up both towers. Explosive charges were set up in the elevator shafts, back in January. Tower Two's weren't disabled in time, so the building is taped off, and you'll be advised not to go wandering in there- it's no doubt structurally unsound, though the first tower still stands tall and (mostly) functioning.

Though temporary housing services are funded by SERO and AGI, they are now run buy the Newcomers themselves. With heavy funding and support contacts from both companies, the building is in a state of slow remodeling.
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[personal profile] kicktomorrow 2012-09-12 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jane looks at him, and then leans forward to take the water--and brushes her fingers over Yosuke's hand. It doesn't seem odd to her to worry about him, and he does give her a little hope out of his misery.]

I stand by what I said about whoever said you suck at this being wrong.

So that happens, though. You...can meet people you know, though. [She hesitates.] Do the names Jesse Pinkman, Donald Margolis, or Carol McMillan mean anything to you?
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[personal profile] inthejunk 2012-09-12 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[For a minute, Yosuke inexplicably looks like he's going to be sick all over the table. But then he gets up, goes into the other room, and comes out with some chucks and a sweatshirt. He hands them over, not quite meeting Jane's eyes anymore.]

Put those on. I'll call a cab, so you won't have to walk this time.
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[personal profile] kicktomorrow 2012-09-12 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
...what?

[Jane holds the proffered clothes, but just stares at him instead of pulling them on.]

What did I say? Look--don't kick me out?
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[personal profile] inthejunk 2012-09-12 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
You can come back any time you need to. I'll always let you in.

[He shrugs into a sweatshirt of his own, and grabs his wallet and keys. He glances up long enough to give her a reassuring grin, even if it is a bit forced. Yeah, it figures.]

But Pinkman's going to want to see you, right?
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[personal profile] kicktomorrow 2012-09-12 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Jesse--

[Jane breathes in, deep and startled--then dresses with all haste, lacing the shoes tightly enough they'll be hard to get off later. It doesn't matter right now; she almost stands, but realizes he still has to call a cab.]

Oh my God. He's here. Is he okay?
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[personal profile] inthejunk 2012-09-12 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, all in one piece.

[Yosuke sees Jane's haste, and that cements things. He dials his NV. Yeah, they'll definitely need that cab.]
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[personal profile] kicktomorrow 2012-09-12 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
So what's wrong?

[Because something isn't right. Yosuke is taking this all wrong. Either Jesse is in one piece but with something else wrong, or there's something between him and Yosuke.]
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[personal profile] inthejunk 2012-09-13 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Wow. Crap, she wasn't supposed to notice that. Yosuke holds up an open palm -just a moment- and finishes giving the dispatcher the address. Then, he hangs up, and glances over at Jane, awkwardly.]

[Jeez, Hanamura. Suck it up. This is a really good moment for her, there's no need to ruin it.]


Huh? Nothing. He's fine, I promise. Way better than me.

[He lifts the plastered arm, half joking and half serious.]

Don't worry, okay? You'll be home soon.

[And then, because there's still the tiniest chance that maybe he misunderstood:]

...You do live there, right?
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[personal profile] kicktomorrow 2012-09-15 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, he's my boyfriend.

[Although living together is a tiny stretch--still, as good as, and Jesse wouldn't leave her to the tender mercies of whoever runs the free housing. She stands uncertainly, taking a few steps towards Yosuke, and then runs her hands through her tangled hair.]

...so we should get started on those stairs.
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[personal profile] inthejunk 2012-09-19 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
[It's disappointing, but not unexpected. Yosuke takes it better this time, carefully keeping his face neutral. His expression warms again when Jane steps forward, and he holds out his arm for her again. She's not quite steady enough on her feet to make it down the endless sets of stairs without help, as far as he can tell.]

Yeah. Let's go.