001 [accidental video] [audio]

[missesthestars]

[The feed opens on a lone figure wearing a cloak somewhere in the City. She removes the cowl to reveal a woman, blonde and brown-striped hair and brilliant violet eyes. She blinks, and quickly looks at the sky and the buildings around her. As she looks around her eyes darken and her brow slightly furrows in confusion, but there's little else to indicate her mood as anything other than calm.

She sees the Network device nearby and crosses to it, her figure large in the frame as she picks it up. There's a few clicks and the camera shakes as she investigates it's settings. Finally, the video feed ends. There's another click and we change to audio.]

I'm unsure who you are or how you have managed to bring me here, but kindly show yourself.

[There's another click, but the device is still broadcasting.]

This is... unusual.



[OOC: After dark, yo.]

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audio;

[winewomenand]

Promise.

audio;

[missesthestars.livejournal.com]

...Robin.

What is going on here? Where am I?

audio;

[winewomenand]

Not home. A different plane. It's not his fault. It's not Auphe either.

[ his voice is curt. a pause. ]

Niko is here. Ishiah as well.

audio;

[missesthestars.livejournal.com]

Specificity, Robin, a name would do nicely - I'm already aware I'm not at home.

[a longer pause]

Niko should be half-way to Atlantic City by now, what do you mean, "he's here."

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[winewomenand]

It's called the City, for that's what it is. How's that for specificity for you? You've been brought here by some kind of magi, intensely powerful magic, apparently for the sole purpose of a group of creatures with aspirations of Godhood to play antfarm with you.

And I mean he's here in the apartment with me and not half-way to Atlantic City, you banal woman. Also you owe me thousands of dollars.

audio;

[missesthestars.livejournal.com]

Despite the utter ridiculousness of those statements I'll accept them in lieu of other information. The magi, these creatures, where may they be found?

...I owe you?

audio;

[winewomenand]

I hear they have an office building in the middle of the city. I've never had the desire to visit it, but if you want to get a boot up the ass, by all means, try and reason with them.

You. Owe me. For the damage to my dealership.

audio;

[missesthestars.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you've avoided them because you're aware that they prefer civilized conversation and manners. Any rational being can be reasoned with.

Perhaps while we're talking about financial matters we can discuss the bill you owe me for alcohol, food, and emotional trauma from your stay. The alcohol alone is likely to match whatever damage was done to your dealership.

[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

Hello, Promise.

[ooc: brb, must shower.]

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[missesthestars.livejournal.com]

[missesthestars.livejournal.com]

Niko.

Robin mentioned you were here.

[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

Robin is, as always, a veritable library of information both useful and useless.

I'm sorry that you find yourself in this place.

[missesthestars.livejournal.com]

And as always such a joy to dispense it.

What is it, really? Robin's being... verbose without being very specific.

[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

Tell me what our last conversation was.

[missesthestars.livejournal.com]

Two hours ago. You called to tell me she was in Atlantic City.

I was walking in the park and now I'm here.

...why?

[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

Cherish is dead, or she will be shortly after nightfall when you're returned to New York.

audio;

[ioncewascool.livejournal.com]

Unusual is one way to put it. Welcome to the City.

audio;

[missesthestars.livejournal.com]

Thank you for your welcome, Mr..?

audio;

[ioncewascool.livejournal.com]

Keith Mars. Somebody given you the rundown on the place yet?

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[missesthestars.livejournal.com]

Mr. Mars, a pleasure. I'm Promise Nottinger.

And yes, I have been given brief idea of what this place entails. But if you would, suggestions on a nice place to spend the night, would be greatly appreciated.

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[ioncewascool.livejournal.com]

Just call me Keith. And there are actually a number of empty apartments around the City. You should be able to just walk into a place and find a room.

audio;

[missesthestars.livejournal.com]

Keith it is, then.

There's no application or co-op board to go through?

audio;

[ioncewascool.livejournal.com]

People come and go pretty unexpectedly to this place. So long as you pay the rent pretty regularly, the landlords don't really care.

OOC

[ironysoul.livejournal.com]

Abysmally late, but Promise! Yaaaaaay Promise!]

Re: OOC

[missesthestars.livejournal.com]

Yay! Indeed, I hope I do her justice.