[intro]

[requiemed]

Who: Anyone!
Where: The dorm building, and then around the city!
When: April 22nd!

i.

[After she’s awoken, it still takes a while for her to emerge from the room she finds herself in. First, she reads the letter several times over, pocketing it afterwards along with her new smartphone. Once she finally chooses a specialization and emerges, she looks around the area with a small, puzzled frown on her face. As she walks, she toys with the pendant she's been given with a finger, teasing the chain around.

If she sees someone else wearing the same piece of jewelry, that thoughtful frown disappears quickly; she doesn’t delay long before approaching, offering a small smile. In a friendly, albeit nervous tone that probably has something to do with the circumstances:]

Hi. I’m... [Hm.] Right, I guess I don’t know. Are you new here, too?

ii.

[Once she's become acclimated to the building she'll be living in (and her dorm room), she leaves the building to look around the rest of the area. She stares up at the night sky as she does; it's strange to see that kind of sight in midday. So strange, in fact, that she's nearly distracted enough to walk straight into someone. She stops herself just in time to avoid colliding into whoever may be there with a surprised inhale, letting out a shaky laugh seconds later.]

...Close call. That one was my bad. [...] You're okay, right?

[She tilts her head slightly as she waits for the answer.]

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[survivaltricks]

[there's no point in hiding who they all are when they're hanging around the guild dorms, that's for sure. at least. . . that's how Red sees it. so he wears his pendant over his shirt, the silver sparkling in the artificial lighting above. when this new arrival approaches him in one of the hallways on his way down to the lobby, he lifts his head at her curiously, head inclined to the side]

Hm? Ah--

[and her question earns a short nod from him]

I'm pretty sure everyone here is new. Were you here for the welcome party?

[requiemed]

All I've been here for is waking up and walking out here.

[That's delivered with a slight thoughtful narrowing of her eyes, before she shifts her gaze to meet his.]

No, I wasn't. Did I miss out on a good one?

[survivaltricks]

[huh. . . yet another new arrival who got here a few days after the rest of them? he wonders if the higher ups in the guild discovered that they hadn't recruited enough working hands]

[. . . ah, well. Red was still pretty new himself, but he wasn't about to dismiss a new arrival when he could at least help them out a little bit]

You sure did. There was cake, punch, balloons, and everything.

The only thing we were missing was party hats and noisemakers.

[requiemed]

Wow. Did they even pull out the streamers?

[She pauses for just a moment.]

I'm a little jealous. I could've used a good party.

[survivaltricks]

No. They must've been holding out on us.

[ha. his mouth twitches when he says that, a small flash of amusement]

I can't really help you with the party, though.

[requiemed]

You would think they of all people could have found a way to get some streamers. Cheap.

[Her tone is joking, though, until she continues and it grows more neutral.]

How long ago was it?

[survivaltricks]

[ha. finally, he allows himself to smile as he pushes his glasses further up his nose]

Two weeks to the day. I'm pretty sure those of us who arrived on that day were the first batch to be brought here, too.

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[bondsofsuffering]

[He was already moving to avoid her anyway, so when she checks in on him, he just waves a hand nonchalantly. He's got good reflexes, he's good.]

Nah, nah, you're fine! Didn't even run into me anyway! What about you?

[requiemed]

I'm good.

[She gives him a quick thumbs up to confirm, then glances up at the night sky, gesturing towards it.]

I guess I just got distracted by... that. It's not what I'm used to at this time of day, you know?

[bondsofsuffering]

Ohhh, yeah, the whole "perpetual night" thing.

[He glances up along with her.]

It's pretty weird, but you kinda get used to it. Dunno if that's really a good thing or not, though.

[requiemed]

Not to get all poetic, but the stars are pretty gorgeous.

[Even if she has to wonder if she'll get tired of the lack of sunlight fairly quickly.]

Either way, I'm glad you're alright. What's your name? Or... The name you picked, at least.

[bondsofsuffering]

[He seems to consider that question for a second, eyes landing on that pendant around her neck. The clues were already pretty obvious, but a physical confirmation is nice to have.]

Out here? Call me Yuuga. What about you, miss?

[requiemed]

Is there something I should be calling you if we aren't out here?

[It's teasing, almost playful, even as she moves on quickly. With a light shrug:]

I haven't really picked yet.

I

[carpegloriam]

[Mr. Beard generally keeps his pendant hidden, but seeing a confused newcomer holding closely onto hers prompts him to pull his own out, if only to have proof that they're indeed meant to be allies.]

Hello, ma'am. We're all still a bit new but...I assume you've only arrived just now?

[requiemed]

[She does seem to relax slightly once she sees his pendant, though her expression remains neutral.]

Ma'am is what people call my mom. You can call me... [...] Well, I'll tell you once I figure it out. But, yeah, I just got here. What about you?

[carpegloriam]

Ah, I apologize for the excessive formality. I was part of the first group brought here, but we've only been here for about two weeks or so.

[a pause]

Regarding your name, we all forget ours when we're brought it. It's part of "collateral" while we're here. In the meantime, we've come up with new names for the duration of our time here.

[requiemed]

Guess I'm late to the party. How many of you were there at first?

[That earns a nod.]

That's... really weird, but I'll get used to it. What did you pick?

[carpegloriam]

About a dozen of us or so. I didn't get an exact headcount, but it wasn't a large group.

[He bows politely to her.]

Mr. Beard is the name I'm currently using. It's was...a suggestion from someone else that stuck.

[requiemed]

Is there anyone else who's gotten here later, or am I the first?

[When she responds to the next piece of information, there's a new note of teasing in her voice.]

Mr. Beard? I'm surprised you went with it.

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[whiteofcrime]

[ He's chilling in the communal area, reading over a small sheaf of notes done in cramped, wild handwriting. Those get quickly folded over when he notices her however. He flashes a bright smile. ]

Call me Dove. I arrived about a week ago.

[ He's in his thief outfit but with the 'mask' settled on top of his head. The charm signifying his membership of the guild swings from its chain off of one arm of the eyepiece. ]

[requiemed]

[She notices that he's writing something, but given how quickly he tucks those notes away, she doesn't comment on it (yet, at least). The clothing and the mask earn a slight raise of her eyebrow.]

Nice to meet you.

[There's a small pause, before:]

Does it get uncomfortable to wear that when you aren't... [How to put it?] Working?

[Her tone is curious, not critical.]

[whiteofcrime]

[ He cocks his head and laughs. ]

Why would it be uncomfortable? It's made of cotton and all - and it seems like it's custom fit!

[ Sure it stands out...but Dove is used to standing out. ]

[requiemed]

I don't know. I'd be a little uncomfortable if I had to wear, like, a formal dress for every day use, even if it fit great.

[She gives a small shrug, though, as she moves on.]

How'd you pick Dove?

[whiteofcrime]

[ He gives a noncommittal hum to her comment about the clothing. ]

I call myself Dove because I kept many of them back home. [ He props his elbow on one arm of the chair, rests his cheek against the backs of his fingers with a faint smile. ] I am a magician, you see.

[requiemed]

If you kept a bunch of doves... I'm guessing you're the rabbit in a hat kind?

[Her head tilts slightly, curious.]