NEW COMERS POST 1

[proximods]

Who: OPEN TO ALL
What: The first wave of newcomers arrive in the hospital.
Where: The Hospital, Center City
When: July 26
Warnings: Please tag any smut or triggers in the comment subject line.

The common room is just as brightly lit and white as the rest of the hospital. There are some scattered seats - large plush chairs and stiff looking couches, as well as wooden chairs at tables - and a TV blaring local soap operas in the corner. A few long tables are set up along the walls, each with a sign dangling down from the front to inform newcomers of what they can find here. Housing, job opportunities, and the Proxima Gamma Information Desk. Minus a few pamphlets about the unique attractions the island has to offer, there isn’t really that much of use on the last table. It’s clearly meant more for tourists than people who have been kidnapped.

Another set of tables hold a variety of snacks; fruits, vegetables, various candies, as well as a table with water, punch, and soda. No alcohol, unfortunately - this is a hospital, after all. You’ll have to leave to go find a bar for something stronger than that.

There’s not much place else to go - so come on in, settle down, and maybe find a familiar face, if you’re lucky.

Comments

ayyyy fancy meeting you here

[brandedrose]

And she'll recognize one such person as she comes out of a room. Lightning cautiously steps out from the room, eyes narrowed as she takes in the surroundings. For all that she's perturbed, she's not shocked or scared like many newcomers are. The setting is new, but the game - or whatever else it could be called - was familiar.

As she takes a few steps into the room, though, her eyes sweep over to the other side of the room and land on Chloe. They widen in surprise. "Chlo-" She stops herself. This was a new place, and while she may have been taken here straight from Atia, this Chloe might not have been. She remembers how it works. But she'd already said too much, and while she waits for Chloe to say something, her mind backpedals and tries to think of what to say in case Chloe doesn't recognize her.

Really, she does not want to peeve the former assassin.

Such a small world we have

[true_noir]

Chloe's eyes turned towards Lightning, and her expression was concealed while she began to approach. She gave no obvious sign that she'd heard Lightning, though the fact that she was aiming straight for her was probably a little telling. Keeping her mouth an about half of her face concealed behind that cloak of hers, she neared, looking her over.

The first sign that everything was normal ... or at least as normal as it could be here, was her fingers, reaching towards Lightning's throat while she chuckled. "Well, well, what do we have here? So they fetched you as well, did they?"

[brandedrose]

Light stood rigid, defensive as Chloe approached. There was no telling what she was going to do, and with having given no sign of recognition, she began to prepare for the worst-

-until she chuckled. That and her comment and those fingers brushing against her neck, Light instantly relaxed. Whatever the chances were, it was the Chloe she knew.

"So it seems. I have to admit, I almost can't believe you're here. Atia seemed pretty content keeping you around."

[true_noir]

Chloe smiled to herself, her lidded gaze taking on a fond feel. She stepped in close, into Lightning's personal space. Her lips were curled upwards and she was sighing, the fingers lingering before they slid down, settled at her own side. "I've escaped her. I'm free of that bitch's touch. I almost don't care what they do to me right now, Lightning. They could poke us, cut us open, test the parts to see what makes us tick. I'd forgive it. She's not choking me anymore, not choking you or Sheena, or... heh, even Ed."

She snickered at that. "It feels good to breathe doesn't it?"