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

Albus Severus Potter | Harry Potter Next Gen | OTA

[secondpotter]

Albus shuffled through the common area still groggy from whatever potions the staff had fed him prior to waking up. He couldn't remember why he was in a hospital. At first glance he assumed it was St. Mungo's but there were far too many muggle devices around for this to be any building in the Wizarding world. Why was he here? The last thing he remembered was heading back to his flat in London. Could he have been attacked? Perhaps someone had used an Obliviate charm on him which would explain the hazy memories. If that was the case then he was in bigger trouble than he first imagined.

There were people in the room but no one he recognized. They all looked to be just as confused as he was which wasn't reassuring. Albus idly picked up a pamphlet and leaned against the table, trying to make sense of the words on the page. Hopefully something would jog his memory.

[true_noir]

Not everyone looked 'quite' as confused. There were one or two who didn't look at home, but who looked a bit more ... aware that something was up. It wasn't their first kidnapping, after all. Chloe walked up behind the young man, curiously looking over his shoulder from behind and reading the pamphlet to see whatever it was he was checking out.

A second or two later, her lips parted in a smile and she giggled. "Is it useful at all?"

[secondpotter]

Al was startled. He wasn't used to people walking up without him noticing. He smiled at her, laughing nervously as he held up the pamphlet. "Nothing except pictures of some island," he said. "Strange to find a vacation pamphlet in a hospital."

He stood up straight and offered his hand. "Albus Severus. You wouldn't happen to know where in London we are, do you?"

[true_noir]

Her mirth stayed in her voice while she settled down into the chair next to him, propping her chin on the knuckles of one hand. There was something novel about seeing people who had no damned clue what was going on around them in this situation. Everything was so fresh, so untouched here, not compared to that other island.

"I'm pretty sure this isn't London, anymore than it is France or Amat," she hazarded, the smile staying on her face as she offered him a hand lightly. "You may call me Chloe, if you wish."

[secondpotter]

Albus took Chloe's hand, confused by her words. What was Amat? If it was a lace in the Wizarding World Al would have certainly heard of it. Perhaps it was a muggle term?

"I'm Albus Severus but that's a bit of a mouthful. Most people call me Al. So, if this isn't London, then where do you suppose this hospital is? Wait, I have a better question. Where are you from? Maybe we can work it out if we compare places of origin."

[true_noir]

Amat was a place, a very very strange place, but that might be revealed in time and clearer soon enough. "France, mostly. Along the edges of the Pyrennes at my mistress' old mansion. But it is possibly not the same France that you knew. There are many Earths, after all, as you will see." She laughed softly to herself. "Tell me, do they have strange powers or monsters in your world? they don't in mine."