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proxima gamma mods ([personal profile] proximods) wrote in [community profile] pglogs2015-07-26 11:49 pm

NEW COMERS POST 1

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.
brandedrose: (da fuq is that)

[personal profile] brandedrose 2015-07-29 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
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: (Cloak20)

[personal profile] true_noir 2015-07-31 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
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?"