[open to Investigators]

[wholeheaded]

Oh, well this is... different.

[ the mental voice is light, American-accented, and at first hesitant but confidence builds as he goes on. ]

Hello new Travelers, and not-as-new ones I haven't met yet, looks like the Trumps have a new mission for us. If you can hear me, you're an Investigator and that means exactly what you'd think: we're gonna be putting our heads together to help solve some problem in this world. Thankfully that putting-our-heads-together bit's pretty easy because of this nifty telepathic thingy-- don't worry, no one can hear your thoughts if you don't want them to, but if you need help or find out stuff you think is important please share with the rest of the class.

[ it's funny because they're in a school, see. ]

You might have friends here, other Travelers, who don't remember you and think they've lived all their lives in this world. We call them Infiltrators and usually they're good sources of info, so try and blend in and stay close with them. That shouldn't be too hard since the folks here seem to have been expecting us, or a group like us and good Glinda can we please have every Jaunt start like this?

Ah... meanwhile let's try and coordinate and see who's still with us. My name's Ambrose, by the way, I'm that guy with the zipper on his head.


[ooc: Psychic network post for all your orientation needs. Remember that only investigators can use it, and feel free to threadjack around! ]

Comments

[deconsecrate]

In my experience, this is usually when there's an ambush.

...I'd really prefer it if there wasn't an ambush.

[wholeheaded]

Ditto. We'll keep our fingers crossed that it isn't and eyes peeled in case it is.

[ and all sorts of other nonsensical idioms probably. ]

[itsananimalthing]

Glinda? Really?

[That is not an epithet this guy-- with the gravelly voice, that comes through loud and clear rather than just in thought-form-- has ever heard. And since he's actually unfamiliar with the Wizard of Oz, it means absolutely zilch to him. It's just kind of funny-sounding.]

Richard B. Riddick. Nice to meet ya.

[canbebrave]

An ambush?

[wholeheaded]

Yep, really.

[ look everyone's got their revered cultural figures/legendary semi-deities. ]

And, ah, you as well. [ hang on a sec-- ] Though you're sorta familiar, a little. This isn't your first Jaunt, is it?

[ Ambrose started in Belljar but didn't get too deeply integrated with folks until Brooklyn, so they've been sorta gliding past each other. ]

[thezerothlaw]

I am glad to report that I am still myself.

Lady, however, is not. I admit I did not expect this, but she seems unbothered by the experience.

[wholeheaded]

[ oh thank the stars. ]

Good, I'm glad too. So... what did they do to her?

[ because he's actually been sorta wondering about that. ]

[thezerothlaw]

She is a cat. A large one, and apparently in possession of her usual mind, but physically she is a domestic cat. This is possibly much more conducive to blending in.

[howexciting]

They do not seem hostile. They seem... rather friendly. Though I am not sure about this circular wall they've constructed...

[wholeheaded]

[ yaaaaay Leonardo's himself! Ambrose will be hunting you down, boo. ]

Me either, or that whole procedure we had to go through to get in. Though I guess it's good that we're all... clean?

[wholeheaded]

That's really convenient. [ and adorable. ] I'm trying to decide between "medical necessity" and "fashion choice" to explain the zipper, probably keep it vague until we figure out recent history.

[ he hopes he can avoid using "war wound" again, it was a little too close to home in Brooklyn. ]

Does 2039 mean anything significant to you?

[thezerothlaw]

It was roughly fifteen hundred years before I was created. I do not know the details of the time, though I admit there is nothing about that time period that strikes me as highly relevant, either than that it was during the beginning of the first positronic brains and the earliest robots. What I know of this era does not seem to match this, but I have also seen very little at this point.

[tireur]

The difference between the security and our reception can't bode well. It might be in our best interests to determine what enemies this enclave has, and quickly.

[Things Aramis understands: fortifications.

Things Aramis does not understand: what even is a radiation?]

[tireur]

Most of them are unnarmed. I would wager the ambush will at least wait until after the evening meal.

[deconsecrate]

It's not always an ambush! [ Cheer! Bright tone! Take heart, young Sansa. ]


...just most of the time. [ Oh. ]

[deconsecrate]

Thank the Maker for that. Wouldn't do to be perforated on an empty stomach.

[tireur]

Who would? Evisceration's always best after a solid meal. And perhaps a cup or two of wine.

[deconsecrate]

Going for the "make them really regret it" school of defense, I see.

[ Wow, that's disgusting. ]

[tireur]

Not as a first course of action, but if it gets that far, the time to be a tidy guest has passed.

[liddellmisslost]

[This mental voice is a young woman's, British-accented.]

Hello, Ambrose. Thank you for the introduction. And hello to everyone else.

My name is Harmony. I was a Traveler for a while, then I went away, and now I'm back, so...if you're new, please don't hesitate to ask me any questions, and I'll help as much as I can.

That being said, it hasn't been a bad start to the Jaunt so far, I agree...

[wholeheaded]

[ that's a good question because haha those clicky machines were nifty Ambrose wants one for a pet. and to find out what it does. and then get horrified yes in that order. ]

We can make that one of our priorities, helping defend this place could be a thing we need to do.

[wholeheaded]

Or maybe it's another world entirely, either like Dolorosa or... well, a school's a good place to find that sort of stuff out. There's gotta be records here somewhere, and nobody'll look at us weird for doing research.

[deconsecrate]

Didn't we just do that. [ Aghast! Hawke is aghast, let him tell you. ] Couldn't we lay odds on needing to participate in a pie-eating contest or something?

[thezerothlaw]

Indeed. I admit I am curious about what we may be able to learn, if this is the same world any of us have come from, or not.

I am glad you are also yourself, Ambrose.

[tireur]

[And then cue all the early-and-pre-modern people being confused by his horror.]

And good sense, even if it isn't a part of the mission. Perhaps we should divide our efforts.