01 - Public / Video

[domesheriff]

[for a moment, a woman's face is simply staring out at the broadcast, consideringly, as though not sure it's started yet. she's in her early twenties, Hispanic, her dark hair braided, and dressed in the uniform of resort security]

[realizing from the display on the screen that the broadcast must have started, she says:] Hello. [the word is a bit uncertain. she swallows, trying to mask her nerves, and continues more calmly:] I'm Linda Esquivel. I'm from Chester's Mill, Maine. [there's a beat of hesitation, as she wonders if she should give more information than that, but she ultimately decides to leave the description as it is] I just got here a couple days ago, and I've joined the security patrol. I was a sheriff's deputy back home. [and sheriff, but she doesn't think two days of that job due to the disaster that happened really counts, so she leaves her credentials at that]

I thought you should know who I am in case you see me around. And, uh, I'd like to start meeting people, too--and learn a little more about this place. I've never seen anything like it before. [another pause as she debates how to end an open message like this. finally, she goes with:] I'm here if you'd like to talk.

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[most_feared]

It's a pleasure to have you on board.

I have some things I'd like to make sure you knew about before you got out there, into the thick of it.

[timesbureaucrat]

Maine?

[It doesn't ring a bell. But she looks human, and her name sounds like a human name, and he knows the title "sheriff" was used in various human cultures.]

Is that an Earth colony?

[vengeance_driven]

Yeah, ah... good to meet you.

You seem maybe first generation immigrant? Second maybe?

[givessweetness]

Hello. I'm Tungwynterestemont. Ah, Wynter, if you like.

I just got in for patrol a few days ago myself, so I'd be delighted to meet up and pool resources. The bar, perhaps?

[thumbsdown]

[Boone is wearing his own patrol uniform when he answers.]

Always good to have more people with us. I'm Boone. I'm with patrol too. If you've got questions, I can try to help out.

[domesheriff]

Thanks, sir.

[she nods, eager to please her new boss] Sure. Would it be easier to meet somewhere? I'm at the resort right now.

[domesheriff]

[she frowns at his choice of wording, wondering if he recognizes it as a state but has the terminology wrong] It's on Earth, yeah. An American state.

[and even though she's sure the answer will mean nothing to her, she still asks the question that seem natural] Where are you from?

[domesheriff]

[she nods. and then she eagerly latches onto a conversation about a familiar topic, knowing that he's asking not just based on her appearance but also her voice--because while she doesn't have an accent exactly, there's a hint of a childhood spent with two languages] Second. My parents moved from Puerto Rico before I was born.

[and since both his accent and his interest have made his own immigrant status clear, she asks:] Where are you from? Originally and before...here, I mean.

[domesheriff]

[her eyes widen a bit at the length of his name, but she relaxes when he gives the nickname option--not to mention his offer is kind, and she smiles] Sure. Do you mean the one here at the resort?

[domesheriff]

Thanks, Boone. [it feels good to be welcomed to the security patrol--it gives her a sense of belonging where she desperately needs one] Honestly, I'm still trying to my bearings right now. [she pauses thoughtfully, though, not wanting to pass up such a kind offer] But...well, what sort of assignments do you usually get here?

[most_feared]

Yeah, just stop by the office when you have a chance. No hurry.

[vengeance_driven]

[That gets a big grin out of him. He's happy to have another couple of immigrants around (or at least people with them in their history), even if he's far from the US here.]

My cousin-in-law, Mallorie, she is second generation Puerto Rican. She has more of a city accent now but you can kind of tell in how she speaks. Bilingual from birth.

I'm from the Balkans.

[timesbureaucrat]

[He doesn't want to admit that he's not sure whether she means "state" as in "nation" or "state" as in "rather like a province, as in the United States of Mexico." But just knowing she's from Earth and is indeed human is enough for now.]

Gallifrey. In the constellation of Kasterborous.

[givessweetness]

Yes, it's friendly enough.

[thumbsdown]

Patrolling the fence to make sure nothing gets inside, for the most part. Spiders can climb up it and get inside. They're easy enough to kill, and they're only dangerous at night. Skeletons and creepers aren't really a problem so long as you're behind the fence. Walk around the village, too. Sometimes fights happen, usually outside Pugsy's. Right now we've got a situation we're looking into, but Agent K can tell you more about that.

[He doesn't really want to talk about it over the communicator, just incase.]

[domesheriff]

[on the bright side, the fact that he doesn't ask at least leaves a bit of normalcy in the conversation for her]

[she nods, not really sure how else to react to somewhere she's never heard of nor has any idea what to even ask about. after all, where she's from, a family coming through from as far away as Los Angeles was an event] Have you been here for long? And I didn't catch your name.

[domesheriff]

[she smiles back] Really? Small world.

I can't say I know anyone from there, but what city? Where were you living?

[domesheriff]

[she shrugs] There's nothing else I really need to do, so I'll be there soon.

[and sure enough, she goes straight to the office from her room, glad to have something potentially useful to do. she knocks on his office door] Sir? It's Linda.

[vengeance_driven]

Liberty City. Which I think some people here don't have, for some strange reason. But it's pretty big so that surprises me.

[most_feared]

[Kay's still not got a lot of personal touches in his office. It's quaintly tidy, but obviously a place for work and not at all homey. He's up and moving about when she comes in, trying to put the old tablets on chargers and lining up the charged ones in a neat stack.]

Hello. Come on in. [He says, going to grab one off his desk.]

[domesheriff]

Okay. Are you free right now, or did you want to do that later?

[domesheriff]

So a lot of dealing with the wildlife, mostly? [it's not what she's used to, but it's still something she feels like she could handle] I'll have to find out more about those...animals.

Oh. [she's surprised to hear that, but she can understand Boone's desire for discretion] I'll be sure to ask him about that. Thanks.

[thumbsdown]

Yeah, pretty much. Seems like we're getting more and more to deal with. When I first got here, the only thing we had to worry about were spiders. Now we've gotta deal with creepers and skeletons too.

[He's used to having to shoot down strange creatures, but he's never come across anything like a creeper before. The skeletons are pretty weird, too. Sometimes he just watches them move around from behind the fence.]

Creepers follow you and blow up if they get too close. Seems like they're mostly around at night and in the morning. Skeletons shoot arrows at you, but they fall apart in the sun. Not sure why. They can still hang around in places where the sun can't reach them, like under trees, so be careful if you're heading out past the fence.

[givessweetness]

I'm free right now, yes.

[timesbureaucrat]

Narvinektralonum.

I first came here around six mouths ago, although I was away for a time-- business to attend to at home--and have only recently returned.