[video]

[schrodingerscatalyst]

[Have a man who smiles tightly, with no real warmth behind it. Like a courier who's come with some horrible news.]

Hi. I'm Peter Bishop and let's just get this out of the way: yes, for all intents and purposes I am Walter Bishop's son. Please try not to hold that against me. Oh-- and if he gets into any trouble, let me know. [He thinks for a second, head dipped down slightly] Actually, make that when he gets into any trouble.

Anyway, I've got some experience with the FBI so the Resort's decided to bring me on as an investigator. Try not to hold that against me either. I'm not here to bust anybody's chops. Just want to make sure the wrong tech doesn't fall into the wrong hands. So if you need any help, uh. [And like that, he's lost momentum. How do you end these things.]

I'll be around.

[Video]

[una_persson]

[On screen: a handsome woman with chestnut-brown hair and grey eyes, wearing a tailored tweed blazer over a plain blouse. She smiles, offers a little wave in greeting; when she speaks, she has a crisp, cut-glass British accent.]

Hello. My name's Una Persson. I'm a new arrival—just accepted a post as a Travel Agent.

[A beat; her gaze flickers down for a moment.]

I've been here before, but you'll have to forgive me; my memories of that time are hazy at best. Something to do with the trans-temporal travel. [She says, as if this is somehow strange or a surprise to her, which it so very much isn't. People don't need to know everything about her.] So for all intents and purposes, you may consider me a complete newcomer.