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"Use this"? How am I supposed to use this piece of trash...?
[groangroangroan whiiine. the kid looks displeased, as do 90% of the people who first arrive here. he taps the red light with a gloved finger, continues to glare into its camera.]
... Right. So there's obviously peopl—
[he breaks off mid-sentence, eyebrows furrowing. turning, the camera swivels with him to catch sight of a department store and then his apparent cause for alarm*. but mental berating aside for not noticing the thing before it's literally within meters of him, yukio smiles. glances at the camera and tucks it into a coat pocket. enjoy the view of darkness for a while. calmly:]
Invaders must die.
[nope. she continues to move strangely, her crying more audible, it's as if it's she that's yet to notice him.]
What the hell.. I said, 'invaders must die'!
[a thud. the scraping of claws against broken cement, yukio taking a few faltering steps backward.]
INVADERS MUST D—
[WHAM. the recording ends.]
[groangroangroan whiiine. the kid looks displeased, as do 90% of the people who first arrive here. he taps the red light with a gloved finger, continues to glare into its camera.]
... Right. So there's obviously peopl—
[he breaks off mid-sentence, eyebrows furrowing. turning, the camera swivels with him to catch sight of a department store and then his apparent cause for alarm*. but mental berating aside for not noticing the thing before it's literally within meters of him, yukio smiles. glances at the camera and tucks it into a coat pocket. enjoy the view of darkness for a while. calmly:]
Invaders must die.
[nope. she continues to move strangely, her crying more audible, it's as if it's she that's yet to notice him.]
What the hell.. I said, 'invaders must die'!
[a thud. the scraping of claws against broken cement, yukio taking a few faltering steps backward.]
INVADERS MUST D—
[WHAM. the recording ends.]
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Taking care of them would get boring, don't you think?
Met someone here that you hate that much already?
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Nah. [not yet, at least...] Preparing for people from home, maybe.
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I think only thing worse then that is having a bunch of people hate you here and you can't even remember why.
Apparently, when people are sent away and come back they forget everything that happened here.
Fortuna is a real tricky place.
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But it's okay. I've got some pals who don't hate me and don't seem to be using me or setting me up for anything, so I'm cool.
Weird stuff happens here from time to time too. So, just when you get settled or think stuff is boring... something weird always happens.
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[he's not sure... how to feel about any of that, nor how to respond. uh...]
You shouldn't care about whether people hate you or not, it's kinda a waste of energy.
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Makes things a bit more interesting, though.
[He honestly doesn't care, but has to pretend he does. Yay for fake personalities!]
Hey, I work at the bar. If ya ever need a drink or a bite, just come on by.
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Is it free?
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Nah, but you just got here. So, don't worry about it. Usually have to trade something... like food or anything that might be useful.
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Oh my god, don't tell me there isn't a currency here.
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[Awkward pause]
What can I tell you?
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Kind-of. About two weeks ago everyone woke up to some cool stuff from home. I got some of my awesome clothes.
That's about as good as it gets within the cities... unless you can find fun with what there is.
[Like messing with people.]
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[Unlike before, when it was only certain buildings.]
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[He acts as if he's about to turn the feed off when he looks as though suddenly remembers something.]
Oh, Yukio!
Might want to get a crowbar or a baseball bat or something. You know, until you ask a doctor to remove that chip for ya. Not that you can't call on me to help ya out or anything.
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I'll probably just stay inside if I can manage it, anyway.
[also the fact that tatsumi's sadistic streak is a touch evident, he has some mixed feelings already. 'trust no one' is a good motto for everything.]