niteo_logs | She's basically lost

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She's basically lost

Characters: Doc Holiday and everyone
When: January 18th-19th
Where: Her own room, 404, or around the apartments
Rating: G/PG
Summary: The Doc is about as settled in as she's going to get, so come bug her or let her come bug you.

This city was crazy. What they were telling her was crazy. She desperately wanted to find out what had happened back home, but she had mostly resigned herself to the fact that she was dead and this was some strange hell she was in. Likely for Beverly.

Or maybe they were all right and she was here just like them until the spirits decided to send her back. But what would she go back to? Would she still just die and lose everything anyway? Holiday sighed.

She can think about that at night when she tried to sleep. For now, she had to focus on getting by from day to day then get to bigger things.

Like Credinta.

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Having given Nesreca's newest resident some time to settle in, Yukio decided it was time to pay the woman a visit. New arrivals generally received a small starter kit (a blanket or two and some canned food) from their fellow residents to make things a little easier, but a a fellow doctor Yukio had always found the lack of appropriate medical supplies upon his own arrival particularly distressing.

Things were different now. Though their main supplier was gone, certain residents of Nesreca had become rather good at sneaking in and out of Credinta, smuggling with them all of the basic supplies their small population needed... plus a few luxuries that they probably didn't.

On Saturday Yukio climbed the two flights to Rebecca's room and knocked on the door, a small box in his hands. A tall boy, he wore a long black coat and a friendly smile. Never mind the mismatched pistols at his back. They weren't exactly necessary in the apartments, but he didn't like to be without them.

Holiday was slow to answer the door, a bit wary of who it might be, but she did and gave a small smile when she saw who it was.

"Hi. You're Yukio, right? The local medic?"

"Yes, that's right, though there are more medics than just myself. It's nice to meet you in person, Holiday-san."

Yukio offered the woman a small, polite bow before holding out the box he'd brought toward her.

"I brought you a medical kit. I was't sure if you'd been brought with any supplies of your own, but a little basic first aid is never a bad idea."

Holiday gave a polite bow in turn. Working as lead researcher for a world wide organization gave her plenty of knowledge on other customs to not be awkward about it.

She still lit up at her present, though. "Oh, thank you so much. Hopefully, I won't have to end up using it."

[Give it some time--Raven's usually very good about respecting privacy unless there is need otherwise, as well as letting the new arrival settle in. So probably around mid-day, have a knock on the door.

Raven is dressed in her usual blue-concealing cloak, with deep cowl. Underneath, although it won't be easily seen, is an over-sized, slightly old, black coat. She's gotten used enough to the winters here.]

Holiday opens the door, since she's excited to meet more of the residents in person, but stops after a second.

This person looks... quite serious, but Holiday smiles anyway.

"Hello."

Her and Raven had only exchanged text messages before, after all.

Rae's just deadpan. A lot. Don't mind her. You'll get used to it. She didn't really smile, but her expression became at least a bit more friendly. Her voice was calm--but then it usually was.

"Rebecca Holiday, right? I'm Raven, from 402...we spoke via text."

Well, she sounded female, and was petite enough--probably young too. Or at least a teenager still. Waiting politely to be asked in, or something--rather than simply barging in.

"I probably should've described myself...sorry. How are you settling in?"

"Here's hoping. Major injuries aren't very common here, but I think that's mostly because we've been very careful."

Holiday gives a bigger smile at realizing who this is, but she's wary of everyone right now.

"Oh, sorry. It's a pleasure to meet you in person. Please, come on in." How is she settling? "I'm making it."

"That's great to hear. I'm glad it's not worse with all things considered."

Her smile goes away for a second as she looks around. "Um. I know this is odd, but... may I ask you to come inside for a moment? Considering you're one of the medics here."

Like Raven said in their text-chat, being skeptical isn't a bad thing per se; neither is being wary. Even if her manner is friendly, Raven can tell (without need for her Empathy, either).

"It can be an adjustment. I remember that, even when one is used to a lot of strangeness in their life." Light steps, keeping to herself, but taking the offer to come in. "Is it at least, time-wise, not far off from the technology you might be used to?"

Well, it wasn't like Kanda got out much, or enough to actually get to know the other residents of Nesreca that well. That's what he'd like to say, anyway, but since he has officially been around the city the longest, he's taken it upon himself to be more...open and a little more caring - even if it seems like it's done rudely. It's a new thing to him, still, something he only recently took himself up on since the departure of the one who did make sure everyone had what they needed.

But he wasn't the type to go around door to door asking. That was someone else from his world, but certainly not him. Rather, he's the type to awkwardly ask. And for that to happen, there's definitely an accidental bump in required.

And as such, he's making his way up the fourth flight of stairs toward his room at the end of the hall. He's got a bag of some canned non-perishables with him, enough to last a couple of people for a bit. If he's noticed the name on the door neighboring his, he hasn't gone out of his way make that known. Yet.

He nods, expression curious, and steps inside when she allows him to.

"Of course. Is there something wrong?"

"Not too far off," Holiday answered as she closed the door behind the girl. "I think my home is more advanced, but it's hard to tell when I'm stuck in an abandoned city. I don't know how far the neighbors are."

But anyway. "Can I get you anything?"

She closes the door behind him. "That's one of the problems. I'm not sure. I've heard from someone else that you all don't have nanites here."

She speaks of them as if they're as common as rocks. "I may have to tell you about where I'm from."

Holiday had found some clothes that she was very grateful to acquire. In her opinion, it was much more comfortable than the space suit or even the damn black and white Providence uniform. Still, the uniform came with armor plating, so she kept it close as a project to take apart later.

She tried hard to not think too much on where she was or what was happening. She had already had one private panic attack, after all. Right now her goal was to focus on the present and helping these people while keeping herself alive. If she could she'd figure out how to get home. She missed them so much and... really, even in space, she never felt so alone.

But today she decided to roam around a little bit. She was smart enough to not travel far but just around the apartment building wouldn't be a bad idea. She had to get better on her bearings, despite the cold.

If only she could make it out of the hallway. Holiday left out of her door and bumped into someone else she hadn't seen before walking down the hall. "Ah, I'm sorry." Whoops. In a whole new planet and she can't pay attention to the space outside of her front door. Too much on her mind.

Have another very faint smile. "I should probably be asking you that, considering I've been here a while and you've just arrived." Well, the sarcasm and deadpan-tones aren't unlike Six, all told. Easier to get used to that way?

"I'm from a city in the early 21st century, west coast, America in the United States, if that's familiar. Most of the tech here is slightly lower than what I'm used to, but I also originally came to that city from a place far less advanced in science, or at least...more ascetic." She seems pretty comfortable just standing there, but she is trying to at least be friendly.

"Credinta seems...late 20th, early 21st century Eastern European-Rural-Russia, in tech level from what I've been able to tell. At least their firepower, and tech for security. They do seem to have some anti-magic defenses though, which is not something I'm used to from what I've seen." Yep, still deadpan, and casual about magic and science coexisting. "Best path seems to be stay over here, since they're as likely to shoot you as throw you in prison, just for appearing over here. Talk to Gen. Cross, if you really want to, about what might be useful from over there. Or Lavi--but until you know more about things here, Ms. Holiday, I'd stay on this side of the river."

Everyone goes through it, so Kanda can't really blame her for her reactions, private or not. It's just a question of when it happens, because it comes at different times for everyone.

Kanda stopped himself when he was bumped into, a hand automatically reaching out to watch whoever it was that ran into him. It took him a moment, but he realized that he hadn't seen this woman before. Well, this was. It could be potentially be awkward, anyway.

"It's fine. When did you get here?"

Yes, and she was oddly thankful for the girl's stoic expression. Six always kept her calm that way and she does miss him.

"I'm not too far ahead of you, then, time wise. I'm from the same area of the States, at least." Holiday listens raptly to Raven's explanation of this new land, though.

"... I read the bio that Lavi made, but I don't understand why those people are still so scared of us. Do they nothing's changed after all of this time or did I miss something?"

"Oh. Uh. About a few days ago, I guess. I suppose I should have introduced myself around here a bit better."

That probably would have been a good idea, considering what the neighboring city was all about. Too bad she didn't think of it until just now... But there was a video going around of her, wasn't there?

"Nanites?" Yukio tilts his head a bit to one side, obviously confused. As a faithful manga fan it's a term he's heard before, but nanites are just something from science-fiction, aren't they?

"You mean microscopic robots?"

There are a few here who're about as stoic then--Raven can be, but then that's part of her story and she has to be, or bad things happen. She could likely calm Holiday down whether she wanted to be calmed or not, but Raven tries to not be that intrusive without damn good reason or need. Ah, the ethics of powers like Empathy...

"Some of it is superstition, and some of it is because when they did bring an army over here, to try and get rid of us, we decided our best strategy was to scare them. Badly. Yes, we're really in no better place than they are, so to speak--but it's hard enough without fighting them too. We succeeded rather well, and truth to tell--there are those of us here who ARE scary. Who you should be rightly cautious and afraid of."

Although perhaps not for the reasons Holiday will think--still.

"Yes," she nods. "I suppose I should start at the beginning. Do you have time? Can I get you anything?"

It was a rather short story, but it was pretty... important to her.

"They should expect retaliation if they were to attack. Scaring them off is better than being taken prisoner or killed." Maybe some of the people here are scary? So what? She's seen plenty of scary things in her life to make her immune to nearly anything.

"Still, I wish we could try to speak to their leader, form a truce, but I'm sure that's already been attempted by now."

"It has...the problem on our end is that our functional Leader, who formed said truce after we were attacked and successfully repelled it, with a few prisoners being returned no less to them, is now gone. Elizabeth has vanished, as will happen periodically."

Maybe, but Raven still felt the need to warn her. Besides, the scary things here are able to back it up by being really really dangerous, mostly.

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Might as well, since it's right next door.

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