It's a surprisingly quiet ride. The passenger cart is nothing more than wood and a bit of cotton to cushion the seats but for some reason, even as the train hurtles along down the track, the cart remains silent. It only starts filling with noise when the passengers begin to stir.
There isn't any indication on how you got here. No grogginess, no injuries -- in fact, those who arrive with injuries might find them healed up completely (of course there are others who won't be so lucky) -- but in one blink and the next, you are here, on this train. Maybe you're even sitting next to a friend. Maybe a stranger.
Won't be any time to talk either, the train suddenly slowing down with enough of a jerk to throw its passengers back into their seats. A few seconds later, it comes to a complete stop and with a whistle, the doors open and a voice calls from outside. It's male, with a slight mechanical twang behind it and anyone who looks out the window towards the station can just about spot the portly man out on the platform.
"You might as well come on out, folks. You won't be getting any answers on the train."
Once everyone is out on the platform, the man stands before them taking an assessing look at each person. There is something very off about him, though he looks human enough -- but his eyes are too white, his skin too dry, and his hair is doesn't shine quite right. He is dressed in a flannel shirt, suspenders, and jeans, a cowboy hat atop his head and a badge pinned to his shirt that reads "Sheriff". After a moment, he gives a gruff nod and speaks again.
"Howdy. Real happy to see all of you. Explanations will come... Sunday morning, yeah. Give y'all a bit of time to meet each other. Settle in. Keys are on the table over there, hat and pistol in your room. Don't, er... Don't shoot each other right away but if you do, my office is over there. Go get some dinner, sun's about to set. Wouldn't want any coyote trouble."
And that seems to be... it. The Sheriff tips his hat and turns to head to the building with the large "Sheriff" sign on the front. There is a table nearby, keys neatly laid out for everyone with nametags attached to each one. An owl hoots in the distance and a breeze passes through the group. It's quiet again.
Welcome to game start! Characters will find their items in their hotel rooms and anyone who goes to visit the Sheriff after he leaves will find the station empty. On top of that, rulebooks will not be available to find until later. The Sheriff might be forcing it a little but it seems like the intent here really is to get everyone to interact with each other. If there are any questions, PM or hit up the plurk at ![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico) robowest! |
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Really, really wrong. [He shakes his head slightly, looking over the others on the platform with them.] I don't recognize any of these people either. Think something happened with the elevator?
[They had been warned about what would happen if they couldn't keep the doors closed, but that doesn't seem right either.]
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I don't know if this is what we were suppose to be worried about... [ a frown. she hates not knowing things, and this entire situation is full of "why the fuck". there isn't a myth or legend that springs to mind as explanation. ] We'll have to do recon on our own. This situation? Really not in any myth I know.
[ the admittance is reluctant, but she isn't about to pretend she does know what's going on when their lives are on the line. ]
Someone here may have the information we need, though.
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He won't say so. Instead, there's a heavy sort of sigh.]
We're together. That's what's important. [He's not going to mention the whirlwind of questions in his head, he's not going to mention their friends from the Argo II, he's not going to mention that if they're both here that could also just mean they both screwed up but. They wouldn't allow that.] We know that we're both in this town, so maybe it's safe to split up and see what they have to say. [They, of course, being the other people from the train that he's nodding toward.] That guy mentioned keys so we have rooms somewhere. We can figure stuff out and meet in our room tonight.
[Because why wouldn't he and Annabeth be sharing? With that out of the way though his expression slips into something a little more concerned.] Are you hurt? [They're both mostly healed, it seems, but it doesn't hurt to check.]
revives from illness
[ this should be encouraging to notice, but it's said with a distinct frown because how and why would they be healed up? it's not all the way, but she distinctly remembers being, you know. more beat up. and she remembers that percy was, too. ]
But I think dividing and conquering is the right idea. You have Riptide?
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Not yet. [And that's worrisome, too. Why it hasn't returned to him is anybody's guess but it should have by now.] Sometimes it takes a few minutes.
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Keep an eye out for anything I can use while we split up, will you? My weaponry doesn't have a return quirk.
[ also, stockpiling weapons is never a bad call? ]
We should probably keep quiet about Tartarus just in case, but if it'll get you more information out of someone, don't be afraid to trade it.
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You mean besides the pistols apparently waiting for us? [So flatly.] Should be able to find something hanging around we can use. I'll check for blades before heading back to the hotel.
[There's a pause.] You sure? [He knows Annabeth is the brains of the operation, but Percy's also a.) not sure he feels like using the leverage of their demigod questing when he doesn't know these people and b.) not sure if he can talk about everything. Not yet.] What're the chances of some of these people not being fully mortal either?
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[ a frown, as she looks around again. ]
...I know you're not Mr. Fashion, but take a look around. Some of these clothes styles don't fit our time period. We could be in a situation like the hotel.
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[Not that Tartarus was better than here, but it's a good cover for now. There's a brief elbow to her ribs thanks to the remark about his clothes, but he's also taking the time to glance over their company.] Could explain the wild west decor, too. If that's true, don't eat or drink anything anybody gives you yet until everything checks out. We can't get stuck somewhere for days again.
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I have to say that we've definitely had better dates. Speaking of: there's little to no point in pretending that's not a thing. You have no poker face.
[ #romance ]
...Also, I would have thought the not eating or drinking anything until we were sure about it thing was obvious, but yes. Add it to our to do list. We can revisit the idea tonight? Talking to the more egregiously ill-dressed people might clear up what's going on there.
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I can think of a few better ones. And I can totally keep a straight face about it! [Other than he's still grinning at her? Percy's already kind of ruining the effect, but maybe it's a combination of Annabeth being with him and mild hysteria from trauma, who knows.] If it comes up, it comes up, if it doesn't it'll come up later.
I'm just making sure. [Considering he also ends up breaking that rule on Saturday with Sara Percy's the one who needs help tbh.] Good plan. Someone has to remember something, there's too many of us. [Shaking his head.] I'll meet you out in front of the hotel at sunset. We have a few hours.
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also for the love of god percy at least!!! try to be careful!! (neither of them is good at being careful, this is pointless) ] That sounds good, though - enough time to try to speak to most of these people if not all of them. I'd say "try to stay out of trouble" but when does anyone we know succeed there? Just don't disappear on me.
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I already told you you're not getting away from me again. I don't think there's anywhere for me to disappear to anyway. [He faces the platform once more and inhales deeply to prepare himself.] Don't scare too many people yet, okay?
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I'm sure that if anyone can find a place to disappear to, it would be you. [ she nudges his arm with her elbow, more a show of support than an attack. ] No promises, but I'll try. I'd say try to limit the number of people you decide we have to adopt, but I know you a bit too well for that. So just try not to get attached to anyone too questionable.
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