meadowlark | (no subject)

'U' is the 21st letter of the alphabet.

Really. A whole band of jokers just decide to walk into one of the most secure safehouses in the city and I have to be the one that answers the alert.

Maybe it's how we cope with this situation. In any case, I don't think any of us trust some random words that just came up out of nowhere. Can you blame us for being a little silly to ease our fears?

I usually find situations where I'm afraid get worse if I try being silly.

But fine, let's try baby steps. The words didn't come from nowhere. I connected the safehouse's network to your neural implants as soon as you stepped inside. Now I've explained something. Your turn.

For as abrasive as you were you really can be nice. Baby steps, like you said.

In any case, are these neural implants the reason why our heads were shaved and we have a scar? If so that makes sense. Like we were alien experiments. That's kind of neat, you know? So we have an internet connection to our head now? That's above cameras being everywhere.

And since you answered some things I will, too. As for who am I? I is the 9th letter of the alphabet!

But you'd probably get upset if I didn't explain further. I'd like to say my name is June, but that's a lie. My name is Akane. I swear I just escaped an escape game to end up in this experiment.

OK, Akane, let me just make sure I've got this. You're saying your neural implant is brand new? You've never had one before?

I mean, unless you're talking about the Morphogenetic Field, then yes, this is new.

My hair was also REALLY LONG the last I remember and now it's obviously not really long.

I'm not talking about whatever that is.

Can you tell me some more about the last you remember?

The last thing I remember is being in America-- Nevada to be specific. We were in the desert, not a place like this.

Is that where you're from? What year was it?

Yes. I’m from there. Also it’s the year 2027.

Jesus. OK.

Is something the matter?

Just wondering if I'm still asleep.

Is there anything else you can tell me about what's happened to you? Any detail you can think of.

About what happened to me here? All I remember is waking up on a bus after a crash and feeling pretty drugged. Before that, I have no clue.

I'm sorry.

Don't be. What's happened to you wasn't your fault, and you're just as stuck by the lack of answers as I am.

You'll be safe here. You can rest and eat, and if you think of anything more you can talk to me again.

Thank you very much. I'm sure we all appreciate this hospitality.

What was your name?

You can call me El.

So that's the 12th letter of the alphabet.

[Haha, look she thinks she's funny.]

Anyway, it's nice to be speaking with you El.