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tvk2011-08-10 10:09 am
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1st Chance | action/voice
[Anyone close to or passing room 301 of the Bay View hotel this morning will hear a very sudden and loud ruckus. Its new resident is tearing the place apart in a frantic rush, trying to figure out where he is and what happened. He'd worked so hard to get out of the underground labor camp, and was only out for less than a day before he woke up... wherever he was now. He could only assume the yakuza screwed him over once again, and he was furious.
Finding no clues in the room itself, Kaiji flings the door open and dashes out, looking for the nearest exit. He at least needs to find out where he is.
That place is not Tokyo. Not even close. Excuse him while he gawks in shock at his new surroundings.
It's at this point he realizes there's a cell phone in his pocket. He doesn't have his own, and he doesn't recognize any of the names on it. He'll manage to get the call broadcast to everyone, though.]
I don't know who's sick idea of a joke this is, but I want an explanation now! We had an agreement! There would be none of your fine print bullshit! I was to have three weeks in Tokyo, not-- not wherever the hell this is. Send me back!
[Later, residents will find Kaiji wandering about the town, still in a bit of shock. Maybe he's calmed down a little more at this point too. Maybe. Feel free to approach him before the call, after, or return his call. I might be a good idea to catch him before he's out too late...]
Finding no clues in the room itself, Kaiji flings the door open and dashes out, looking for the nearest exit. He at least needs to find out where he is.
That place is not Tokyo. Not even close. Excuse him while he gawks in shock at his new surroundings.
It's at this point he realizes there's a cell phone in his pocket. He doesn't have his own, and he doesn't recognize any of the names on it. He'll manage to get the call broadcast to everyone, though.]
I don't know who's sick idea of a joke this is, but I want an explanation now! We had an agreement! There would be none of your fine print bullshit! I was to have three weeks in Tokyo, not-- not wherever the hell this is. Send me back!
[Later, residents will find Kaiji wandering about the town, still in a bit of shock. Maybe he's calmed down a little more at this point too. Maybe. Feel free to approach him before the call, after, or return his call. I might be a good idea to catch him before he's out too late...]
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[Kaiji looks thoughtful. He wears his heart on his sleeve most of the time.]
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[That thoughtful look? Mirrored now. If only for a few seconds, until the woman shrugs and half-smiles.] Can't say I regret keeping from remaking myself, though. How's it go; 'to thine own self be true'?
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...Still. I, personally, am pretty happy being me. Even here. [She shrugs.]
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