tushanshu_logs | Ellie ➭ open ➭ arrival

Characters: Ellie ➭ open
Date: 9/16/15
Location: Central Sector
Situation: Ellie arrived four hours ago and is on her way to either the Welcome Center or The Midnight Hotel when she thinks she spies a familiar face!
Warnings/Rating: Swearing/R

Juulans, Ellie thought as she made through a busy street named something she had no idea what. It was important to be alert and aware of her surroundings, that was for damn sure, but she was significantly overwhelmed.

She woke up about three or four hours ago, she couldn't be entirely sure, but what she did know was that she had a lot to keep in mind. She had been told about a consoles that were available in some hotel and at the welcome center that would be beneficial to check out either of those two locations first before she wandered off too far and too deep into this place.

Something more about these beneficial computer-biological anatomic features veined into the buildings was that there were handsets that were a part of this network if she had interest in picking one up.

Either she could communicate widely through the consoles featured throughout the city or she could use her own headset which she likened to walky-talkies of her own world. My own world.. Ellie still didn't feel comfortable wrapping her mind around the fact that she was on a different world, on the back of a turtle, and already walking in a 120+% increase of population she's ever been around in her whole entire life. It was common to see people, sure, see people back on Earth in groups, in communities, but their numbers were barely on the scale to how many people she's already seen!

It helped to soften the blow about the variations of style the kedans came in to have one with scale-green skin, big oval eyes, and feathered hair explain all this to her. It took about an hour before she was receptive to the native's helpful endeavors, however, on the account the novelty of everything was still freaking her quite the fuck out.

Even still she walked with a numb feeling in her stomach and held her arms close to her body in a fold over her chest. Her goal was to get to the center or the hotel, whichever one came first.

"What––?" Ellie narrowed her eyes and looked ahead. There she could have sworn she saw someone she knew, someone familiar. But was that possible? Would they be here?!

"Hey! Hey! Wait!" She started to shove her way through the crowd to try and catch up with them. "Hey! Wait!"

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A small parcel tucked under his arm, Robert was intending on making his way home, and to take advantage of the relative freedom of the rest of the day. Either through more tinkering, or maybe some conversation with Thomas, or-

He paused, looking back over his shoulder as he heard what sounded like a young lady's cry. Was someone-? There was, apparently, by the sight of a youth weaving her way towards him. Brow furrowing, he moved off to the side to get out of the thicker parts of the crowd. Hopefully it'd be easier for her to make her way...

"...is there something I can help you with?" he asked, once she'd gotten close enough.

Ellie made her way through the crowd with only a few more shoves and stomps on people’s feet. She was getting short of breath and began to think it was far better a fate of too little rather than too many!

Perhaps she was bias — she’s only used to a few people running across her path every once in a blue moon! But, Hell, everyone and their friends were in her way now! Maybe this is where all the people from earth went after they’ve kicked the can.

Doubtful, but it was irritating.

Ellie had time enough to push aside her agitated thoughts by the time she caught up with the man who she mistook for someone else. Perhaps it was her foolish hope but she knew about ten feet back this was not who she thought it was, yet she kept moving forward.

“Ah - uh..” Her breath was heavy and her fingers anxiously wiggled to the sides of her thighs. “Well.. I .. just.. I guess I thought you were someone else.. I thought.. I knew you..” She shook her head and mentally scolded herself: Dammit, I should have just stayed back and made sure before I went crazy like that.. wonderful, great, this is how I’m going to start my life here. Chasing ghosts.

“Sorry..” She shook her head as an awkward feeling settled in her lower gut.

That answered that, but at the same time, raised a few more questions. Callaghan could tell just by looking at her that he'd never seen her before - or, at least, hadn't met her, as sometimes faces could blur together. But in a way, she almost reminded him of someone...

He pushed that thought aside, nodding and offering a small smile. "It's all right, young lady. After all, sometimes this place can play tricks on you. Do you know if they're already here?"

Ellie shook her head with a huff through her nostrils and a frown to her lips. She stilled then looked up with an intake of fresh breath and a quick exhale before she returned her eyes to the man. Ellie held his eyes with her own and recalled some novel she picked up some time ago in a place far, far, away that described the impression of a character having kind eyes ––

Just plunge right into fiction there. Ellie grunted because she couldn't help but think for a foolish, childish, moment that this guy had kind eyes. Who says that?! She brought her hands together and began to pull at her long sleeves with either hand on each wrist. Maybe it had everything to do with losing her head and being swept up into the clouds and dropped on a turtle's back.

"Ah. No. I.." She cleared her throat and drew in another breath that raised her shoulders. She ducked her head and looked to his shoes. Oh, what kind shoes you have! She mentally, unkindly, teased herself sarcastically. "I just got here, I have no idea how to even.. find out if there's someone here.. I would know."

It didn't take a genius to see she was uncomfortable. Suspicions were confirmed by her words, and he made a sympathetic sort of 'tch', remembering how disorientated he had been. (To be far, far more, but...he had reason.)

"I understand. There's a welcome center for new folk, as well as a hotel that puts up anyone who needs it - though I'll warn you, you'll be more confused than you already are. No way to avoid that, I'm afraid." A moment of pause, and then he tilted his head. "There's also a communications network, and if you were going to find out if anyone else is here that you know, that'd be a good place to start. I'm sure one of the terminals aren't too far, if you'd like me to show you."

Eventually she wanted to stop by the center and grab a mobile communicator but it might be a better idea to get to the nearest communicator to put out the message that she was here and that she was looking for someone! "Please, I would appreciate that." But there was a dark cloud over her head as she considered that maybe someone might be here looking for her.

She had a few more enemies than she had friends back home and if it were up to chances she might be stuck here with someone that wants to kill her, or eat her. The ratio of enemies to friends was just that gratuitous. Ellie gave a small huff and she shifted her weight. "Where are you from?" She asked to satisfy that anxiety that was picking at the walls of her stomach.

"All right, come on. And I'm from San Fransokyo," he added at her question, beginning to walk along. "Don't worry if you haven't heard of it, not many people seem to have..."

Especially not as of late, with the only other memories of home gone. To be fair, they weren't all that pleasant, but, still...

Ellie hadn't heard of it and she didn't think too much on it, she figured it was one of the places that didn't make it past the apocalypse. Or just too far out that she hadn't come across its tracks. Joel probably would've known where it was at, he'd have to tell her all about it when she found him.

He had to be here, didn't he? Yeah, he had to be here. They didn't go all that way just to be separated at the end of the road.

Ellie cleared her throat and looked at the man with a shake of her head, just to confirm that his San Franso--ko(?) wasn't a place she had heard of. Throughout the next few steps she was quiet, though more so for thought than anything.

"Fair enough." And for a bit of the walk, Robert was content to move in silence; after a bit of it and a few subtle glances her way, he decided to start the conversation once again.

"If you keep following that road, there," he began, raising an arm to gesture, "you'll eventually reach Fire Sector. Now, I don't know how long you've been here or how much a chance you've had to explore, but there's a few gangs you'll want to watch out for, though they generally'll leave you alone unless you go looking for trouble, miss..."

He paused.

"I never did catch your name. I'm Robert."

Ellie lifted her head and brought her sight to the man leading her about as he started to speak up. She wondered idly on what kind of world he was from, or town, city, state, whatever. What the people were like, and if he had experiences similar to the ones he's had here. Or maybe experiences similar to the ones she's had.

She parted her lips to ask on that but with some apprehension which had her pressing her lips closed once again. She waited a few more steps before he spoke again and offered his name with inquiry on her own. This time her lips parted first with her name, then with a question.

"I'm Ellie... ah, so.. these gangs. Are they like anything from where you're from.. what are they about?"

"Yes and no. As far as I know, there weren't any 'families' back home." Then again, he never really delved in to that. There was no reason for him to take the shady side home, and he barely even looked at the shadows - except if some hint of talent had caught his eye. The only time he'd really considered them more in depth was...well...

...when he used them himself, and that was only recently. (And yet it wasn't. It seemed almost a lifetime ago, by now.)

"Some just want what currency you have. Others will chase you for what they perceive as offense - you'll want to brush up on customs differences, or at least your ability to apologize." The note of dry humor in his voice was balanced by the honesty; he was utterly serious.

Ellie ➭ open ➭ arrival

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BLECH sorry about the delay

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