Not so Hostile After All

[myimmunesystem]

[Video]

--Oh! Oh is THAT how it works! It has an actual "on" button... That's kind of cute.

[The voice is light, female, accented in a way that can only be described as "Ukraine by way of Mars," and sounds as though it's run through some kind of filter... Though the last part makes perfect sense when one looks at the face--or rather, mask--accompanying it. Said mask peers into the camera curiously, two eyes JUST barely visible though the refractive glass.]

Those... scientists at the Lab told me that I should call the others and introduce myself. My name is Tali... aaand I don't know much more than that.

If you're wondering about the suit, it seems I can't take it off. The environment here is "hostile" for me... though I don't remember all the details of what they told me, exactly. That was a lot of information to take in when you're running a high fever. It's not as though it's uncomfortable I guess; in fact it feels like I've always worn it.

[She lets out a small breath, respirator lighting up.] I'm rambling. They've given me room 408 of Ermis Suites... wherever that is. I'm sure I'll be getting to know a few of you very soon.

[Action]

[The top floor of Ermis Suites has rooms mostly uninhabited... with one of the empty ones now being paced about on the inside by the same blue-swathed girl as before. The strange articulation of her legs and two fingers to each tailored suit glove make it obvious that she isn't human, though other characteristics affirm that whatever she is, she's definitely female. The door is open, and she looks a little... overwhelmed.]

All this space, for just one person...?

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[halfgod_allego]

Name's Hector. I saw your message earlier, but couldn't reply right at the moment.

[he puts a hand out to shake]

Anyways, it's very nice to meet you. Still relatively new here myself, but I could answer questions if you got 'em.

[myimmunesystem]

Huh? Oh right-- [She seems to realize what the outstretched hand is for after a beat, and takes it to shake lightly.]

How long have you been here, Hector? [Interesting pronunciation of his name, there.]

[halfgod_allego]

About two... three months maybe?

[he is gentle with his handshake and lets go]

But it's been a crazy time.

[myimmunesystem]

Really? And I was starting to worry that it would get a little boring. [There's a smile behind her voice.] How so?

[halfgod_allego]

Like there's this weird ghost-train thing. Pops out of nowhere, run over people, disappear. Everyone gotten mixed up memories soon after. And there's a witch-bitch named Misery that's stealing anemoi from shops and ruins.

[myimmunesystem]

[The points of light that are her eyes blink a few times through the mask.]

A ghost train? A witch? Things like that didn't exist, I thought.

[Some would say the same about aliens, Tali.]

[halfgod_allego]

Most folks think that. But this place looooooves proving people wrong. Think because it ports in everybody's critters, least that's what the labcoats say.

[He stretches, and twined his fingers behind his head, his single earring swaying]

[myimmunesystem]

[What do you get when you take a guy with the well-built body of a swimmer, sprinkle in some diefic genes--you know, just to stamp out any earthly imperfections there might be to his physique--stretch some skin-tight sportswear on him and have him stretch like that?]

[One stammering Quarian, that's what.]

Ah, I, I'm sorry, what did you just... Ports in the cri--Oh right! Y-you mean that native fauna come along with us!

...wait a second. They do?

[halfgod_allego]

Yeah, Seen several recently shot alligators - this area's way too cold for them, and the vets mention this.

I bet the lab coats gave you some trouble.

[myimmunesystem]

That's an understatement. They insisted on getting as much information about my species as possible. Either that or the one idiot in the glasses just wanted to get my suit off.

The problem is, this mask and suit just for show; by the time they found out that any organic material here can cause me to become sick, I was already in the medical wing! [She maskpalms, checking her temper, and shakes her head.]

They didn't know, how could they? And neither did I, thanks to this stupid amnesia.