Curious. (The low, silky voice of a teenager permeates the feed. Less than a beat later, the image clears and none other than a very polished, handsome schoolboy smiles into the camera.) While I can't say the circumstances are opportune, I am determined to make the most of my...ah...new situation.

(Each word is delicately phrased - almost as if he delights in saying just the right thing to his audience. At least, he assumes he has one. Otherwise, what would be the use of possessing a device such as this?)

My name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. I was told that I might seek aid through those who arrived before me?

(For the first time, something harder enters his dark eyes. Perhaps he isn't so happy to be here? Then again, who can tell? He wears his mask well.)

Thank you for your time. 

[ There’s a contemplative look on Fayt’s face as he starts up the network, almost questioning, no doubt processing all the information he’d been given upon arrival. It’s a surprising thing, to wake up from saving the universe only to be made to fight more for another cause, but maybe he shouldn’t be too surprised considering the fact that fighting doesn’t ever seem to stop. He can attest to that.

Working out the netbook had been easy for him, considering all things, making him wonder just what century of technology this place would equate to. ]

I should feel surprised in suddenly showing up here and being told all those things. It’s a natural reaction to, after all.

[ But it’s obvious that he’s not surprised, not perturbed in the least. In actuality, there might be a weariness to his voice that he’s trying to hide, a tone that says he’s seen the battlefield. Lived through it and came out a survivor. ]

Guess I'm used to it by now...

[ He really is used to things being suddenly sprung up on him. And maybe at first he wanted to protest or try to leave the responsibility to someone else, someone more qualified. But in the end, he’ll fight if he has to. ]

I’m curious to know if anyone’s got more information than they’re telling us, since it’s not a lot to go on. [ At least not to him. ] If anyone has anything, I’d really appreciate it.

[The video feed switches on and shows Jaime. He’s still taking in all that he’s been told, but he’s handling it fairly well.]

And I thought when I woke up this more I was going to have a normalish day. Figured I’d wake up, play some video games, maybe put some homework off until the last minute. Guess I might have been hoping for a little too much there.

[His Mom was going to kill him when he finally gets home. He just knows it.] Well it’s probably obvious that I’m a new arrival and since complaining won’t help anything, I should probably try to get acquainted with you all. I’ll start by introducing myself. I’m Jaime. Jaime Reyes.

[He’s about finished when something else pops into his mind.] Oh. And..uh. If there is anything important that I should know that was left out of that little orientation, feel free to fill me in on it.