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[The video cuts in on a redheaded girl with one shock of green hair grinning at the camera]

So is it just me or does that [air quotes] "orientation" thing need a little spicing up? Seriously. I didn't know whether I was going to the grand inquisitor's office or if I was back in the... uh... [She cringes, realizing what she almost just said. Grinning suddenly she waves it off] in bed having some weird-ass dream or something.

I do feel kinda gypped, though. [She mocks the woman's voice] "your housing companions will assist you in becoming ready." Yeah well I don't have any "housing companions" so I guess I'm on my own. [beat] Again.

[Yeah this is so familiar. Left alone in an unfamiliar place. Groovy. Yeah. She's done it before and she can do it again. She shrugs, shooting the camera a lopsided grin]

So I guess what I'm really saying is: Is there any place a girl can get a burger around here? I'm starving.

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[Whoa, hey, cool. She can get down with that. She types up a quick reply of her own.]

Hey, I'm not saying I don't mind a little privacy. Before I came here I was living in a cozy little B&B. You try sharing one shower with four people, one of whom likes to spend half the time posing in front of the mirror. Trust me, a little me-time is highly appreciated. I'm more interested in the fact that out of all the newbies that seem to be popping up here I'm the one that got the get-out-of-roommate-hell-free ticket.

And that depends entirely on what's in the can. Some cans are just better left unopened.

Perhaps if you think of it not as some random ticket particularly chosen for you, but rather that you were lucky enough to win the proverbial no-roommate lottery, you will feel better?

One of my roommates is an adolescent dragon, and as much as I adore his company, living next to a bedroom that has been converted into a hoard can be quite...taxing. You probably are better off on your own.

Normal can-related things, honestly.
And the Initiative does provide food.

[Now she's starting to feel out with this colored text thing. Sooooo she hits a few keys and starts typing her response]

Now that I know that I had the potential to be living next to a dragon I definitely feel better. Schadenfreude at its finest, let me tell you. Unless, of course, you're into that kinda thing. I don't judge.

Yeeaaah where I come from there's always a chance that any can-related thing could turn out to be like the proverbial can of worms without the proverb. What kinda food does the Initiative give us with? Tell me it's something other than nasty surplus military rations or something.

Technically I am residing with a dragon, rather than next.
He is in the next bedroom, but it is a shared apartment.
But for a large, magical lizard he is quite nice.

The food is...food, for lack of any other way to describe it.
I doubt you will ever be excited by the prospect but nothing is so revolting that it would ferment a revolution.
So far, anyway.

There's always tomorrow.

Semantics schemantics.

How large are we talking? Like German Shepard large? VW Bug? Empire STate Building? Work with me, here. I need a reference.

Food is food. That's a wonderful way to describe it. Thank you ever so much for clearing that up for me. However will I thank you.

Larger than a dog but smaller than German engineering.
And if he were the size of the empire state building, wouldn't that make it rather difficult for him to reside in a single bedroom?
Or a single building.

If you wish a more detailed description of our repast, you may have to speak with the Initiative scientists.
Because I have better things to do with my time.

You never know. It could be bigger on the inside. I've seen a pretty huge building that doesn't look like much from the outside back home.

And how would I go about speaking to these scientists? I might have a few questions for them, actually.

If this were bigger on the inside, I think we'd be in a significantly better situation than we are.
Or worse, depending on the television show you're watching.

Just go try and speak to them.
As long as security doesn't think you're a threat you probably can, but I can't promise they'll be forthcoming.

I think I'd prefer traveling through time and space than being stuck in humidity hell right about now.

Hooooooooookay but that doesn't answer the how. Do I just call them up on the phone? Is there an office where I can make an appointment? Do I have to have my people call their people so we can do lunch?

It's not a difficult process.
Go back to the building you arrived in.
Ask to speak to someone involved in the project.
See what happens.
I haven't tried myself, but I can't imagine they'll be terribly difficult to reach, they are just as dependent on us as we are on them.

Alright. Yeah that sounds easy enough.

Going into strange unknown building's never stopped me before.

Knock Knock.

Perhaps you should think of it as an adventure.
A very short, probably anticlimactic adventure.

Do I detect a hint of sarcasm hidden behind that pink text?

Lavender test.
And do I seem like the sort of text that would ever be sarcastic to a stranger seeking aid in this strange dystopian world?

I stand corrected.

I couldn't say, really, since sarcasm is tough to tell in text, let alone in the text of one I've only spoken to once. It could go either way.

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