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[notadamnvampire]

[The prim young man on screen does not look amused. But he also looks like the sort that possibly is never amused.]

I'll do my best to save you all from the complaining I am sure you all hear when a group of newbies is dropped off here. However, I can't help but think this is a piss-poor way to raise an army. It's like playing some sort of cosmic lottery and hoping you snag Napoleon or Genghis Khan by sheer luck.

I want to know what you've been doing as far as formulating an army; training, planning, strategy, that sort of thing. The Initiative gave us weapons and a history lessons, and then a hearty pat on the back and a "good luck", essentially. [He grimaces. He doesn't like them already.] I know there's the daily training they offer, but I want to know what the rest of you are doing as well.

Any more information on the United Earth that what the Initiative has provided for us at the start would also be helpful. Know thy enemy and all that. [He idly pokes at his tablet as he continues to talk.] Is there a library here? Or is everything digital?

Ah. I suppose I should introduce myself. Alucard Anselm. Before you ask, no, I am not a vampire and neither are my parents. "Al" will suffice. [Said like someone who's heard the comments a million times, and had to give this spiel just as much.]

[With that, he signs off. Alisha and Monica, Al's new roommates, will find him in his new room with the door open. He's doing his best to keep composure as the reality of this whole crazy situation starts to sink in. He's not even quite sure what to do with himself right now. It's not like he even has anything to unpack.]

Comments

[maskmaker]

I don't know what those are, but I've been here a month. Everything you need to know about this world was explained to you when you arrived, wasn't it?

[notadamnvampire]

Reading history is one thing, opinions of those living and experiencing this place first hand is another.

[maskmaker]

Well, that's true, but my experience will be a lot different from yours, Mr. Anselm, especially because you seem to know more about the future than I do, so you're probably less confused than I am.

[notadamnvampire]

This place is still thirteen-hundred years ahead of my own time. I don't know where and when you're from, but it's still a large gap. Still, that doesn't matter. Have you been attending the training sessions they have? Did they give you a weapon?

[maskmaker]

I did get a weapon, but I haven't gone to training so I can't tell you a lot about it. I mean, the most I've done since coming here is living underground for a few days because we got bombed.

[notadamnvampire]

So you have in interest in being a solider? What do you do with your free time, then?

[maskmaker]

Well I bake sometimes! Otherwise, I spend time outside? Are you going to be a soldier, Mr. Anselm?

[notadamnvampire]

I'm not a fighter. [Says the 5'4", 120 pound kid. He's right about that.] But I do plan to see what they have in the way of planning and tacticians. The sooner we win this war, the sooner I can go home. I have no choice but to get involved, then.

[maskmaker]

[Monica's probably even taller than him.]

Are you good at strategies, Mr. Anselm?

[notadamnvampire]

I'd like to think I am, yes. While I have no real experience with war, I'm confident I can learn. As long as the Initiative or someone amongst is knowledgeable enough to teach, that is.

[maskmaker]

[How haughty. Monica widens her smile.]

Well, it seems like they're working hard at what they do so I'm sure you'll find someone. If not from the Initiative itself, then from the other Transports. Right?

[notadamnvampire]

["Haughty" is practically his middle name.]

I hope so. I'm sure I'm not the only one who has no interest in combat. War needs more than fighters.

[maskmaker]

You could probably ask everyone about it on that network again, right?