asgardeventide | First Imprint; Video

[Could this be an imprint? An imprint gone wrong? Claire didn’t know as she looked at the device. She knew enough that this was some communication device that the video feed was transmitting, that someone or more were watching. A brunette with slashes that were healed over stared into the feed, calm. It would take more to unnerve her.]

This is Dr. Claire Saunders. I need—I need to return to—Los Angeles. [She couldn’t openly call out the Dollhouse. No, she didn’t want to end up in the attic. Then another thought crosses her.]

Topher, if this is some sort of joke because I tried to sleep with you, I’m not laughing.

[But then it could be Alpha? Could he design a program like this?]

Alpha? [Even saying his name makes her blood freeze.] Alpha. I’m no longer a threat. I’m not even Whiskey any more, and Echo is number one now. Just—just take me back.

[Not even Adele could be stupid enough to unleash her on the world. Not when it isn’t her choice, and she’s programmed to dislike most everything.]

I—I don’t have a handler, do I?

[Her mind is reeling. How could this happen? All the likely scenarios and imprint technology goes through her head. She’s back to being calm, handling the situation as is needed.]

I need information on this place.

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[Larry's pinged by several things in this post. Namely the poster, buuut...]

You're from L.A. too?

I worked there, yes.

That's cool! It's nice to see people from home. There's so many different weird worlds represented in Asgard.

[Realizing he's not being much help at the moment, Larry stops himself to get to the point.]

So uh...what info in particular are you looking for? I'm kinda new here myself, but I can try my best!

Anything would be helpful. [That's awesome that you're from Los Angeles, but she hated it, so there's not much to say on that.]

[Aw, sad.]

Okay! So. This place is called Asgard, and it's run by some gods who don't really talk to us aside from that letter they give us when we get here. Everyone's got a house that's overseen by one god...and a power to go with it.

[He'll break there for a moment.] Did you figure out your house and stuff yet?

Hel. [Straight to the point.]

Oh. [From his short stay in Asgard so far, Larry's gathered that the people from Hel are a biiit on the creepy side. However, he doesn't really get that vibe from this woman.]

Okay, so you just gotta look for Hel's color on the map to find your house. And...not sure what your power is, but you'll figure it out soon enough I guess!

[What else can he mention...] Oh yeah, and don't lose your bracelet! I heard you become like the natives if you do. Grey and zombie-ish.

I know. I've been informed of all of this. [And she is creepy.]

[A little weird, maybe. But not creepy. To Larry at least. But he's not very observant.]

Oh, 'kay. Just telling what I know. The bracelet thing has been stuck in my mind since I heard it.

Anything in particular you're lookin' for? I know you said everything, but usually there's that one thing someone wants to know.

The medical facilities. [She crosses her arms and looks interested now.]

Oooh yeah. You did say you're a doctor, huh? Well you're in luck! Asgard has a hospital in the Sigyn district. It's a nice place.

[Not that his first visit was pleasant, but...the place is pretty nice.]

I should try there then.

Sounds like a plan!

I'm Larry, by the way. Hope you find what you need at the hospital.

Thank you for your help.

No prob! I'll be seeing you around, then?

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