hadriel_logs | Intro Log: Please Remove Metal From Luggage

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for August
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: August 10th-13th
Warnings: New folks, metal falling apart, fun stuff

As you wake up on the sand of the colosseum, gazing up at cloudy gray skies, you might wonder what you're doing here. Where are you? How did you get here? You'll figure it all out soon enough, so try to clamp down on that rising panic, or you just might end up in a dangerous situation.

Because, of course, you're not the only thing that arrived. The Door has also chosen to pull in some rust monsters. These monsters may look a bit like insects, but they're much larger, with a rather vicious bite. You can fight them, but be careful - anything metal that touches them instantly begins to corrode. Your sword, a bullet from your gun, even your robot friend. Might want to keep a little distance.

And that's not all. Scattered across the ground of the colosseum can be found a variety of unique and delightful musical instruments. If you're the musical sort, maybe you can figure out how to play one - or maybe you already know. Hopefully no rust monster has wandered too close to the one you want to try, or you might find that it's missing important metal bits.

Once you've found a way to express the song in your heart, feel free to leave whatever bit of safety you've found. You can explore the rest of the city! Find a house, a new monster, a project to help with, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers August 10th-13th.
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[She seems nervous, even though Connor is meant to able to read human emotions specifically and so isn't sure if the signs for her species are the same; still, he shifts his postures a little and softens his expression, trying to be nonthreatening. It's both for her sake and for his own benefit, as he genuinely doesn't want to stress her out for no reason and also has reason to try to keep her attitude toward him positive.]

I had asked Kate, at the Clinic, about medical options for non-biological individuals. She said that was more likely to be handled at the Lab, and so I was interested in what is and isn't possible here; I'm concerned by the idea that only part of the population may have viable medical care.

[And he definitely doesn't have a personal investment in this issue either. Definitely not. But he does very much mean the altruistic part as well; he really is worried about whether or not people like Nick and Oscar could get help in an emergency, and if not why no one has made sure they can.]

[Sorry Connor, she's a nervous being by nature. The kind expression helps, though, as does the question being something she can chew on. Honestly, Alphys hadn't thought of it as medical care-- then again, there aren't many robots around regardless. She looks down as she thinks about it, reaching up to tap a claw on her chin.]

Well, uh-- that does make sense! I think most of the nonhumans we have here a-are pretty biologically similar to humans? You know with uh, blood and organs and all that. A lot get healed at the clinic anyway with magic, since that bypasses the need for s-specific medical knowledge about the species at hand. The only people who have uhm, asked me for help with fixing stuff have been robots, or uh, more advanced synthetics.

[She pauses for a second, then hastily adds--]

Which uhm, I'm happy to do, of course! Some of the more advanced people can take care of themselves for the most part but uh, some sync with the computer sometimes, or uhm, I've f-fixed Oscar twice now. But I guess it's mostly just me? Not a lot of, uh, robotics specialists come in here. I guess I kind of handle most of the technology here, but uh, n-not really on purpose. It just kind of happened.

[He shifts on his feet while she talks, wanting to wander about and mess with things, but trying to resist the urge to fidget and look like he isn't paying attention, because he really is listening. He's not necessarily super pleased with the answer--not because of Alphys herself, but the situation in general--and he's already making a list of objectives and tasks for himself now that he knows the situation a bit more, but he waits to be sure she's completely finished before responding.]

I understand. Is there anything in particular that could be done to help the situation? Are the limitations mostly due to a lack of skilled individuals, then, more than having few supplies?

[Or both, which he imagines is the case, at least for any mechanical individual who needs more than just some metal to be able to repair. But he wants to help, even if he's not quite willing to reveal what he is just yet.]

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[Don't worry Connor, she's very the same; she moves her hands while she talks, fidgets at just about every possible moment. He asks his question, and she taps the tips of her claws together as he does.]

I think there's a lot of people that, uhm, w-would be willing to help-- supplies are easy, because you can ask the Gods for anything you want, as long as you give them something back. But I think I'm the only one left that knows how to work on robots. There used to be more, uhm, mechanical engineers, but... I don't know any others, right now.

[She might be getting ahead of herself, but she looks up to him in a moment of hope.]

Do you know something?? Or, or a-anything that might be helpful? Even if I just had some help, or, another point of contact or something, that would be great!

[He really doesn't like the whole 'ask the gods' for things idea, even if at this point he's understanding it may be the only choice. But it's frustrating, and demeaning, and he doesn't want to do it just for basic supplies that people need after the gods brought them here in the first place. His LED flashes briefly red, although it's still hidden underneath his hat.

At the questions, though, he briefly considers just showing her the ring of light; he thinks he could tell her safely what he is, and not have to worry about her reaction. But he doesn't want to rush into that yet without talking to Maeve a bit more, so he'll hold off for now and instead offers a truthful but vague answer.]

I might, yes. I told you about what's happening in my world, and although it isn't my job or particular skillset to do repairs on damaged androids, I am knowledgeable to an extent. I don't know how well it would carry over to individuals from other worlds, but...

[But she's treating beings from other worlds herself, so it's better than nothing, right? And one thing is for sure--]

Whatever I can do, I'd like to help.

[Whatever his reservations, that seems to be the right answer, and she smiles brightly at him, surging forward to take one of his hands in both of hers.]

That would be incredible! Don't worry, I was nervous about working on unknown systems too, but-- if you get stuck, we can work together!

[She seems to kind of recover herself, taking a step back sheepishly and letting go to tuck her hands behind her back.]

I mean, it, just... t-thank you. Really.

[He's not at all expecting that reaction, but it's... Kind of nice, honestly. Connor's still getting used to physical contact that isn't violent, and it's one of those new experiences that he's finding he likes.

So he offers an awkward half-smile in response, the expression genuine if unpracticed, and after she lets go and steps back he unconsciously mirrors her posture.]

There's no need to thank me. I look forward to working with you.

[She's a bit of a touchy feely person, even if she gets deeply self-concious about it. Alphys can't help but blush, and she grips her hands a bit tighter in the hopes he doesn't notice.]

Me too! Working together, and uh, a-all that. Feel free to come by anytime, I mean, I'm here m-most of the time no matter what just because it's kind of hard to get back to my house nowadays with the city being split so I'll probably just be here and! Everything!

[Did she breathe through any of that? Probably not.]

[He so understands the awkward, friendly rambling, and the attempt to be welcoming and agreeable even when unsure if the other person will be receptive is also something he has experience with. It's... Endearing, maybe, is the emotion?]

I'll keep that in mind. Please contact me if there is anything you need help with, and I'll see what I can do about determining what supplies would be most useful to acquire.

[Endearing is a nice way to say it. She'd just describe herself as "mess".]

Totally! O-Of course. Let me know if I can help, uh, in any way.

[She doesn't know where to start with this, but he seems to. Best she can do is support that for now.]

Intro Log: Please Remove Metal From Luggage

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