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Hello?

[taptap.]

Can't seem to get a line out... Can anyone hear this? I think I'm lost.

|[ooc; BACK, restarted, details forthcoming in tldr <3 open to action/whatever.]|

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[Wind rushes in the background that says somebody can hear it, but they're not saying anything for a few seconds as they try to place the somewhat familiar voice.]

...Rudy?

[Now that's unexpected]

Hello? Sorry... who is this?

[Unexpected but not unfriendly. Her guess is clearly correct because Angela didn't hear him denying his name being Rudy.]

It's Angela. Angela Montenegro. I was a friend of Debra's?

I'm sorry... I don't recall meeting you?

[Trying to phrase that as politely as he can, because he sure doesn't remember being introduced to any of Deb's friends.]

[Angela gives a sharp intake of air. Again, somebody was thrown back into the City not remembering a thing. It's one thing to go from home to an alternate dimension, it's another to do that and forget everything you've know about the place. But hey, Angela's okay starting from square one for the second time in as many weeks.]

Well, now you have. I'm sending you the guide to the City.

What City?

[Just a hint of impatience, color him confused. Meanwhile he is skimming what you're sending, strange lady.]

The City. That's the name. Don't blame me. I didn't name it.

[Tone down the impatience, Rudy. Angela's just giving you the run down of what she knows.]

If you need a place to stay, the Welcome Center in the Square will set you up until you get on your feet.

[It's not his fault, he gets bored easily. Especially when the situation is out of his control.]

So... you're saying I'm in a parallel universe?

[He laughs a bit, because, come on. A psychotic break seems likelier.]

[Boredom never happens in this place. Well, no boredom for the deities. Misery's a much better candidate for the residents.]

I didn't say that but yes, yes you are. Welcome to the club. We don't have cookies.

Great.

[The sarcasm, it drips, as sarcasm is wont to do. He sighs quietly, a stall as the evil little wheels in his head are a-turnin'.]

You said... you're a friend of Debra's?

Mmhmm. We worked together for the Police Force for a week or so, but we hung out a few times before that.

[And Angela really misses her. Debra was really the only other female in the City with a mouth filthier than her own.]

You're from Miami, too?

[He may not really like his girlfriend, but she's useful, at least. It unsettles him horridly that someone knows her, knows him, that he's damn sure he never met.]

[Well, he'll have to get used to it. Angela isn't the only person who'll remember him.]

No, I'm from D.C. I met her here. Same place where I met you.

[Lucky him, at least it's being broken gently.]

I've... you're saying I've been here before?

Yeah? How'd you think I knew your name? You're Deb's boyfriend and we all went to a barbecue together back on the fourth of July. Here. Not in Miami.

[And here she thought that much was obvious.]

...I hope there's evidence that I haven't just lost my mind.

Hey there! You're not lost, just trapped in a freaky alternate dimension. It'll be okay.

I'm not sure we have the same definition of okay.

You're not dead--or at least not completely--and there're worse places to be than here. I'd say that's pretty okay.

Why would I be dead?

Oh, you don't need to be! That's just kind of a worst case scenario. Sometimes people aren't quite alive when they come here.

...This isn't the most reassuring welcome I've ever had.

Sorry! Let me start over.

I'm Penny, this is the City, and it's nice to meet you. Do you need anything? Coat, map, food, bed...?

Rudy. It's a pleasure.

[You can probably infer the facepalm from his tone. This can't be real, can't be, but he needs a moment to think. Because if he's lost his mind, that is a Problem.]

Someone sent me a guide. I guess, theoretically, I'll have to find a place to stay.

[If Penny picks up on Rudy's mood, she conceals it nicely.]

Well, Rudy... you have a couple of options. If there's someone you already know here, you can see if they'd let you stay with them. There're plenty of apartments to live in, too, but you have to pay rent. If you just want somewhere to crash until you can pay rent, the Welcome Center's straight out from the fountain that you probably saw when you showed up.

I'm not... sure if I know anyone here.

[Awkwaaard, since someone knows him.]

That makes it hard to get started. But hey, you know me now, right? I'll help you.

[God bless sympathetic women, in any dimension. The gratitude in his voice is feigned, but he's good at that.]

I really appreciate it, thanks.

Not a problem. If you want to come to the Welcome Center, I'll fix you up with some basics and you can see where you want to go from there.

That's very kind of you, Penny. I'll head over there, then?

I'll see you there, Rudy.

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