1st Outbreak [Video]

[aweskerdidit]

[A very slick, businesslike man is on the other end of the NV, and appears to be holed up in a location much more secure than the Newcomer apartments (it's a parking garage, shhh.) The dark sunglasses he wears hide his eyes and any clue as to what the expression on his face really means, though if you use your imagination, it might be... annoyance.]

We needn't really bother with introductions.

[And a brief, faux-pleasant smile is interrupted by a sharp, serious tone of voice.]

All I require is information. Provide me with the date, including the year, my approximate location and coordinates, and the manner by which I came to arrive here.

[And then all of a sudden he smiles again. It is not a good smile at all, looking strained and like he is trying to sound pleasant.]

I apologize for sounding terse. I've had a very long day.

Will anyone be good enough to tell me what I need to know?

Comments

[aweskerdidit]

[Ohhh, he likes you already, Julian.]

What an enterprising habit.

I am unfortunately penniless, for the moment. Though I will keep that habit of yours in mind.

[certainproclivity]

I happen to be an incredibly enterprising man.

Should you need anything, I work for Mr. gold at Crossroads. It's a pawn shop, but don't let that deter you. Mr. Gold is just as enterprising as I am and he's hardly interested in worthless junk.

[aweskerdidit]

An admirable trait.

I appreciate the offer and shall keep it in mind. However, I plan to provide my services to the SERO corporation as soon as I am able to visit their offices. I dare say they will find me a model employee.

[certainproclivity]

Oh, they undoubtedly will, as starved for brilliant minds as they are.

With all that in mind, we'll certainly cross paths again. I have my own business with SERO and AGI. Until then.

[aweskerdidit]

And a flatterer, too.

Until then, Mr. Sark.