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March 7th, 2012 02:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[She's standing right outside the Newcomer Apartments, clearly having just been shown there. Yet nothing else about Wendy reads as a desperately lost Newcomer. She looks resolutely unimpressed.]
Okay, the last time I did this, I didn't need to hurl in the Field of Dreams. Not kosher. Boss, come in if the nice men in labcoats were wrong and you're out there.
Somewhere.
[She looks at her NV expectantly, her frown growing deeper with each passing moment that she doesn't get the response that she's looking for.]
Come on, Middleman. Don't make me do the Ride Lonesome bit, that's not my routine.
[Time passes and she gets nothing. Finally, Wendy sighs, accepting the situation.]
Well, guess it is now. Okay, how do I--
[She starts pressing buttons and her brow furrows when she stumbles across the Network.]
Whoa. Uh. Hi.
Okay, the last time I did this, I didn't need to hurl in the Field of Dreams. Not kosher. Boss, come in if the nice men in labcoats were wrong and you're out there.
Somewhere.
[She looks at her NV expectantly, her frown growing deeper with each passing moment that she doesn't get the response that she's looking for.]
Come on, Middleman. Don't make me do the Ride Lonesome bit, that's not my routine.
[Time passes and she gets nothing. Finally, Wendy sighs, accepting the situation.]
Well, guess it is now. Okay, how do I--
[She starts pressing buttons and her brow furrows when she stumbles across the Network.]
Whoa. Uh. Hi.