( voice | un: vakarian )

[dispenserofjustice]

 I noticed other new arrivals asking after their friends. While I could do that, my friends are generally difficult to miss. The Krogan ones especially.

The welcoming party and I had a bit of a go and that landed me nowhere. Sooo I figure maybe someone can help a poor guy out and show him where he can crash? Maybe even find something to eat that won't kill him?

That last one might be a little much to ask for.

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[maskerading]

That bad? Then I won't pry. I usually find in these cases you're better off not knowing, anyway.

[dispenserofjustice]

Smart move. You might live a little longer that way.

All fun and games aside, I have different dietary needs. That's probably the best, if not most simplistic, way of putting it.

[maskerading]

Like allergies? [ Okay, okay, that is one way food could kill you. ] I don't know the restaurants very well yet, but it seems like chances are you're crashing where most of us are. The kitchens are big enough for some cooking.

[dispenserofjustice]

Sort of. More like my people were made from material X while humans were made from material Y so our needs are different. At least there is a kitchen. If I can find something from a store then we'll be set.

Or I'll be set anyway.

[maskerading]

[ Oh. Oohhhh. ]

I get it now. I didn't realize you were an alien.

[dispenserofjustice]

Actually, to me you're the alien.

[maskerading]

Touché. I guess on the moon we're all a bit alien for now.

[dispenserofjustice]

Who knows? Maybe more "aliens" will start showing up. I can't imagine a place where I'd be the only Turian.

[maskerading]

[ Not that Yuuto has the faintest idea what a Turian is, but— ]

It's a big city. There could be another around somewhere.

[dispenserofjustice]

Could be. Plenty of us could have been "displaced."