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[smokedout]

Ugh, my head...

[Dodger seems like he just woke up... and like he woke up pretty roughly at that. He looks the same as normal, if a little more relaxed and sleepy. Although, those who haven't seen him lately will now be able to see that he's wearing what looks like a shock collar with a green light glowing on the buckle. A power suppressor. Also, the lights are on in his room for once, so the observant might be able to catch some less blurry shots of the somewhat invasive amounts of information kept on several people around the city, which are plastered all over his walls along with identifying pictures of them. Something which he hasn't taken the time to read through, since he doesn't remember any of it.]

I feel like I got hit by a train... shit. Hey- there's notes all over the desk here, so I know this is my place, but- fuck, I don't remember a single fuckin' thing about- here. Someone wanna tell me what's going on?

[He doesn't look any different, his scars are still there and so is his scruffy beard. But this doesn't seem... quite like Dodger. His tone is less condescending and sullen, more just... sleepy, with a morning grumpy sort of vibe. Like he'll pop back up and be a cheerful, relaxed person once he gets some coffee. And speaking of indulgent drinks...]

....Fuck, Janet's gonna kill me if she sees all the bottles in here...

[ooc: Dodger has forgotten everything past his 20th birthday, including all of his CR in Riverview. Enjoy letting your muses explain their version of events to him... or just fuck with him. He doesn't know any better.]

Comments

[smokedout]

I guess I won't be much help with whatever's happening, then... apparently I've been getting drunk in my room every night since god knows when. I should probably focus on fixing myself before I try to help anyone else.

[A pause.]

Name's Jamie.

[alchemyfreak]

You might want to look for clues about how long you've been here. Maybe go back through the network... Chances are you have a job here you're going to want to make sure to keep.

[He seems to consider something for a moment]

As far as I know most of us start in communal housing, so if you have your own place you've probably actually been around awhile.

[Not to mention it looks like he's been keeping tabs on some people.]

Ed, nice to meet you.

[He was still wary, but he knew how this shit worked. If the guy didn't remember who he was when he made that list he wasn't necessarily the same person right now. Which meant that until shit hit the fan, Ed had no reason to be anything but nice. Careful, but nice.]

[smokedout]

[He'd honestly probably be able to keep up the farce of knowing what's going on if he looked at the notes on his wall... but they really creep him out, so he's been pretending they aren't there.]

Looks like an apartment building, but.. I guess I'll leave the flat later and see where it gets me.

[He still has questions about why his door is broken, but... he guesses Ed isn't the person to ask.]

What's the uh. Danger level on the city. Police brutality, crime, that sorta thing. Should I expect to lose my other eye if I take a stroll around?

[alchemyfreak]

[Ed doesn't know a thing about how Dodger lost his eye, or if he came here that way so he just shrugs at the question.]

There's a wall protecting the city, as long as you stay in it you should be fine. There are monsters out there, police brutality and crime level hardly compare to that. For the most part the city itself seems pretty safe, I've never heard anything alarming... but I'm part of the Perimeter Guard so I'm outside the wall more than I'm in it.

[smokedout]

[Somehow that worries Dodger more... that means he managed to piss off someone he really shouldn't have, if it's not a normal occurrence. He lets out a low groan.]

Looks like I'm on my own for clues about it, then... thanks for the help. What do you want for payment?

[alchemyfreak]

Yeah, honestly it could have been anything. If you didn't arrive with it and happened on some creature outside the wall...

[At the question he pauses, but he's thinking about that very carefully. He doesn't need a payment, so at the risk of Dodger flat out refusing, he wouldn't really be at a loss.]

Payment? How about an IOU? You've clearly been here longer than I have, once you get your memories back I might have a few questions.

[smokedout]

I'm not big on using "favors" as currency.

[Which is a stark difference between him normally and the him he is now, but Ed won't know that.]

And anyway, I'm sure the version of me that remembers your answers won't like me making empty promises. But unless you need a motorcycle repair or fishing advice, I don't have a whole lot to offer you as is.

[alchemyfreak]

Worth a shot.

[He's grinning, with a shrug.]

I don't do this to get something out of it, so if I get nothing in return I'm no worse off than I started. I'm big on information about this place, if I find something new at this point it's just a bonus.

[smokedout]

I don't like getting more than I give much, but I guess you can reason it out with me once I've got my memories back.

[He has absolutely no idea how to be friendly, nor how to not treat human interaction like a business deal.]

[alchemyfreak]

Sure.

[Ed is so amused by this.]

In the meantime if there's anything else I might be able to help with, let me know. Really, this sort of thing is kind of just what I do.

[He doesn't expect to be taken up on this offer, considering Dodger's concept of a debt system but it's second nature at this point.]