a new arrival

[vivariummods]

T H E  W A R E H O U S E 【 day 44 】 Hello newcomer, welcome to the 【 Warehouse 】. Once you escape your elevator, you will find yourself here. It's strangely empty for a warehouse. Aside from the elevators you've come out of, there's nothing else here. In fact, the longer you look around, the stranger everything looks. Every window has been bolted shut, with no way of removing the steel coverings. The only source of illumination comes from the florescent lights above. Along the walls are numerous amounts of surveillance cameras, watching every bit of movement and listening to the sounds of everyone and everything. Every door is locked up tight, with no clear way of opening them, and there's one giant door with a 9 painted on it. It's a rather strange place, and there seems to be a lot of people here, so go introduce yourselves? For the "old-timers" and "newly-become-old-timers", come meet your new fellow test subject. Thankfully(?) enough, no one has disappeared for this "replacement" to appear. Lucky you, you can still be a sickeningly happy family without anyone leaving. Calhoun will just pretend to barf over here while you can have your free bath of the week.

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[detectiveofthewest]

"For me, yeah!" said Heiji, grinning. "My first name, Heiji, is written with the same characters as Zenigata Heiji, the police detective. And my last name, Hattori, is written like Hattori Hanzou. Y'know, the samurai from the Sengoku period. Kind of a lot to live up to, ain't it? I bet my folks liked detective fiction."

Wirt you knew all about detectives and the Sengoku period right

Heiji seemed rather pleased to hear Wirt's answer. "Oh, you're with Kuzuryuu and Hershel! No sweat, then. Just be a little careful around Kuzuryuu. He's a little crabby, yeah? Doesn't like it when ya mention his height. And Hershel's a great guy, of course."

[worrywirt]

"Oh. That's actually pretty cool. I don't know much about the Sengoku period, but having a name that reaches that far back is--well, it says more than names like mine, anyway. I don't think 'Wirt' goes back to anything. Do you--try to live up to your name?"

Heiji's response definitely helped relieve some of Wirt's worries. He could deal with crabby people, that didn't seem so bad. He just didn't want to get stuck with people out to stab as many people in the back as possible. He smiled a little.

"That's good. Thanks, for the heads up. I was a little worried."

[detectiveofthewest]

"Far as I can remember," said Heiji, smiling back. "I got a couple memories back since I woke up here, and I guess I was always pokin' my nose into some case or other." In fact, that might have had something to do with why he'd ended up here. But who knew...?

"Anyway, no problem! I know it's kind a shock and all, wakin' up here. But it's more of a marathon than a sprint. Try and keep your spirits up, yeah?"

[worrywirt]

Well, that's something that's easier said than done, but you know. "Yeah, I'll--do my best. Thanks." He appreciates how friendly Heiji is being. It makes the situation seem just the slightest bit less dire.

"So, uh. We do get our memories back, then?"

[detectiveofthewest]

That was apparently just how Heiji rolled. "Yeah, a little bit at a time. The memories you get back are pretty random, and sometimes they come back as a bit of a shock. Sounds like somethin' out of a bad drama, don't it? But even if you don't have any memories from before, you might be able to tell a little somethin' about yourself. Like where you used to hang out before ya ended up here."

[worrywirt]

"Where I used to--hang out?" He doesn't really follow.

[detectiveofthewest]

"Yeah, you know. Like where you lived, or where ya spent a lot of time. You can't remember the people in your life before now, right? But you probably still remember things about the places you used to visit. Like it's about 2.5 hours to get from Shin-Osaka station to Tokyo by bullet train. Since I know stuff like that, I probably spent some time visitin' Tokyo before I came here."

Heiji started counting off items on his fingers. "Plus there's the languages you know, your accent, and the words you use to refer to things. Although in Jake's case, I guess that's a total red herring. He totally sounds like an American."

[worrywirt]

"Oh! Okay, uh." Wirt took a moment to go through all the miscellaneous facts he knew. He knew a lot about old maps and poets, and he was pretty sure he could pick up a clarinet and play it, but that didn't really seem relevant to where he was from, exactly.

"I know a lot about America? Probably from the north, I don't really--have a southern drawl."

[detectiveofthewest]

"From the north, huh...?" Heiji thought that one over for a bit. "Whattaya call soft drinks, then? Or those athletic shoes you wear in gym class?"

Though he didn't know as much about America as he did about Japan, Heiji did know that there were quirks and accents that were generally specific to certain regions.

[worrywirt]

"Soda and...gym shoes."

[detectiveofthewest]

"Soda probably puts ya on the east coast, but I think the southwest says it, too," said Heiji. Where did he learn this stuff? Who knew?

"Gym shoes is... lessee, eastern seaboard, with a cluster around Illinois and Indiana and them."

[worrywirt]

"So that means I'm from around the east coast?" Maybe?

[detectiveofthewest]

"You sure talk that way!" said Heiji. "If ya give it some more thought, you might be able to narrow it down through the towns and landmarks you know."