??? Day 1

[twelvemods]

[You blink and find yourself somewhere else. You feel stiff and tired, disoriented... and not at all what you were just doing a moment ago.]

[This room has an enormous, long rectangular table, seated with twenty high back chairs. A white table cloth covers the wood surface. Several colorful arrangements of cloth flowers color the room. Places have been set in front of each chair.]

Comments

[nyanotech]

Eh?

[There hadn't been anything that dangerous in the basement, certainly nothing capable of sending four strangers through a pseudo-dimensional distortion . . .]

[beeductionist]

Those metal plates on the side of your face. Surely those were placed there intentionally, unless you have some sort of metallic skeleton that isn't obvious anywhere else on your body.

[nyanotech]

[Huffs, almost amused . . . and sniffs the air a bit on her next breth, nostrils flaring.]

It wasn't an accident.

[beeductionist]

But not cosmetic surgery. A practical purpose then?

[nyanotech]

[One ear flicks, and flicks again.]

Hmm~♪

And what kind of purpose would that be?

[beeductionist]

Your demeanor and build doesn't suggest a military lifestyle. Experiment, perhaps?

[nyanotech]

Something like that.

You like puzzles?

[beeductionist]

Something like that as well. I'm a consulting detective.

[nyanotech]

Not a detective-detective?