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[Do you know what happens when you put a confused Serb Yugoslavian expatriate in the middle of a strange building in a strange place while he's in the possession of his favorite carbine rifle? He skulks through a hallway quietly, looking for a way out.

Niko nears a window with his back to the wall. And off in the distance? That jungle? That sure wasn't Middle Park. Not long before he heard something that sounded like the most fucked up war-zone he's ever been near. More rushing fire, less bullets. So he's just playing it careful until he finds some sort of damned map.

First he finds a soda machine, though. And that soda machine is not a Sprunk soda machine. He ventures closer, pokes it with the gun as if that's going to help anything, and moves to look behind it as if he's searching for the mechanism for a bomb in an obviously fake piece of inexplicable equipment. Surveillance maybe?

He's pretty sure he's not in Liberty State, anymore.]

Oh, here we go. [Traces of his Balkan accent in those sarcastic sounding words he goes back around to the front of the soda machine, not creeping along for the time being and with his rifle lowered at his side. He's ready to hop behind that thing defensively though.]

((OOC: New person, new character. Niko Bellic from GTA IV. Snarky bastard but pretty friendly and easy to reason down.))

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[Kai walks up, his head down, already digging in his pocket for change. He doesn't glance up until he's managed to get a few quarters in his grasp, and then he just blinks at the man in front of the soda machine. Huh, someone new. At least, he hasn't seen him before.

Oh, and he has a gun, too. Wonderful. At least he's not waving it around.]

The machine's not out, is it?

[That's polite and non-threatening, right?]

[That gun is nearly jerked up, too, and he takes a step back at the voice. But... alright, that's just change. Sure.]

I don't know. It's ah- [He was looking for bombs and surveillance systems???] I haven't really checked. [But he backs up some more, way back, to give Kai some room and to keep an eye on potential exits.]

Where is this? This is the first time my city has ever fucked off and left me somewhere strange.

[Kai should probably be more worried, considering, but nope. Not really in the mood for it. Instead he just gives the other man a shrug and goes up to get his soda. No threat here. Just a teenager who realized he was out of Coke.]

Oh good, it's still got some. [Yay, cold soda. He grabs the can, turning back around.]

Hope you don't mind a forced vacation. You're on an island in the middle of nowhere, basically, and we can't leave. Well, in a school on an island in the middle of nowhere.

[He sounds way too comfortable with the idea of that now.]

[How. How did he get to another island? He watches that can of soda with the concern of it being a secretly grenade until the kid's been holding it for a moment.]

You seem pretty alright with this. Don't this bother you?

[No, Niko. This isn't English grammar.]

No ships go by? No nothing? What were the loud sounds I hear before? [Between dragons and everything else, it's hard to say.]

[He doesn't need grenades, he has other tricks up his sleeve.]

...Yeah, actually. But I've been here eight months, I think I'm finally adjusting. Not that I want to. Getting back home would be the best thing ever.

[Despite what he'd be going home to. It's the people waiting for him that matter in the end. At the mention of ships he shakes his head, looking almost amused.]

Not unless you count making your own raft, and the tide just pulls you back anyway. Someone tried it once a while ago. There's an invisible barrier over this place, so trying to fly out isn't an option either. Loud sounds? Probably one of the resident idiots.

[If that had happened a week ago he might have gone and looked; today, he didn't really care what it was as long as the building didn't explode. Kai pops the tab on the can and takes a sip before giving the man a slight grin.]

Sorry, you're stuck for a while. But it's not terrible here, when the weird stuff's not happening. I'm Kai Jaeger.

[He never thought he'd be pleased to discover a can of soda wasn't a weapon.] I'm Niko Bellic. That is... Japanese German name? [Just checking.] I think I have had better vacations than kidnapping.

[His expression changes slightly with that. He might have to check that invisible barrier thing at some point.]

How far out is this wall?

[He survived swimming out of the Adriatic. If the current is manageable, he could at least try to see what the chances of bypassing it if the raft thing can be managed again. Not that it will do him much good, but he's unfortunately stubborn to a fault.

He still has a list of dead friends that he owes a brutal vengeance for. It is likely he'll be convinced to calm down with the idea later, but futility is a concept that he has to come around to.]

[Around here, only if it gets pitched at someone's head.]

Nice to meet you. [Niko's not pointing the gun at him or otherwise threatening him, so it actually is.] The last bit, yeah. Not sure about my first, but my mom has a weird sense of humor, so it probably is Japanese. I'll have to ask someday.

[Kai makes a small face at the question, playing with the can's tab.] It's really out there, though I think you'll have a tough time reaching it. The riptide's pretty bad. I don't think it's possible to swim under it, either. Most of the reason we even know the thing's there is because nothing that's been thrown at it can get through it. Rocks, magic, you name it, it just...bounces off or dissipates.

[Though he himself has yet to try anything other than the Corridors. Just finding out those wouldn't lead anywhere but other parts of the island was enough to deter him for a while.]

Feel free to try, though. Someone's got to figure a way out at some point.

Magic?

[Yes, sadly, he's one of those. No magic where he comes from; but that might be obvious from the gun. There's not even a tone of disbelief, instead somewhere between confusion and resignation. He's now becoming increasingly sure he's asleep.]

Well, it can be worse as far as dreams go.

[His are usually pretty terrible. This one is just perplexing. Not that he likes being lost, but it's better.]

Yeah, some of us can do actual magic. Since we're all from different places - most of us, anyway - the type of magic varies.

[He'd volunteer to show him, but you know, gun. He can't help the small grin at the dream comment, however.]

Oh no, you're awake, trust me. As far as you can trust someone you just met, anyway. This is all plenty real, but you'll wish some of it was a dream.

[Kai holds up his free hand and starts ticking points off on his fingers.]

The whole school flooded once, complete with sea life. There was a blackout that lasted for days, and be glad you missed that, the darkness didn't exactly feel normal; in October the entire building disappeared and all that was left was the foundation. You just missed the last annoying thing, where we were snowed in for a week. [The grin gets a little bigger suddenly.] Just wait until you've found the Northern Wing.

[Okay Kai, quit being a pest. He takes another sip as the smile fades before gesturing with the can.]

Good news is the dorms aren't bad! You'll probably end up having to share with someone eventually but at least it's like a little apartment. I can help you find an empty one if you want.

[The expression that crosses his face at all that information? Priceless. Of course he doesn't believe it, but that's to be expected under the circumstance. He's moving with it, though, because that's the best he can do.]

Northern Wing.

[A statement, not a question. He's wondering what sort of set-up is there.]

Alright. I go with you. [He's going to check those locks obsessively when he gets there. Without really raising it, he motions with his gun, along the ground. Go ahead.

He's not planning to put that down.]

[Kai watches for his reaction and outright laughs at it before clearing his throat.]

Sorry! But your- yeah. You'll get used to things, don't worry. Or at least some of it. [Just going to answer that as if it is a question. He'd end up asking anyway.] The Northern Wing's kind of creepy in general, and some of the rooms have junk or are empty, but I've heard of others that affect the people in them. I've been lucky enough not to trip over those when I've gone exploring.

[As Niko agrees, Kai nods and turns to head back the way he came, toward the East Wing dorms. He's not all that fond of having a gun at his back, even if it's not aimed at him, so he drops back almost immediately to walk nearly side by side with the man.]

Just curious, but your accent...Are you Russian? I've only met one other guy here that was, and he was... [Unnerving? Yep, that covered most of it.] unnerving. Pulled a gun on me and everything when all I was doing was playing with my dog. That and he looked at me like I was a piece of meat.

[Ha ha, over-sharing there. Kai rolls his eyes at himself before glancing over at Niko.] I don't have anything against it! My mom's Russian and German, so.

[He snorts at the observation about the Russian, allowing it to distract from his thoughts about a wing that's actually probably pretty terrible and the urge to make the stupid decision to have a look at it. Don't do stupid things until later.]

No, but I have worked for them. I've met plenty like that. They have a hard life from a hard place. I've met many good ones, too. But I'm a Slav, a Serb.

[It's easier than figuring out what country he's from anymore. The one he was born in is now six separate ones after the War, so he has trouble saying which one he came out of.]

I'm kind of bad with accents. [Now he feels a little awkward.] This guy, he was a Major. Kind of glad I haven't seen him since. My grandparents apparently weren't the best people either, but my mom turned out okay. ['Eventually' goes unsaid.]

[Kai will keep silent that he was terrible in history and geography class, so to avoid making a bigger idiot out of himself he'll change the subject. Sort of.]

So what kind of work did you do? [Considering the gun he's carrying around, probably not anything legal.]

It's alright. Mine is ah... a little strange. [It's a bit all over the place, even for a Slav. It the people he grew up around.

But now he can't help himself, as he's a terrible person.] I am a ballet dancer.

[Nope, sorry, just going to crack up laughing now, he'll apologize in a minute. He had the weirdest image of the guy pirouetting in a tutu with that gun strapped to him. After a few moments Kai gets himself under control, glad he wasn't drinking his soda when Niko answered.]

Ah, sorry! No, seriously. There aren't any cops around here, if you're worried about that. Nobody really seems to care what we do.

[Except for the cranky old lady on the intercom, but she didn't count.]

Odds and ends. [He guesses that's the best description. He doesn't want to admit exactly what he has experience with; some of it's more distasteful than the rest. He's not just paranoid, he just doesn't want to talk about it with what seems to be an even minded kid. He doesn't need to know about that stuff.

Never mind he just explained this chaos. Niko has his bizarre principles to stick to.]

Is there a reason we're here?

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...Odds and ends. [Yep, nothing legal. But he's not going to prod him about it. While Kai's seen some pretty screwed up stuff, he knows it's nothing like whatever this guy might've done. Better to just keep his experience with it to movies and video games.]

If there is, the lady on the intercom's never explained it. I mean, she'll come on from time to time and tell us we're supposed to be learning, but that's pretty much it. I think we're just here for her amusement. Or someone else's.

[Certainly not the lunch lady's. Edna looks like she'd rather be cooking them into the meals when he has the misfortune of seeing her. Speaking of...]

You'll want to stay away from the cafeteria food, that junk probably can kill you. You can cook stuff in your dorm room's kitchen; it's easy to get the food itself from the Culinary classroom. The nurse'll patch you up if you get hurt, and we've got a pretty good gym down this way, among other stuff. At least you won't be bored.

[Hopefully. Boredom leads to bad decisions like exploring places you shouldn't, or irritating the resident idiots for fun.]

[Rest assured Niko, at some point, irritates everyone.] Yes, I think I saw the lady dragon. I did not stay there for too long. She seemed very loud.

[Niko is immediately dodging the lunch lady.]

How long have some of you been here? Ain't no one make it out yet? [Somewhere he picked up the word "ain't".]

[Hopefully not enough to get shanked. Kai can speak from recent experience there.]

Lady dragon? [He has to frown at that, because his first thought is something else entirely from what Niko's probably talking about.]

Uh...I think there might be a few people that've been here longer than me, but not by much. Not sure. Sometimes people vanish and don't come back, but I don't have a clue where they go. Home, if they're lucky.

[And off to the side, an arcade! Also a laser tag arena. Fun times.]

[Luckily Niko is the sort of man that sort of expects shanking. He has spent enough times in prison. At least here people come back. But shanking should never compromise who you are as a person, that being a smartass.

He does lean to look at the arcade with curiosity. He's more of a pool and darts guy- but it's enough to draw his attention.]

Why can't nobody find the person responsible? Has anyone before? [He's striding after again.]

[Kai wasn't. Of course, considering how often he went out of his way to piss a certain someone off, it shouldn't have been much of a surprise.

It changes nothing.]

She's not on the island. Or she's hidden really well if she is. People have been all over this place, it's not very big. [Kai slows down and waits for him to catch up before continuing.] We've got a room with regular games too, if the arcade's not your thing.

Eh... [He sounds a little dismissive at the moment.] Considering the circumstances I am hardly relaxed for games. [Give him time. At least he slings the rifle over his shoulder instead of having it primed. He's trying to focus on getting a layout in case of an emergency.]

I don't blame you. I spent my first day just skulking around the shadows, trying to get a feel for the place. That and looking for my friend, I thought she was here somewhere. [He tries not to think about that day too often, to be honest. Once it had finally sunk in that 'Jem was nowhere to be found, it was almost enough to make him panic. She was just twelve, she shouldn't be on her own.]

[Ah, and there goes the gun into a non-threatening position. Thank you Niko, he can relax a little more now.]

You know, I wish I could give you a map or something, but the building's simple enough. It's pretty much a hexagon; just follow a hallway and you can walk straight through the whole place. There are doors that lead out to the courtyard, and the front doors take you out to the rest of the island. [Kai laughs to himself quietly. He's become a tour guide! It's not much longer before they enter the dorm wing, and he gestures to the multitude of doors.]

This is the East Wing. Any room that's unlocked is usually free to take. Most of us lock them once we've moved in. Best way to be sure is to check the dresser and closet, though. If it's empty, you can have it.

[He's become a tour guide to a pretty wary, slow guy. Who keeps stopping to take paranoid stock but then hurries to catch up. He is listening, though.]

Well, at least I have warning to get out quick if I suddenly find Russian panties in a drawer.

[He gives him sort of a helpless shrug. Sure. He can do that.]

[Not that Kai minds that. He shouldn't be walking so fast anyway.]

How can you tell if they're Russian?

[No Kai, don't ask that. Not wanting to know is Go.]

Uh, never mind.

[Talking about girls and their underwear still makes him blush...even after seeing Karasu in her's. Damn school. Just going to go and try one of the doors himself, yep. Locked, okay. Next one!]

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