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1 Audio Broadcast & 2 Open Logs

Who; Llewellyn & Anyone!
What; 1 Audio broadcast & 2 Open Logs
Where; The logs are at the Historium & the market!
When; Over the first couple weeks in May!
Warnings; Nothing to start, will update if anything happens!

1 - Tellphone

[Clearing his throat a little, Llewellyn tried to think of where to start, he’s been snooping around for a few days and compiling some notes.]

Hello! I’m sure everyone is rather used to these sorts of broadcasts now, but uh— I’ve only just arrived in the last few days. My name is Llewellyn Watts-Maresh, to get introductions out of the way.

I’ve been catching up on the goings on already, seems like there’s a lot going on right now that I’d like to offer my assistance with. So! I’ll skip directly to the main point of my broadcast.

While this world is a significant improvement on my last... I’m finding myself in need of a starting point. I’m accustomed to having an office to work from, but I don’t believe I’ll have the funds to open something myself from the start. Is there possibly a private investigation firm already that would be looking for a detective? I… don’t need much space. I’ve gotten used to taking my work outdoors in the past, but a desk to keep my notes and work at on occasion would be appreciated.

[And he paused, humming a little as he mulled over a secondary thought he’d been playing with since he arrived.]

That aside, I’m also knowledgeable with floriography. Even if this worlds is different from my own, I’m a fast study. I’ve had practice in making arrangements for various meanings and occasions, and before I was pulled here I was dabbling in gardening…? So if anyone is looking for some part-time help there, I wouldn’t mind doing that on the side. I uh— I like to keep busy.

[And if he and his husband ever do figure out how to purchase a home, he knows they’ll need the money for it. Being cooped up in a small apartment is not ideal long term.]

Mm… That should do it, thank you.

2 - Historium

Llewellyn might have been a little slower to get here than he normally would have been, too distracted with this new world and getting his feet under him. But any sort of library was a good starting point to see what kind of references were available when you wanted to investigate and learn more about certain things about a place that might not be readily available through word of mouth. Or things that were just easier to find out on your own, as he was prone to doing.

It was… a lot more disorganized than the last giant library he’d frequented, but that actually wasn’t a big issue for the detective. His thought process already tended towards the chaotic and scattered, so he actually felt rather at home in the place. It wasn’t hard to start at one shelf, scan the titles, and grab something before he continued onward.

Anyone around the Historium would see Llewellyn either with a few books under his arm, or sitting on a table (using the chair as a footrest) and leafing through a selection curiously. Once in a while, he’d stop, jot a few thoughts down in messy scrawl in his notebook, and then continue reading…

He’s not so absorbed in his task that he doesn’t notice anyone else around him. Llewellyn could be quite paranoid and didn’t enjoy being surprised, so unless you’re particularly sneaky, he would be quite aware if someone were to approach…

3 - Market

There were several places that Llewellyn could be guaranteed to be found if you needed him. The first being where ever he worked (he truly was a workaholic at times), with his husband (obvious, perhaps), and the market… The last being because Llewellyn usually found himself in need of a snack every few hours, he tended to think better on a full stomach and his metabolism was rather high given how little he sat around.

It was also his other go to for making contacts and gathering information on a place. People talked, especially shop and food stall employees. They saw or heard about everything going on in the city, after all, and if you were a frequent enough customer, they tended to appreciate your business enough to be on friendly terms.

Given this was another new world… Llewellyn was starting from scratch. So over the course of his first few weeks in this place, through the day, he’d take a stroll through the market whenever he was feeling hungry. Every time he’d stop somewhere, he’d take a few minutes to chat and get to know the person working, he might not remember names right away, but if he stopped there frequently enough he’d start to commit things to memory (and he certainly wrote more important conversations down).

If approached, Llewellyn would actually be quite happy to talk, as long as no one minded his snacking… He’d even offer to share.

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Llewellyn offered a slightly small, thoughtful smile as his husband shook his head, “Maybe not good, I suppose… But we’re at least a little experienced. I think if we can work out what to expect from this world, along with getting what we need done to provide for ourselves, we’ll might be alright.”

It was odd, but if the subject were to be brought up, Llewellyn probably would have had to admit to being of a similar mind there. Things were different when you had a loved one around, so rather than throw himself into whatever sort of casework he could find, Llewellyn was more focused on other priorities.

He picked away at his food as he considered other things. Clearly not even today could stunt his appetite. “I’m going to try to find out what I can about this place, if there are things we should worry about… Er— Once we follow through with the first things on our current list, that is.”

He was eager to see their accommodations, after all. That in itself might shift priorities or focus on the list.

Yes, Rhy supposed they were lucky. They had been put through strange things before. And they had light in the sky and true wind and the air couldn't shut off. And there wasn't even those strange electric lights. Very nice.

"Yes. Housing first," he said as the server came over to tell them what was available. He ordered for them, already knowing his husband enough to know what Llewellyn would ask for. "We'll likely need clothes too. While you research, I'll gather what of our coin we might be able to spare, and put some clothes together for us."

Llewellyn couldn’t help the small smile as Rhy ordered for him, giving the server a polite nod in greeting before he went back to sorting through his bag. Tucking the key away for now and looking for the money that he’d been given.

Rhy was right after all, they were going to need clothing. “Mm… Yes, even just a change or two to start. Given what we’ve seen so far, I believe it’s doubtful that we’ve been provided any.” Plus it would give his husband a chance to see if there were any seamstress or tailors around to see about getting an apprenticeship to.

Grabbing the small pouch of coins that had been stowed in the bag, he put it on the table and slid it across to Rhy to keep with his own so they’d know what they had to work with. “And perhaps see if there’s anything simple we can keep at the apartment to eat…? I don’t know if eating out every meal is feasible until we find work.” Neither of them could cook, but Llewellyn supposed even sandwiches would do for some of their meals. Limiting them to dinner out, perhaps.

"Just a change or two," Rhy agreed. "Things not of the highest quality. I could repair what I must."

And it would indeed give him a chance about finding work. Surely that would be useful. He could even show the vest that had come with him as an example of his embroidery practice. There had to be something he could do to make all of this better.

"I think eating out might well be unwise. I think I could manage to make salads if fresh things are available."

How do they learn to cook?

“Exactly, just enough to change into as we need for now. Once we have a little more to work with, I’m sure we can expand.” It had been a long time since that had been a concern, so it would be a little strange… But priorities.

He was glad that Rhy agreed on the front of food, which might’ve been the more difficult point. “Salads are a good idea, loaf of bread and maybe some cheese… Simple things for now, and if we need to uh— improve upon that… We’ll figure it out as we go?” He responded a little awkwardly, thinking back to some of his past failed kitchen endeavours.

Llewellyn was quite certain his husband wouldn’t want a repeat of the few times he’d been in the kitchen in either their dormitory or their personal dome. Sometimes it was a wonder he and his brothers hadn’t gone hungry when Mrs. Young wasn’t around, though admittedly they’d been better at paying attention in the kitchen than he had been. He provided on occasion, and they helped.

Food, clothing, shelter, and then employment to provide it all further in the future. Yes, it was a good idea.

"I admit, I've not had to live simply save when the Sphere had us on really serious rations," Rhy sighed. He would need to figure it out.

Llewellyn supposed that was true, life before the sphere seemed so far away now… And the sphere had provided a lot for them, rather than make them work or worry over it. Well, aside from that one time.

He offered a small, comforting smile across the table, “We’ll manage, love. I did alright before I arrived at the sphere, and I was quite on my own… The difference between then and now is that we have each other.” He added, “There’s two of us to keep ahead of things rather than handling it all alone.”

Llewellyn propped his head up on his arm lightly, glancing around the tavern. It was such an oddly familiar atmosphere, “Even if it turns out that they aren’t the most uh— ideal accommodations to start with, having a roof over our heads will actually help with the cost considerably. Make it easier for us to adjust and figure out our next moves after we get the other priorities sorted.”

"Well then, shall we go explore and find these places once we have finished eating?"

IF they could be certain one thing was out of the way, they could start on the logical next steps.

Llewellyn nodded rather quickly at the suggestion, he was eager to eat… but just as eager to go out and see things with Rhy. After all, he wasn’t known for sitting still for long. Not when there were things that needed to be figured out, “Of course. Food first and then we’ll see what we can find.”

Glancing in the direction the server had gone, he wondered absently how long that might be. “It’s unfortunate that the welcome gift didn’t include a map. I’m not entirely sure where these apartments might be, we might have to ask someone which direction to start in.”

"Yes, but how useful are maps?" Rhy asked.

He supposed he was too used to the Sphere, where things changed how they connected constantly. maps were so useless there.

“Depends on how frequently things change here, I suppose…” He responded with a small frown, “But it wouldn’t be bad to start with a vague idea of directions while we try to figure things out.”

Though having a map meant he would have had less of an excuse concerning his penchant for getting directions messed up. Perhaps that was for the better for now, though he still was anxious to work out paths they could take. “I hope the buildings aren’t far from each other, at least.” He added, wondering how far apart these colour coded buildings might be from each other.

Well wasn't that an interesting point. Shouldn't it change a lot? The last place had. But yes, they should figure this out.

"If they are color coded, would it not be logical they are near each other to better justify applying color?

“Mm… I would hope, but I’m hesitant to believe things will simply be logical after the way some things in the last world were.” He responded, shaking his head a little. “We don’t yet know what they look like, or why we’ve even been assigned to specific buildings.” He was still glad to be here, and determined to make sure they had a place together, but the part of his brain that had to question things couldn’t help itself.

“But we’ll see… Maybe you could uh— ask someone on the way about which way we should head?” He added, returning to the topic of directions. After all, Rhy was more charming and better at approaching people. Or at least that was how it seemed to him, especially compared to how clumsy he could be at times.

"I suppose I'm more shocked that more than one world existed that were like Sphere."

But they would figure this out. Puzzles could be so very fun.

"Of course I will," Rhy promised with a grin. He'd ask their server. No doubt that would be enough. "And you'll help us navigate."

Llewellyn had to agree, it was very strange… Or maybe it wasn’t, if they considered just how many different worlds they’d learned about from other people at the Sphere. “It’s very odd… Makes me wonder how common they are and if there’s some sort of connection to how likely one is to end up in such a place rather than their own world if they’ve been somewhere already.”

That was something to think about later, when he had a good notebook and some time to sit and think. For now… there would be food, and things to figure out with Rhy. “Mm… I think that’s a good arrangement, we’ll make a nice team and find our way to our new home in no time.” Or homes, if they alternated, he supposed…

They were going to get lost. Llewellyn would undoubtedly get a left turn mixed up with a right turn and they’d get turned around. But at least they’d be lost together and figure it out eventually.

Well what an interesting question to ask. They would need to think that through. And speaking of food, it was now being carried over. Lovely.

"I always want to be a team with you."

Llewellyn’s attention was soon caught by the food being served, more than a little hungry by this point in the day. He’d been wandering for a while before happening upon Rhy… He hadn’t even realized how hungry he was until now. So further random musings and theories of the serious sort would have to wait.

With a polite word of thanks to the server, he turned his attention back to his husband with a fond tone. “As it happens, I hope to continue being a team with you as well, love.” Truly, it was good to be starting off their time here together as a team rather than adrift alone…

“We’ve seen the market, but I can’t help but wonder what other parts of this world are like, and how large it might be… I think we may be far less contained than we were at the sphere.” And he liked the idea of it, and of thinking on less serious matters while they ate. “Once we have the serious business sorted… We should see what there is to be seen here.”

"You shall," Rhy promised, his voice firm, fervent too. Llewellyn was all he had here, and together, perhaps, they could make a life for themselves. One free form the nightmares of the Sphere. One where people hadn't experienced their memories at that.

"We'll find paper," he suggests. 'So we can draw the routes we take, try and make a map if there is not one for us."

And wouldn’t that be nice… Not having your life on display for all the world to see would be a good difference here. There was much he would rather put behind him than talk about. A lot that he hadn’t been ready to talk about and might never be, and he knew Rhy was much the same. Now it would be their choice what they decided to talk about and share, it wouldn’t be forced.

At his husband’s tone, he smiled across the table. “Then I’ll be very happy here.” He responded quietly, but with a certainty in his voice. They could do this, they would make it work and even if it were a little difficult at first… He was glad that they had the chance to try.

His attention perked up at the mention of paper. “Yes, I have a pen already so if we could find some paper that would be a good idea.” Surely they could find some spare paper somewhere. On the off chance he had some scraps that weren’t covered in notes already, he put his cutlery down with a small hum and did a quick check.

Paper might not be as easy as he had thought. But he was pleased anyway.

"Come now, eat up," he said, gesturing to the stew and bread that had been brought to them, along with a weak brown ale. Rhy was going to be offended by that.

It might be, but Llewellyn was sure something could be figured out. He was resourceful when it came to documenting things or note taking, when he needed to write something down… He always found something.

His husband grabbed his attention, however, prompting him to stop sorting through his pockets and resume the meal. “Right— uh… After we eat, then.” He smiled a little, breaking off a piece of bread to dip in the stew. “Mm… It’s not bad.” He commented on the stew, glancing around. First meal in a new world, different from his first in the last place they’d been, but it felt fitting to be having his first meal here with Rhy…

The ale would be disappointing compared to what either of them were used to, but Llewellyn wouldn’t be complaining whenever he tried some. It was another little reminder to him of the taverns in his world that sometimes a partner of his would invite him out to.

Well they could live with lackluster ale. They could live with a lot of things. Rhy could live with a lot of things if he did so with Llewellyn. His love gave him strength.

“The bread is lovely. None of that processed stuff.”

White bread sucked.

Llewellyn offered a small grin at that, “I can’t help but agree… It’s nice to have it fresh.” It was nice to have a meal together in which he felt less uncertain of the food’s origins. Being stuck at the bottom of the sea in a place without wildlife or livestock of any sort had made him wonder often enough where their food came from. A topic of paranoid conversation he’d gone down once or twice with a few people, but tried to avoid for the most part. “It will be nice to walk through the market and see what we can find to keep at our apartments, see if we can mm… discover new favourite places together.” At the market and elsewhere, there seemed to be so much more to see here.

And because the food was good, and he was as hungry as he was, it didn’t take him long to work his way through the meal. Waiting patiently for or Rhy to finish so they could explore and find their way to the coloured buildings.

"New favorite places sounds like a delight. There has even seemed to be more greenery than the Agricultural Dome itself allowed for. Honestly, I did not see as much of that in my city as I would have liked. Just noble's gardens."

So that was definitely something he wanted to explore. And frankly, he was very happy to see that this place was familiar in some ways. The market here was so much more like home than the one in the Spheres. In fac, this just felt like home.

"Does this place also feel more familiar to you, to your world? I hope so."

He was nearly done wit his own meal, so it was nearly time to go home.

Llewellyn had to agree. The agricultural domes had been nice as a substitute for what they lacked in that place… But they hadn’t been like this world. “There is, I’ve even heard there is a forest on the edge of the city beyond the gates.” He responded with a lighter smile, it would be nice to go for a walk that far one day. The odd trip into the woods, camping under the stars, it was a pastime that he could enjoy on occasion back in his world. Even Detective Murdoch seemed to enjoy it, which was saying something considering how the man seemed to dislike the possibilities of getting a little dirty.

“Oh, yes, it really does. Aside from uh— things like the lack of electricity and street cars perhaps, it’s very close to what I know in my own world.” And that suited him well enough, fewer wires and the like to fuss with. “The markets, the little shops and even this tavern… Reminds me a lot of where I’m from.” He responded with a smile, finishing off his plate with a little of the bread and pushing it in gently with a satisfied smile. Even the food and the quality reminded him of his world, it felt more… real. Or at least it didn’t set off some of the paranoid thoughts he had in his own world.

He glanced across the table with a curious smile, noting his husband was also finished. “Are we ready to see where we call home now?”

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wrap soon?

Yeah sure! How about a little time skip to get them to the apartments for a couple tags then ftb?