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[hannya]

[After taking two weeks to familiarize himself with the city, Majima doesn't feel all that much less out of his depth than he did when he got there. He's memorized some of the streets and alleys, learned some local lingo, and most importantly, started to scout out some of the clubs in the entertainment district. If he doesn't get a job to occupy himself soon, he's going to go nuts.

He's got some ideas of where to look, but some of the clubs seem a bit more... permissive than he's used to. Majima doesn't quite get the network stuff yet, but it seems like a good place to poll for info.]

So has anyone out there found some decent places to go drinkin' yet? 'Cause if they need bouncers, seems like a good enough way to pay rent eventually.

[His ambitions are slightly higher than that, but always a good way to get a foot in the door if you know how to kick people out of it.]

And I wouldn't mind knowin' what's the closest thing this planet's got to whiskey, either.

Comments

[hannya]

Don't think she'd tell us who she was if it was that simple.

[Majima is all for some good paranoia, but Darma doesn't seem like the egotistical type. Doesn't seem like the personality type at all, if he's honest; the Orbiters are stiff as cardboard. He's met a few narcissists in his time, and she's not down on the ground parading herself.]

Must be some of that prime directive shit, or whatever they call it.

[smithandwesson]

Heh, we can only be so lucky.

[Sanzo still didn't fully trust it. Between the specific knowledge the Orbiters seemed to possess and the churches set up in droves dedicated to their existence, he wouldn't put it past them. Flat as cardboard or otherwise.]

As specific as some of the passages in their scriptures seem to be, it can't all just be coincidence. There are names and situations that actually did occur, and they are recorded far too exactly to the truth.

Makes me wonder if some of the people here in Olympia know more than we were let on.