First Injection. [audio/video/action for new bark town.]

[bluedespitebeing]

[For a few seconds, the audio feed only gives off static. Crackles of life soon follow, as well as cuts and bits of a woman's voice.]

--ou broke i-- --y? I told y-- --ot-- --row it.

[Yep, barely out of the box and it seems that this newcomer has already trashed her gear pretty well. There's a static-filled sigh, though she doesn't seem particularly upset with whoever she's speaking to.]

Wonder if it st-- --ks. --at's-- --light? Hello? If anyo-- --ear m--

--isa. Lisa G-- --nd. Where a-- --le-- --Hill?

[The woman falls silent for a few moments. Apparently, she had been figuring out the buttons, as the audio feed switches to a weak video. It shows a wide-eyed blonde. Maybe it's the flickering screen or the slightly-distorted picture, but it almost looks like there's...blood on her clothes--a nurse uniform.]

Is-- --van? I tho-- --s dead...

[And the feed ends there. Sorry, but any replies from Lisa will be pretty choppy for a while, it seems!]

[ooc: Getting this in before tomorrow's teeth-pulling. Tags might be slow over the weekend, but I will do my best!]

Comments

[video]

[tapestodiane]

<sub>[Wait wait back up a second. Cooper's pretty sharp, and for one, he noted the blod, and secondly, he has a suspicion he might know what 'Hill' place she's talking about.]

[Obviously, a concerned frown is the immediate response.]</sub>

-- Ma'am? Are you okay?

[video]

[bluedespitebeing]

[Oh good, the communicator thing still works for...the mostpart. Lisa pauses a second to consider his question.

She was physically fine, she supposed, but her mind was kind of...reeling.]

I-- --ink so. Just conf--.

[video]

[tapestodiane]

<sub>[Well, that's something. And her confusion is both understandable and easy to get started on.]

[He looks a mixture of reassuring and curious when he answers.]</sub>

There's no blaming you for that. Put simply, you're in a different world. But I suspect it's better than the one you came from.

[video]

[bluedespitebeing]

[He earns a weak, crackling chuckle for that. Her expression through the static is one part nervous and two parts relieved.]

--lly have no idea...

[Video]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[If there's one thing that guarantees an instant, almost visceral reaction out of Heather Mason (or anyone else who'd been fortunate enough to have a radio bestowed upon them in Silent Hill), it's the sound of static.]

[Hearing this message rakes all the hairs on the back of her neck up on end and she almost drops the half-full can of soda she'd been idly drinking from as she whips around to face her 'Gear.]

[What the-- UGH, people breaking their shit again... what moron designed it so that even the slightest ding on those things would fill their messages with static? Not that MOST people could be triggered by the sound of it the same way SHE was, but-- ... wait a second.]

[She'd gone to pick it up and turn it off, but something about that voice sounds.... very ... familiar.]</sub>




.... Li... sa....?

_{[.... holy shit.]}

[Video]

[bluedespitebeing]

[...Well gee, that sure is a familiar face, if an unexpected one. Sure, this girl looks a hell of a lot healthier than Lisa's once-upon-a-time patient, and she was, you know, blonde, but she was still recognizable.

So hello, Alessa-reincarnate, how are you today? Oh, my heartbeat just went up a couple notches, no big deal.]

Alessa? No, i-- --e... H-- --you...?

[Video]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Yeeep. ... Older, tanner, more freckled, and most importantly not deformed and stunted and misshapen by horrific burns... but otherwise? The resemblance is pretty uncanny to someone who'd known her in that past life. Someone like Lisa.]

[If Heather herself had any doubts, they're erased at the sound of her true na-- ... no. Her old name.]

[Her shock is probably reflected on her face-- as surprised as she was to see Lisa, she's even more surprised that she's recognized... being so different than she used to be.]</sub>

Lisa-- I-- .... you're breaking up. What the hell did you do to your 'Gear?

_{[... Oh yeah. The other thing that had changed since the days when Lisa knew Alessa? Now she's rude and brash. ... Often without thinking. This is one of those times. Heather slaps a hand to her face immediately. Whoops.]}

I mean-- ... are you okay?

[video]

[no_ufo_ending]

<sub>[Hi, Lisa! Have a drowsy looking photographer.]

[Henry stares at the feed for a little bit, wondering if his own gear is messing up. He shakes it.]</sub>

Hello?

[video]

[bluedespitebeing]

[Why hello there, Henry.]

Hello? H-- --don't know how m-- --through. Can you-- --ot here?

[She's not used to being the one needing lots of answers. That's only for protagonists.]

[video]

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Henry frowns a little. 8( Wow what a bad connection.]}]

Hang on.

_{[He's from the land of CRAPPY CELL PHONES so Henry walks out onto the hotel balcony and holds his gear up a little, thinking that will help.]}

You're breaking up really bad.

[video]

[used_trick]

[The solution to a poor video connection? Yelling and speaking slowly, obviously.]

I! THINK! SOMETHING'S! WRONG! WITH! YOUR! GEAR-THING!

[Harley totally has this technology down.]

[video]

[bluedespitebeing]

[Obviously.]

I'm s-- --ow it's m-- --up. A pin-- --ure threw i--.

[Teach her how to technology, Harley, because you are clearly the person to do just that.]

Re: [video]

[used_trick]

TRY TURNIN' IT OFF AN' BACK ON AGAIN!

[Clearly Harley is the best technology instructor.]

[Video]

[show_my_cannons]

Stop poking those buttons. No one can understand you.

[Video]

[bluedespitebeing]

I'm no-- --tic on pur--.

[Lisa's frowns a little, but it's more curious than irritated.]

I-- --way to g-- --other one of these?

[Video]

[show_my_cannons]

What was that?

[video]

[vulpesvivus]

[Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear a woman in distress and possibly bloody--and wait, was she talking about what he thought she was?]

[First things first.]

Are you alright?

[video]

[bluedespitebeing]

[Sure, Lisa is shaken. but she'd been shaken since before she arrived, so...]

I think. I me-- --ight as I could be.

[Gosh, people that aren't possessed by parasites and going around slashing knives at people sure are nice.]

[video]

[vulpesvivus]

That's good; I mean, at least you aren't hurt.

What's your name? I'm Hal Emmerich--you can just call me Hal.

latest tag is latest. feel free to ignore [video]

[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

[Harry was just flipping through vidoes. Wait...wait...]

Lisa? Lisa is that you?

[A small togepi, as that is also her name, pops over to look at the screen.]

[audio] PFFT, yeah right.

[bluedespitebeing]

[By this point, Ironhide has convinced her to damage her gear again, so while there is no longer a video function available to her, the audio option seems to be working for the time being.

And while you can't see it, Harry, this nurse here is both relieved and happy that you've contacted her. And not at all surprised, thanks to Heather.]

Harry!

[video]

[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

[Harry sighs in relief.]

Lisa, how are you? Did you just get here? Have people explained things to you?

[Video] Sorry it's so late, but I had to tag!

[metatrolled]

[First a static that gives even Vincent- a man who was usually on top of all the otherworld business- memories.Second, the name; he doesn't take much notice of it until he swears he hears... Lisa G- and 'Hill'... Could she be?

The video confirms it. She must be from Silent Hill... and the name. Is she the nurse who was said to have looked after Alessa?]

Interesting...

[voice] perfectly fine!

[bluedespitebeing]

[Again, this is post-throwing her gear a second time, so that video function? Doesn't exactly work too well for Lisa, but the audio function comes in nearly-crystal clear. And the tone in that simple, one-word reply has Lisa's curiosity hooked.]

...Interesting?

[voice] perfectly fine!

[metatrolled]

[He pauses before responding, also in voice.]

Does the name... Alessa, mean anything to you?

[If it didn't and she's just another Lisa who happened to be a nurse, etc, etc. then the name's just another name. It means nothing.]