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[He's done enough looking around before actually making himself known on the network. It had occurred to him originally to hide his identity but given other people in residence, he's pretty sure it wouldn't last regardless.

When the video initializes, he's sitting at the dining table in the pod he's been given, or the one he woke up in anyway. All the prints matched, so it was his for now at least.]

Bonjour, neighbors. [And yes, he is eating a sandwich while he's talking.] The name's Remy, and I guess we'll be sharin' space for a while. Got some questions, though.

[His voice is deep, smooth, and heavily Acadian accented. He sets down his triangle-cut sandwich slice on the plate next to him.]

What sorta stuff can a homme expect 'round here, eh? I don't reckon our host took all the time out of its day just to give us luxury accommodations in this here premiere under-the-sea home away from home, non? Also, while we're talkin', my name ring any bells with anybody? Just curious. Bon chance, mes amies, hope to hear from y'all soon.

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[Llewellyn tended to keep an eye out for new faces, especially new faces with questions. He remembered what it was like to wake up here and find himself very confused. Although, this man seemed pretty relaxed considering he’d woken up in a reverse fishbowl at the bottom of the ocean. And hey! He actually recognized the accent. So he offered a small nod and a wave,]

Mm... Bonjour, Remy? I’m detective Llewellyn Watts, and circumstances aside, it’s nice to meet you.

[Because he supposed that just because he liked being here, didn’t mean everyone liked waking up here.]

I would say what you can expect is for it to be difficult to know what to expect? This place tends to be... rather chaotic at times. Other times its almost routine, even concerning its unfortunate side-effects.

Nice to meetcha either way, Detective. [He put a small emphasis on the first syllable of the world jokingly.]

'less, of course, you're the one who set all this up, then we gonna have words.

[He nodded, and while he maintains that friendly smile, the hard set of his black eyes suggests he understands the gravity of the situation.]

Ain't the first time I seen something like this. It ain't ever pretty, but in my experience, most situations are what you make of 'em.

Um... Nope, I can honestly say that words of that nature aren’t necessary. I’m not from here either, I’ve just been here long enough to have seen a lot.

[He responded with a light shrug, before adding,]

And you can call me Llewellyn, or just Watts. Most people do, I’ve gotten used to the fact that the expected social etiquette is a little more relaxed here than in my world.

[And honestly, he liked it a lot; it was nice. Less formal, less need to try to build yourself up to be something you weren’t to be accepted by the group.]

And that makes sense? That you have prior experience, I mean... You’re a little less alarmed than some of the people who’ve arrived here?

[Which was honestly kind of fascinating, and something he’d want to hear about in detail considering someone with experience in a situation like this could be quite helpful.]

I can appreciate your outlook though, it’s... not ideal sometimes, but I’ve found it’s not all bad.

[And yes, it’s said with a tone that suggested he had found a lot of ‘not bad’ points to living here and was a little afraid that saying so would invite disaster. ... Because usually it did.]

Good to know, homme.

[He nodded his acceptance with a smile.]

Llewellyn it is, then. Pleasure.

[He rolled his shoulder in a casual, noncommittal shrug.]

Panic ain't never solved a thing. Just gets a body all worked up for nothin'. Better to see how everybody else plays in the pool than assumin' it's fulla piranhas, non?

Certainly, panic does tend to make most situations worse.

[He should know, he’s rather prone to it.]

Is there anything in particular about this ‘pool’ that you want to know more about? I could give you a rundown on a little of everything... but I also remember when I arrived that a lot of people were very helpful.

[And he’s not about to bore Remy with things he’s possibly already heard.]

Don't really know where to start, mon ami. That's the problem with new worlds, non? No idea where to start. 'Course, just gettin' the names of friends is a good start. You been around here long, Llew?

[Huh... He hadn’t heard that nickname since... Well, a few months before he’d arrived here. Since only his brothers had ever called him that, and most people called him ‘Watts’ he hadn’t really expected to hear it again. It might have caught him a little off guard. It wasn’t bad! Not really, it just made him a little nostalgic.]

Oh... Uhhhh... [He rubbed the back of his neck absentmindedly as he tried to remember.] I’ll have been here a year as of next month. I know people who’ve been here for longer though, and people arrive or disappear all the time.

A year. [Remy has a stellar poker face, but if Watts is paying attention, he'll notice how adverse Remy is to that length of time, though he tries to play it off.]

Good to know. You plannin' anything for your anniversary, Llew?

[And when Llewellyn is focused on someone, he tends to notice things. Just the very subtle general ‘No thank you’ in his reaction to the news. The detective couldn’t blame him, he knew there were many here who had very important things to get back to in their lives.]

Yup— a year... Like I said though, some people are here for longer or not long at all.

[Hey, he’s trying to be helpful... kind of.]

The question gets a small shrug, though his tone is thoughtful now. The year really had crept up on him.]

I hadn’t really thought of it...? I’ve been rather preoccupied of late, so I hadn’t realized until you reminded me. I’ll have to think on that.

And let me guess: The Sphere decides it all.

[He scoffs ruefully.]

I don't know if it's somethin' to celebrate, but why not make it so, eh?

I’m afraid so, I would say those who leave sooner must not meet the necessary requirements to take part in its experiment.

[He frowned a little, considering after the fact that it might not have sounded particularly comforting.]

So uh... If you would like to leave sooner, I suppose you could hope that you don’t meet whatever the requirements are.

[He managed a rather clumsy grin, appreciating Remy’s attitude towards celebrating.]

I can think of a few people who certainly wouldn’t want to celebrate... But I can think of one or two personal reasons to do so. Like I said, not everything about this place is terrible.

It might help to know what those requirements happen to be, non?

[He smiles at that, though, nodding.]

Sometimes you gotta celebrate what you got wherever it's at. Life's short and can be damned terrible.

That I can’t answer? Well, at least not without any confidence... It’s said that all it needs from us is our presence and for us to live our lives while it tries to answer ‘The Question.’ It gave me a sizeable headache when I asked what that was, so I don’t recommend asking it that... But! It seems to have something to do with what happened here before us, when it’s kind all mysteriously died.

[He paused, then waved his hand a bit vaguely as though to get his thoughts back on track.]

But one could at least consider the possibility that those who don’t uh... adapt as well into living here like others do might be sent home sooner? If that is indeed of utmost importance for the experiment. Of course, it might be a combination of any number of other factors as well. Like I said, I can’t answer with confidence.

[He lowered his hands finally, expression a little more subdued for a moment at the statement. It’s gone a moment later though, offering a small smile instead.]

Life certainly can be... But yes, that’s why I’ve been trying to learn to accept the good things when I find them or they find me.

The Question? The Ultimate Question? Of Life, The Universe, and Everything? [It had actually started out as a joke, but ask he was speaking he had the dawning realization that might actually be exactly what Watts was talking about. He's not actually sure what to do with that information.]

Un moment. This Sphere's tryin' to work out just what happened to its own people by watchin' us, but it don't expect anything special from us, and it subjects us all to difference crisis situations? ...Llew, what if, and bear with me on this one, homme, its tryin' to work out how they died to try to, I don't know, undo it?

[It’s so very sad that the joke would have gone over Llewellyn’s head.

He listened though, brow furrowing more deeply as the man came to an end of his hypothesis.]

Based on the conversation I had with the Sphere earlier this month... I would say that’s a very good possibility? It said it didn’t know why they all died, and it’s all alone now. It could be lying, or it might not be the full story given it doesn’t seem to know how to communicate with us... But that’s possibly not far off... Although it already has the ability to bring us back from the dead should something happen, but maybe there’s something about its species that prevents that.

Mon dieu...

[He shook his head.]

Well, this is gonna take some watchin', non? This the first time the Sphere opened up like that?

No, it has spoken to people... twice before? Once when something happened with some kind of infectious moss, which was before my time... Then a second time a few months ago when uh— things started disappearing and shutting down.

[He sighed a little, that was a very long story.]

This was the first time I was able to have a proper conversation with it. I asked if it would consider speaking to us again in the future, but... I’m afraid it only said it would consider it.

You didn't happen to ask why it chose to this time, did ya?

Yes, I did. [Not in the most professional manner but...] It indicated that it wanted to see what we’d do... The same as most of what happens here.

Personality tests. [Remy himself is not a scientist, but he's known several throughout his life.]

...and it's tryin' to replace it's own people, which are very different from us.

...wonder if it's tryin' to work out a better simulation, but it's got to know what makes us tick first...

That... could be part of it. Given it can already bring us back from the dead, one does wonder what about us specifically it’s trying to figure out.

[It was all very complicated, especially since he also wasn’t a scientist.]

Maybe it’s more about the soul and mind than body? [He... sounds more like he’s talking to himself now. Musing out loud, given he hadn’t really had a chance to discuss this with anyone as of yet.] If it’s tried to revive one of its kind and found that was the problem...? Perhaps that was the thing that kept it from being successful before... A thing that even humans couldn’t comprehend, thus making it unable to explain its ‘question’ fully.

It did tell me it doesn’t wish to permanently harm us though, which apparently is a risk from communicating with us too often. Then there’s the fact that after being brought back too many times, it is unable to do so properly. We lose parts of ourselves, from what I understand. Memories.

[Finally he paused, brows furrowing a bit.]

Uh— probably more speculation than you wanted to hear on your first day, though.

To be honest, homme, this whole thing ain't the weirdest I ever heard, and it does make sense. We ain't gonna be answer to answer its question 'bout its peoples' souls, though. I hope it understands that.

[That gets a curious tilt of his head,]

It’s not the weirdest thing? Well... That might not be that surprising compared to other arrivals. I’m starting to think my world is a rarity.

Naw, just lucky, I'd say. Why don't you tell me a little about it?

Mm... Well, similar to many people who arrive here... my world does seem to follow the standard of being ‘earth?’ But unlike other worlds, there doesn’t appear to be anything like magic that’s been proven yet. I’ve had a few people suggest reasons for that. It’s also rather... outdated to places like this by comparison? Some have said my world is likely the past of their own.

[He absentmindedly rubbed the back of his neck, a little uncertain if he was explaining anything well.]

I’m from Toronto, Ontario, in Canada. The uh— year when I arrived here was 1905. I’m... not sure if that means anything to you though, depending on what kind of world you’re from.

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