niteo_nix | one┆[text]

[Nesreca, you have a new resident. Due to some unforeseen circumstances, he has found himself near some dilapidated buildings somewhere in Russia, and not on a boat in a rainstorm. Unfortunately, nothing of his initial reaction to finding himself suddenly compatriotless, in entirely the wrong location, is recorded. But trust me, it had been fairly loud. After scrambling up and down buildings and yelling at nothing for a bit, he takes a moment to calm a little and survey the situation. At which point he discovers the PDA.

The following is typed with the slow deliberateness of someone testing out a rather dubious device, picking at the little virtual keys one by one.]

asdfg12345
;mnb,. /'

[--And then he accidentally hits enter. Which doesn't appear to do much... Alright, so it's like a tiny, hand-held, paperless typewriter. Which seems like a stunningly useless waste of technology. How is this any more convenient than writing on a piece of paper? And why the hell was it in his pocket? They must've slipped it in as part of the new uniform...

...And then, it occurs to him that it may serve as some sort of text-only golem. Seems like the sort of thing the Order would invent, anyway.

So, while he makes his way through Nesreca searching for any sign of activity, he types, on the off chance that anyone is reading this:]

answer.