[ For countless hours, Daisy Johnson has made her way through the files stored in Town Hall, looking for any crumb of information that might provide some clue as to what's going on here. After weeks of searching, she has nothing to show for her effort aside from a few papercuts on fingers already decorated with a rainbow of bruises. She's inhaled more dust than she cares to think about, but she hasn't managed to put together a single piece of this frustrating puzzle.
What she has gotten to do, however, is meet a variety of new arrivals who all seem to inevitably end up in the building. Whether it's a blessing or a curse, she's not the least bit surprised anymore to emerge from one of the many offices to find another unfamiliar face standing in front of the bulletin board. Honestly, she's getting a bit tired of playing welcome wagon, but there's no turning back now.
With her hands tucked into pockets, she takes a few steps closer until she can read the names written quite fancily on the paper. The identical last name is enough to make a leap or two in guesswork. ]
Your family? [ There's a sense of understanding in her tone that she doesn't hide but also doesn't layer on extra thick. Everyone here is missing someone, after all. ]
the end approaches—
What she has gotten to do, however, is meet a variety of new arrivals who all seem to inevitably end up in the building. Whether it's a blessing or a curse, she's not the least bit surprised anymore to emerge from one of the many offices to find another unfamiliar face standing in front of the bulletin board. Honestly, she's getting a bit tired of playing welcome wagon, but there's no turning back now.
With her hands tucked into pockets, she takes a few steps closer until she can read the names written quite fancily on the paper. The identical last name is enough to make a leap or two in guesswork. ]
Your family? [ There's a sense of understanding in her tone that she doesn't hide but also doesn't layer on extra thick. Everyone here is missing someone, after all. ]