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New arrivals this month¹:

1. Hermione Granger
2. Al Brown
3. George Ace
4. Phil
5. Unnamed young woman with light-coloured skin, silver hair, violet eyes, no other distinguishing features²
6. Toul
7. Lin Bei Fong

_{1: Specters not included.
2: If you can provide a name, please do so for the purpose of further classification.}

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[When it switches to video, Nobori gives the camera a salute.]

I request your forgiveness for the delay and thank you for your patience; unexpected circumstances prevented me from announcing this earlier this month. [As always, his delivery makes it sound more like he's using the phone as a stand-in for a public address system.]

I hope to announce the new arrivals at the start of each month, starting next month...!

If I've missed someone in my list, please correct me. Also, if anyone knows the name of the mysterious seventh person on this list, it would be of great help to me if you would share it with me. I'd prefer for this list to be complete.

That is all.

Onwards, to the next station! All aboard! [Nobori smiles and then makes one of his characteristic broad, dramatic pointing gestures, entirely forgetting that he's previously injured his upper arm— until it reminds him with a sharp pain that makes him end the recording with a grimace, while clutching at his bandages.

Chandela makes a sympathetic sound from somewhere off-screen.]

((He meant what he said back then! Nobori has been keeping track of everyone (seemingly) new t o the network ~~because he's a workaholic~~; he didn't count the zombies, of course, but he couldn't tell that the senshi were older denizens under a curse. xD;;;))

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By 'Duck', you wouldn't be happening to refer to me, would you?

[That's right!

He looks momentarily confused, then frowns.] Ah, did I make a mistake?

You have my sincerest apologies. What shall I correct it to?

George Ace. DUCK is the organisation I work for, not my own name.

[ Well, not like George Ace was his name either, but at least that's what he goes by. ]

Ah, I see! [Now, he'll smile again.]

Thank you very much. I will correct it promptly, Sir Ace!

[And he's just about to start pointing again when he remembers his injury and... awkwardly lowers his hand instead, before ending the feed to edit his post.]

Why did you not ask me?

[Bland stare - there's no judgement in her tone or expression. It doesn't even have enough emotion or energy to be called curiosity, but that is what it is. However, that lack of a name? Intentional.]

[Ah, this is the woman he meant.]

I have no excuse, Madame. [He pulls down the rim of his hat.

In truth, he had one for not responding back then, but it's a set phrase; an exceptionally polite apology, because he's all about formality.]

[There's simply a lack of blame from her.]

Why the lists? Do you meet everyone you mention?

[Not that she would want him to stop. They could be very useful. She makes a note to tell her partners about the lists, if they're not already aware.]

[Because he must keep working. Because he needs something else to focus on. But his response will not betray that. When he looks up again, it is with a perfectly unaffected calm. His voice is likewise level.]

In this City, there is a record for outgoing lines, but no one has taken up the task of keeping track of incoming lines. I am certain that it will be of interest to some, at least, to know who this City has recently taken captive.

I have met a number of those mentioned, save for those whose arrival at this railway was poorly timed. Our lines simply weren't meant to intersect. [Yes, even when he's perfectly serious, he doesn't often drop the train metaphors.]

Yes, some will find it interesting.

[She would understand the mentality, knowing someone similar, even if it's not necessarily her way. But, of course, none of that is conveyed, simply a need to record.]

You mean the Hall of Missing? I haven't been, yet. [As she arrived just shortly before the infestation.]

[He smiles a bit at the confirmation.]

Precisely! I have not been here much longer, myself.

[He pauses, before changing the subject. Introductions are long overdue, aren't they?] Madame, I am Nobori.

And to whom do I owe the pleasure of this meeting?

[That was useful information.]

[Not much longer after he asks his question, though, there is a click to signify the conversation's end.]

My full name is Lin Bei Fong. Is there a purpose to this list-keeping?

Thank you very much for that, Madame. I have made the necessary adjustments.

[It is because he needs to work, because he is accustomed to keeping records, because it distracts him from dwelling on what he'd rather forget. His answer, however, will betray nothing and will be as calmly unaffected as everything else:] There is a similar record of all who have exited this station, but none for arrivals.

Do you not see how it could be useful, to keep track of all who arrive at this place?

Why do you end all your feeds like that?

[Force of habit, mainly.]

Because I have found pointing-and-calling to be very useful in my field of work.

Here? Consider it a signature! ... albeit one that that I must drop for a while.

[Raymond isn't feeling much better than when he last tried reaching out to the network, but he feels compelled to make a reply here.]

what happened to your arm

[Part of why he he posted this is to get his mind off of the circumstances of this injury, but he will eventually respond with a text message in turn.]

I was attacked by one of the monsters due to my own foolishness and delayed action.

It is not serious.

it happens

you get it checked out by a doctor yet?

If I had known this would be a regular occurence, I would have brought a spare uniform.

Yes, although it was delayed due to congestion. Fortunately, it was not infected, so the damage is minimal.

Have you encountered one of them?

It might be a good way to see patterns.

I can't say that I know the names of any of the rest of the new arrivals. They do not sound like they're from my world.

Sailor Hel, and Sailors Jotunheim and Asgard for that matter, were cursed versions of myself, Luke, and Loki. We have all been here for some time.

And your field of work is...?

... Luke as in Mister Valentine?

[Well, that's more than a little bit disturbing.]

I can't claim to understand these curses, but thank you very much for informing me, Madame. Are those their full names?

Also, would you be so kind as to give me your name as well?

I am a conductor! I am one of the two Subway Masters of the Raimon City underground. The other is my twin brother, Kudari.

[He's keeping up a proud smile, even if his gaze switches for a moment to his injured arm when he mentions Kudari.]

No, Luke as in Loki god of mischief and fire.

Their full names are, I believe, Luke Laufeyjarson and Loki Odinson, although he also goes by the name Serrure. And my name is Leah.

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