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[carvingnickels]

[Sinclair's been in the city a fair few days now, and has managed to settle into a fairly cheap looking apartment with what assets he had on him when he arrived. He seems fairly unfazed about being suddenly brought to a strange city; he's still treating it as rather novel, really. Besides, he's sure there are plenty of opportunities here, and is determined to get as much out of his change of circumstances as he can.

He sits on a chair in his apartment as he looks into the camera, puffing on a pipe and looking very relaxed and in control.]

Well, now. I must say, the sky is a sight for sore eyes. I'm not really one for sentiment, but when you've been fathoms deep for as long as I have? A little thing like the sky comes as a welcome relief. But teleportation, hm? We didn't even have that down in Rapture; I'm sure there'd have been a pretty profit to be made there. Already this town is full of surprises. I admit, I'm curious to find out more about it.

But where are my manners? The name's Augustus Sinclair. Esquire. And from what I've seen, this city's set up pretty nicely. Of course, there's always room for one more enterprising businessman, hm? I'd be interested to know of any gap in the market that hasn't been covered.

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[rianofski]

[And Andrew's sitting at his desk, a desk -- and an office -- that looks very similar to what he'd had in Rapture, smoking a cigarette as he responds.]

I should, perhaps, be perturbed at your arrival, but I can't say I'm surprised. I'd welcome you to the City, but we both know I'd be lying through my teeth.

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[carvingnickels]

Well, well. Andrew Ryan - as I live and breathe!

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[rianofski]

I should have known you'd end up stuck here.

[carvingnickels]

Stuck here? After twenty-two years at the bottom of the ocean, this place doesn't feel like a prison at all.

[rianofski]

Twenty-two years? That sounds like a long time, even to me.

[Of course he's well aware of the conversation they'd had when Sinclair had visited the City a few weeks before, but he's not sure if Sinclair remembers, and perhaps it's better to play it safe for now.]

[carvingnickels]

And here you were planning to live your whole life down there. I'd have thought twenty-two years would have flown by.

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[bedsidemanners]

You're certainly taking this well. I'm almost impressed.

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[carvingnickels]

Only almost? I'll have to try harder.

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[moonlitrequiem]

[She's monotone and expressionless, but there might be a hint of something else to her.]

Welcome to the City. People open shops all the time if you are interested in that.

If you want, the Welcome Center has some information on the City.

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[carvingnickels]

Mm, the shops are something I need to look into, see what's already successful here and what people need that isn't being supplied. ...What do people need here, would you say?

I'll be sure to stop in there, then.

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[moonlitrequiem]

[Asking someone with almost no needs what needs everyone else might has.... This results in a lot of staring.] Food.

[It's a basic, and everyone needs it.]

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[carvingnickels]

[Sinclair can't help but chuckle at such a literal answer.] No one around here seems to be starving.

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[moonlitrequiem]

They buy it from the store. Children who have not reached their majority get a stipend.

[Unfortunately, she is incapable of thinking further beyond that for monetary gain.]

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[carvingnickels]

Would you say they pay a reasonable amount for it, or is there room for a cheaper food supplier?

[defies_reason]

You might find it's not quite as easy to carve out a space as you'd expect.

[carvingnickels]

Is that so? And why would that be?

[defies_reason]

The concepts of supply and demand don't work quite right between worlds, that's all. It's an unusual place.

[carvingnickels]

Different rules, hm?

[defies_reason]

You'll grow accustomed to it, I'm sure.

[carvingnickels]

I certainly hope so. Otherwise I don't feel I'll last long in this town.

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[brothertragedy]

[Have a man of harsh expression dressed in a rather flashy red-and-black uniform topped off with a conductor's hat.]

Welcome, Sincla— [He cuts himself, with no real change in expression, aside from one reactionary blink.]

...

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[brothertragedy]

Sir? Sir is a lower form of address, isn't it? Forgive me. Is it more proper to address with a combination of Sir and Esquire? Only squire, preceding the name?

[Is that a touch of distress in his voice? He takes formality very seriously!]

I cannot shunt without knowing which order is most suitable for the rolling stock. [Train metaphors. This one is very fond of them, no matter the situation.]

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[carvingnickels]

[He looks thoroughly amused.]

Sinclair's just fine. Or Mr. Sinclair if you prefer to be more formal. Esquire just goes to sounds gentlemanly.

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[brothertragedy]

Mister?

[It is not a form of address Nobori usually uses! But, if he insists on it...] Very well, Mr. Sinclair. [Now, he looks a little flustered and clears his throat.]

I am Nobori and I am in charge of recording new arrivals to the City.

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[carvingnickels]

There now, that sounds far better. It's a pleasure, Mr. Nobori. Forgive me, but why exactly do we have to be recorded?