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KRAKEN DRILL!, EARLY Wednesday morning

In the middle of the night, the sirens went off.

Everyplace that had a siren ~~unless it was handwavily broken in case a player doesn't want to get involved~~ exploded into a cacophony of sound. It rang shrill, and loud, and it was nearly impossible to escape.

It rang again, louder.

And again.

And then the PA system kicked in."HELLO ISLAND. KRAKEN! KRAKEN! KRAKEN! PLEASE GO TO TOWN CENTER AT THE CROSS OF BLACK SWAN DRIVE AND UNICORN STREET, AWAY FROM THE SHORES, AND TIE YOURSELF TO THE NEAREST AVAILABLE OBJECT."

It repeated itself another handful of times. And then the whole thing started all over again.

At the center of Black Swan Drive and Unicorn Street, a variety of ropes and scarves and some handcuffs had been left for those who didn't bring their own.

Well. That was new.

[[ KRAKEN DRILL! Now with some OCD... ]]

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"The Perk opens at 6 am," she said immediately.

It wasn't the first time she'd said it tonight.

"That is very valuable information to know," Steven said. "Today and in general. Cheers. So what do you do in town, if I may? I work the museum on Thursdays."

"I work at Stark's on Sundays," Rey said. "But I'm training in one of the warehouses most days. I haven't actually looked at the museum at all."

She'd only ever gone to drop off new insects and fish off with Blathers once her pockets were full that time.

"Most people haven't," Steven said. "Maybe now they will since it's open days. And you work at the clinic as well? That's nice of you."

So far Steven had only met one person on the island named Stark. It was not the Tony variety.

"Hmm? Oh, no, Stark Industries," she said. "I fix things up."

"Oh I see," Steven said. Where he was from Stark Industries still existed even if the Stark it was named after did not, so again he went on a slightly wrong conclusion about what Rey was saying. "I didn't know they had a branch of that here on the island. You must be very clever to work there. You do engineering and the like?"

"Just a scavenger. I repair things people bring into the shop," she said. "Nothing fancy."

"Still, more than I could do," Steven said. "I'm more about research and the like. Never been good at fixing things. Is it only Stark tech or do you repair other things as well?"

"I've never touched Stark tech," Rey answered. "Toasters, computers, toys... sometimes I build things out of spare parts when I have time."

"That sounds nice though," Steven said. "Toys must come in a treat when people around here get young all of a sudden. Though I guess the computers would as well, depending on the child. I preferred rocket ships and the like personally. Um, to play with, I mean. Not actually go into space."

Steven had met people from other planets at this point, he knew it was something to specify.

"No ships where you're from?" Rey guessed.

"Not for personal use, no," Steven said. "Not unless it's billionaire, or a government for science, you know? Otherwise it's been more the other way. Spaceships from somewhere else popping by. Very fond of New York for that, for some reason."

"I didn't realize New York got spaceships," Rey frowned, interested.

"Yeah not sure why they keep picking there to land," Steven said. "I'd guess maybe the shows but West End's perfectly lovely and they never try there. Also hard to stop by theater if you keep trying to blow it up."

"I don't understand that whole last part at all," Rey admitted.

"The part about West End or the part about blowing it up?" Steven asked. Because he'd learned you couldn't assume these things in Fandom.

"West End. I know all about blowing things up."

With spaceships.

See? It was good that he asked. "I'm from London, in a world that's more like Fandom in that it's got places like a Virginia and New York and... well a London in it. In the city of London we've got a place called West End which is where you can find theaters that put on plays and musicals and the like. You can go there for entertainment."

He hoped that hit the right combination of being helpful without tipping into over-explaining things she was already familiar with.

"Oh. All right. That does seem like something you'd want to keep intact," she agreed.

"Exactly. Bit rude to destroy that if you're just visiting," Steven said. "Though I suppose in a lot of ways that would make them like regular tourists."

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