WELCOME TO DREAMWIDTH, HERO...

You weren't kidding about this place getting... well, I wouldn't really call it weird or exciting - how about different?

I like different.

[video! the feed is on a desk, littered with some random sketches and notations - for the sharp-eyed, they're actually blueprints for a security system. every once in a while she passes by.]

But I'm guessing the chance of figuring out how my secret money-making power works is pretty slim, and the MAC's feeling a little snug. So I figured I'd ask around here first.

I'm looking for work. Back home I'm a security specialist; large buildings, personal vaults, villainous hideouts - that was a joke, by the way - I've done it all. And I'm one of the best.

[beat.]

That and I've got experience working with tech a century ahead of the usual around here, if you don't want to take my bragging as a reference. And no offense, but from the looks of things around here? You could use my help.

[she drifts back into view, scooping the comm back up and sitting down.]

Honestly I'll probably take anything I can get at this point. I'm not too picky.

You know, there are benefits to getting whisked off to another dimension. I didn't really think so at first, but... I'm coming around.

[here's Kasumi Yoko, strolling around the aisles of a musty looking little bookstore. every now and again she pulls a book from its shelf, flips through the pages briefly, and puts it back. the way she handles them is almost fond.]

The books don't cost you an arm and a leg here, for one.

[she picks another one off the shelf - Dracula, for the sharp-eyed.]

Of course, there's always the holos and vids if you're hard up for something to do on a Saturday night, but... it just isn't the same. Not like a real book. Pages and ink.

[a beat. wryly:]

Still not worth the small fortune you'd need to get your hands on one, but that's what we have alternate universes for.

[she adds Dracula to the growing stack under her arm, juggling the comm a few times between her hands to pull it off. in the end she manages a free hand to give the network a proper profile, and for those familiar with Kasumi Goto, this is a Japanese woman with short black hair, green eyes, and no lip tattoo. her voice is pitched just differently enough to not be immediately recognizable. she's unremarkable, almost to the point of being generic.

that's how she likes it.]

Oh, right. Yoko Okuda.

[throughout the whole thing, she's been kind of casually cheerful, and it doesn't change now - her mouth quirks into a small smile.]

I'm new.