[Kahlya finds herself wandering down a subway tunnel.  She's had to 
avoid the occassional train, but there are side tuunnels for workers, 
so this isn't too much of a problem.]
[She's not sure where she's going, but that doesn't stop her from 
getting there.  She reaches a rather fortified looking subway station.  
Big metal door with an obvious camera and an Mi-5 logo.
[There are also tiled walls which may or may not have anything 
interesting around them.  At several points while she walking there,  
she got the feeling that the place she was tring to get to would 
involve a turn or something, but she wasn't trying to get anywhere so 
she ignored it.
[Anyhow, there now.  Date: August 14, 2020. Time: 1500 GMT.  But 
somewhere it's midnight! Just don't ask me where,  I'm bad with 
timezones.]
[Weather: Who cares you're underground.]
[Start!]
* Kahlya walks down the tunnel looking about with an innocent 
expression on her face. Behind her back, looped up and tied is 
something long wrapped in a light blue cloth. She starts to step past 
the door, then hmms as she looks at it.
* Kahlya wraps her knuckles up against the door. "So there you are." 
She looks at where the camera is placed. Close to the ceiling or at a 
point where she could reach it?
<Grysar> (Ceiling)
<Grysar> <Speaker voice> Salutations, we indeed are here.  Who may you 
be?
* Kahlya hovers up a little bit, putting her face as close to the 
camera as she can, peeking up at it. She speaks out with an obviously 
non-british English. "Um. Sorry, I wasn't expecting this." She turns 
her cheek from left to right, inspecting the camera. It looks like if 
she could reach it so her cheek had that big fish-eye effect on the 
other end, she would.
<Grysar> <Speaker> It'd be odd if you had.  Now,  what's your name, and 
why are you here?
<Kahlya> No no.  I wasn't expecting it to be this simple.  This is it?
<Kahlya> This is the SAB is it?
* An apparent steps out of the door, actually in a slightly faded 
looking Mi-5 uniform.  "Well, this parts easy, the next part, if your 
purpose is what I think it is, I'm afraid is quite horrifying."
* Kahlya looks over the aparition curiously. "I don't really do 
horrifying. Um, but is there, you know, an application process or 
something?"
* Aparition nods.  "There is, you've got to demonstrate a basic ability 
to keep yourself alive, and further that you can provide some benefit 
to our teams."
<Kahlya> Oh.  Is that it?
* Kahlya gives a grin. There's fangs to it. "I can do that."
* Aparition smiles slightly.  "I suspected as much.  Well, then you 
have to either open your mind to me, and promise that you intend no 
harm to King or Country, or you face the horrifying bit.
<Kahlya> Uh...can I do the horrifying bit part?  
* Kahlya puts her fingers together and looks embarrassed. "I don't 
really like people poking around in my head."
<Grysar> <Aparition> Your choice of course.. although when you're 
finished with the fifty pages of paperwork, you may wish you'd chosen 
otherwise.
* Kahlya groans. "Paperwork? *That's* the horrifying bit?"
<Kahlya> So what's the risk of life?  Getting a paper-cut?
* Aparition smirks.  "Obviously different things frighten us.  Anyways, 
common, we'll have you facing genuine horrors soon enough.
[The door opens.]
* Kahlya blinks. "If you say so." She steps through the doorway.
<Grysar> (Think that explains her basic introduction.  And Kahlya 
obviously hasn't had to deal with serious paperwork before. :P)
* Kahlya pulls out a notebook from a purse she was carrying and flips 
through it, looking confused.
[End!]