Diego listened to the recording, he went through the decontamination process, and he wandered. He wandered a lot, just to check things out, get his bearings on this new world. This is the second time this has happened in about as many months and he's really not a fan of this at all. At least in the first one, he'd had his family there, however screwed up they all were with each other, it was better than being stuck in a world unknown, utterly alone. Not that he couldn't absolutely handle himself. He can and has done for the better part of more than a decade. Doesn't mean it's favorable, especially considering he had, only some handful of hours earlier, been passed out in the middle of a shift at work. He still hasn't completely worked out what had caused it, if he's honest, and he's a little on edge about it happening again.
He stands out in a vibrant kind of way in the middle of this part, dressed in a basic security uniform, though he'd at least had sense enough to ditch the hat because he was in a different world now and definitely didn't have a job to report to anymore. One other distinctly noticeable thing is on the inside of his right wrist, in thick, bold, black letters, the word Unsettled is tattooed.
He weaves through the various party hot-spots-- wincing at the slapdash band's attempt at keeping things lively, suspiciously eyeing the food laid out for them (and determinedly not eating any of it, and he makes a wide breadth around the robot with the fireworks, not really looking to get an ear blown off or something worse.
Mileage may vary if anyone were to approach him-- and it must be noted that the stoic-stone look he seems to be giving everything at the party probably doesn't make him look easily approachable anyway-- but it's safe to say they'll be met with suspicion until deemed worthy of anything else.
B. Life signs in the wasteland} | {Anywhere in any world, I'll fight the good fight
Someone with more sense might avoid the world that's suddenly covered in swirls of red, with meteorites raining down overhead against the outer dome surrounding the place. Diego Hargreeves isn't one of those people, especially once he sees the indications of life out there in the mess flashing on the comm device. Maybe it's a trap. It's definitely more likely to be a trap than anything real, but-- what if one of those life signs on the device is someone who needs help? He's too much a product of his raising to let someone innocent be left to-- whatever is going on out there.
There isn't much he can do in way of protecting himself from the elements, so he doesn't waste much time in setting out into the mess outside. He's got weapons on his person and is ready to fight if he has to, though his main mission is finding anyone that may be stuck in all this mess and helping them get back to the safety of the indoors.
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B. Life signs in the wasteland} | {Anywhere in any world, I'll fight the good fight
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