[u]And we couldn't walk why?[/u]

[i]Because these nice guys insisted,[/i] Wayne responded to Milo. To tell the truth, he would have preferred to walk. It would have been a good stretch for his legs after the plane then taxi to the facility. Though he supposed he could stretch his legs enough once he got settled. As it was, this was a much easier way to see what there was in the town as he stared out the side of the golf cart. Nice place, all things considered.

When the cart came to a stop outside what he was told was his place, he climbed out. A smile spread on his face as his gaze roved over the house. It didn't look like much on the outside, but he had been assured that they would do their best to make it to his specifications. That was enough to make him extremely excited for this whole experience. 

[b]Except for the fact that you're one of - what? - seven people in this whole place?[/b]

"Here's some basics, and there's an interface inside that you can use to help more," one of the scientists had been saying. 

"Yeah, whatever," Wayne replied out loud before he even noticed the clipboard being offered to him. He blinked, momentarily losing his smile, before it spread back onto his face. Accepting the clipboard, he looked at the scientist. "Thanks, Mac."

"Actually, it was Jim." 

"Whatever. Thanks, I got this from here." With that, he headed off into the house after slinging the duffel he had brought with him onto his shoulder. The very first thought after entering stopped him dead in his tracks, door still wide open. [i]Jesus Christ! They weren't kidding.[/i] His gaze drifted over the randomly placed - just how he designed it - assortment of books, video games, movies, and random pictures he thought looked interesting. 

He dropped his duffel and kicked the door closed, still staring around from where he stood. An annoying chime was what pulled him out of his daze. 

[u]What was that? Are we getting attacked?[/u]

"No," Wayne replied coolly. He glanced down at the clipboard before turning to see the interface. The alarm could wait until the whim struck him to change it - since right now it wasn't terrible. Something annoying was perfect to make him realize something was up. Instead, he navigated to the messages. "Ooo, an event." He glanced at his watch. "I got time. Time to explore," he mumbled.

He didn't bother to look anywhere else in the house; if they got this stuff right, then surely the rest was correct and he'd be able to put stuff away later. That included his duffel, which he left sitting right inside the door as he walked out and shut the door behind him. Having the last house on his street and half way across town from the meeting hall according to the map, he needed the time to go explore and adapt to his new surroundings. Clipboard in hand, he started off on foot instead of taking the dirt bike he had requested and assumed they had provided.