John was in the process of taking what little he had from the dagger he had recently acquired to a room on the Mactan, having just been accepted as a Hacker in most regards. He looked around suspiciously, still and old habit he had a bandanna over his lower face as he took a large duffel bag to his room as the last of his things from the ship. after reaching the room and locking the door he set the bag down and unzipped the bag its contents moving out onto the bed. He sighed with a slight smile looking at it before going to wash up.
*On the core of a planetary Geode somewhere in western Sirius an entity shakens in rejoice as Her pineal tunes a broacast winged by the sacred number. Somewhere in the vecinity a room is being named 'Pentagram'. The Goddess Eris then stands up from a good nap and stretches Her frontal lobe in order to peek into the place.*
What the entiy would find happening in the room was but the resident wearing a silver pentagram necklace, sorting out belonging and placing them as to where he wanted, there was hardly anything but from the looks of it, it consumed him none the less.
*Stiff as toys remained the Goddess, gazing at the scene. What was it that was special of this? Why was She suddenly pulled by curiosity?*
From nowhere a yellow apple rolls through the room's floor and hits the left foot of the man. Carved on it he could read 555 Battery Street, Shasta Orbital Skyhook, Baffin.
His attention would be drawn to the apple for but a moment, looking about the room before setting the item which was in his hand down and picking up the apple. reading the writing he shook his head. "Screw that." The mans curiosity didn't seem alluring to him as it might others and he set the golden apple on the middle of the table before resuming what he had been doing.