WEEK 2

[bathymetric]

So far, good news! You've managed to avoid killing! A week has passed in the facility, but how many more are there to go until one of you tries out Rule Seven? I mean.... we know, but.

No new areas just yet, it remains you guys and yours here for now. Well, and Angel, but again - you don't exactly see her unless you want to. It's more than a little lonely... maybe someone ought to shake things up.



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[ ooc: Welcome to Week 2, your first case week! Remember to turn in regains here, your AC for last week here, and if you like, come visit Angel's office hours here!

Comments

[valentinus]

...I see.

[ He did not see. ]

I believe it may have stopped at this point to keep you from suffering too much hot sauce, however.

[mouflon]

I know how much hot sauce is too much! [ She can't argue with the chef directly, so, unfortunately, she snaps at Vincent instead. ] Anyway, that's not a cook's job. Their job is to make meals the way their clients ask!

[valentinus]

If you say so.

[ Of course...well, they're in a stressful situation and it's not like she's insulting him, so it's fine. ]

They don't seem very interested in listening. Though, I don't know how long you've been yelling at them.

[mouflon]

[ He doesn't meet her frustration, and so she deflates, shoulders sagging as she huffs out a big sigh. ]

Unless the subpar service is supposed to drive us to murder, if they can't do what we ask, they should just let us cook for ourselves.

[valentinus]

[ He's used to dealing with Cid, so he's had experience, per say. ]

You're right in that. It makes you wonder why they wouldn't.

[mouflon]

I don't know. It's not like the inside of a kitchen should have anything particularly sensitive in it... There would be machinery hooked into the walls, but that shouldn't be enough to let us get at the inner workings of the facility.