unknownseas | WEEK 1

Well, you've now met the brains of the operation, as well as the shockingly nice-looking young lady in charge of day-to-day business. Now all that's left is to get used to your accommodations - there's 24 other people in similar shoes to yours to meet in this building, you know! And who knows how much longer you might have them...

The daily routine in the facility quickly becomes obvious - the only way to tell time moment to moment is to check the strange device The Professor gave you, but at the same time every day the lights in and out of the facility go up, and at the same time every night they go down. Otherwise, it's almost maddening sometimes, how little happens in here. At least you have a few rooms with enough to hopefully keep you occupied. Who knows what secrets they might hold? And there's always that vending machine, if you can find something that fits in the coin slot...

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[ ooc: Welcome to Peace Week! Enjoy it while it lasts. Remember, office hours for The Professor's Assistant are over here if you're interested, while regains can be deposited over here! ]

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Fine, fine.

[Honestly, it's just kind of nice to not have to be the one dragging his fellow researchers out of their respective caves to pretend to be reasonable people. This girl can be aggressively social enough for both of them.]

Ema, isn't it? I've always been more on the biological end of things rather than the chemical. How is forensics treating you?

I'm living the dream, as they say!

[ She means that sincerely, too. ]

As you can imagine, it's not quite the spectacle they make it out to be on TV, but the fieldwork is extremely rewarding, and it's really evolving rapidly as we keep developing new ways to examine evidence directly on the scene, instead of having to deal with the time delay of analysis at the lab. But to be honest, it's the field I've wanted to break into since I was in grade school, so coming in to work every day is like, I have to pinch myself sometimes...

[ Maybe a peculiar choice of dream profession, but, it's hers all the same. ]

I busted my butt to get there after working as a regular old police detective, but I don't regret a second of it.

Following your dreams from a young age. I like it.

[He definitely does get that much, at least.]

Sometimes you've just got to know what you're about.

Was it like that with you and virology, then? Or did it start somewhere else and shift somewhere down the line?

[ As they make their way to the conveyor belt... ]

Ah, and by the by, it would be Doctor Birkin, right? Just Ema is more than fine with me, of course.

Doctor Birkin, yes.

[Apparently people only get to call him something else if they're his wife, Wesker, or...Aela, apparently, who is just steamrolling him all over the place.]

I started out wanting to practice medicine in some way or another. Viruses just ended up catching my attention a bit more strongly than most things. I do have some experience working with patients and what have you, though, so if anything less than ideal befalls anyone here, I'm here to be useful.

[Not necessarily murder, more like... He doesn't know, someone manages something really stupid in the fitness room.]

Let's hope that won't be necessary. Just because the situation isn't exactly rational doesn't mean we shouldn't be...

[ Hrm, what will it be today? Miso, maybe? ]

Of course, if any of us winds up catching the flu down here, that's probably something we'll have to leave to your capable hands.

People get strange in situations like this. I do hope nothing occurs, mind you. But if I were a betting man, my money certainly wouldn't be on things remaining calm forever.

[God, that is a good question regarding food, though. He isn't altogether sure what he even wants, but at least he has some idea of what to do with this. Another one of those things both familiar and not.]

But then, there's something to be said for numbers and cooperation.

I don't think it'll be easy to get everyone on the same page with this, but I think a good first step is making sure everyone realizes that we're all working towards the same thing.

[ She mulls over the conveyor belt with a pensive expression, but whether that's over the conversation or the food is up in the air. Maybe a little of column A, little of column B. ]

People get strange, yeah, but I think that's all the more reason to reach out. Stress builds in isolation, there's no question, but that's why I think we need to hammer home that we're not isolated. Which may be easier said than done, but...I definitely don't think it's impossible.

Not impossible, just not very likely - some of the others here don't precisely seem like team players. To put it as gently as possible.

I'm not opposed to trying it, I'm just not an optimist. I just know this sort of environment is going to breed distrust sooner rather than later.

[He seems pretty casual himself, though, despite the topic of discussion.]

I don't know if there's anything to be done about that, myself.

[ He's probably right, but that's just the nature of the circumstances... ]

But at least this way, I can figure out who's a team player and who's not...and hopefully, maybe more importantly, I can make sure the people who are team players now don't try and start trouble later, if the going gets tougher.

[ There are certainly a lot of variables in play... ]

That assumes honesty.

[And he does have a hard time seeing everyone being willing to lay all of their cards on the table. He'd be surprised if some of them laid down half.]

Consider it less discouragement and more a reminder to not be disappointed when this inevitably goes straight to hell. Because I've got an excellent feeling that it's going to, in one way or another.

Well, if heaven forbid it does, that's where I'm here to be useful.

[ Though, of course, she'd rather it not come to that... ]

That's the time I'll need to pull my weight the most, after all.

Things are going badly in my world right now - let's say I'm handling a lot more than basic sickness right now, cute though your little comment about the goddamn flu happened to be - and I'm pretty familiar with dead bodies. Not so much with the actual crime scenes, but corpses and autopsies I can handle if needs be.

Ah...right. Even with the talking animals, I'm still having a bit of trouble wrapping my head around this whole "multiple worlds" thing...

[ She can't help but sheepishly turn away at that. ]

Anyway, I'm sorry to hear that. I didn't mean to be insensitive. But if worse comes to worse, I would appreciate not having to handle it by myself, if you're willing to help. Second opinions never hurt.

Don't mention it, that's actually my thought too. I always had either one of my coworkers or my wife looking over everything I was doing - so don't worry, I'm not above having someone else check my work. Or being the one doing the overseeing, either way.

[He does seem pretty easy, at least. Not really worth getting worked up over now that he's said his piece, probably.]

Promise I'm not trying to take your head off, this entire situation is a lot. I'm all for the peace and unity approach, though. The less chaos in an enclosed space, the better.

No, I understand. And it goes both ways, too. I'd be happy to give you another pair of eyes and hands, should you ever need them. And if I overstep like that again, I'd prefer for you to tell me so, anyway. Getting chewed out is part of the learning experience, after all.

[ Even if it's never quite a good feeling... ]

True enough.

[I mean, he doesn't tend to be on the receiving end of it himself very much, but hey, he can concede the point.]

I do try to keep my world's weird baggage to myself; it's not precisely light conversation. But I'm actually pretty glad to know that there are others here who know what they're doing. And who are trying to mitigate damage, because god knows some of the others aren't.

[anna. the several people among us who will probably put someone's head through a wall before too long. the fucking...duck.]

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