WEEK 1

[bathymetric]

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...





MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
FRIDAY | SATURDAY

[ 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! ]

Comments

[fivestagegod]

[Oh my god.]

Don't worry, I taught Aela how to use them last night, so hopefully she won't try to beat them up because they deigned to beep at her when they're done.

[emberserker]

Well, there's that. At least we've got proper laundry. It could be as ridiculous as the food service.

[fivestagegod]

Let me guess. Used to being catered to?

[emberserker]

Used to better food than that, was my point, but yes, that too. Did you see some of the things that came out of there yesterday?

[fivestagegod]

Nothing that wasn't asked for by someone, I'm sure. I wouldn't know, I only go in there because I like not passing out.

[emberserker]

There is no way that chili... hamburger... thing is something anybody would willingly eat.

[fivestagegod]

Clearly, we can't all be ladies of refined wealth and taste.

[what was that about not mocking you again]

[emberserker]

And we can't all be Americans, either. I thought it exploded.

[fivestagegod]

Never said I'd eat it. Just that I'm not going to complain if someone else feels like it. I actually like my arteries functional.

[#NotAllAmericans]

So did you need something in here, or are you just here to be arrogant at me? Because I don't really mind either way, but I like knowing what I'm getting into.

[emberserker]

You were the one making the rude comments. It's not my fault nobody in here has priorities. Some of them are just lazing around like we aren't kidnapped.

[fivestagegod]

Our priorities just aren't getting you back where you want to be as quickly as possible. There's a difference.

[emberserker]

Well, they ought to be! Besides, I'm sure you must have some urgent business or other.

[fivestagegod]

Personally? No. I've fulfilled my end of the business contract I was on, and I trust my wife to look after our kid. I'm not thrilled, but I'm not going to rush into a situation this filled with unknowns so you can go chasing your dreams. Sorry, kid.

[emberserker]

[Anna grits her teeth and seethes, hands at her sides.]

Unknown or not, it's better than sitting around doing nothing! Don't you at least think somebody's going to act on the rules if you don't ut effort into this, or do you not care about getting yourself killed, either?

[fivestagegod]

I think someone's going to act on the rules whether I put effort in or not, actually, and if that's the case then I don't have to be last against the wall. I just have to not be first. Isn't that right?

[Don't think he hasn't noticed you generally shrieking and being an unpleasant ass all over.]

[emberserker]

What... If you aren't going to say anything useful, just be quiet!

[Anna grabs at the first thing she can reach, and... that sure is a box of soap being flung at Birkin's head before she turns on her heel and storms out of the room.

Sorry about your mess.]

[fivestagegod]

[He will avoid getting hit by that, though just barely; that said, he'll just kind of stare at that for a moment before just. going back to what he was doing.

NOT HIS CIRCUS, NOT HIS MONKEYS.]