DAY THREE

[judgejudy]

DAY 3 Complex Population: 33 It's 8AM, and you wake from that deep, dreamless sleep that enforces curfew as always. There's breakfast avaliable in the cafeteria if you want it, as well as meals from 11AM-12PM and 7PM-8PM, but otherwise? The day is yours. Take your time to explore the complex, relax, and enjoy each others' company, as who knows what the next day has in store? Though as you explore, you may notice that there's a new door unlocked and a new place for you to spend the day. There's a workshop and tinkering lab that you can now access. It includes everything from power tools to more terminals (so no need to crowd around the commissary terminal to chat with Judy anymore). As tempting as all these tools may be, they cannot be removed from the lab. Only completed projects may be taken out of the lab. That said, it seems like someone may have already been here, as there's blood smeared on one of the terminal's keyboards. Also, anyone taking a stroll by the fountain this morning may notice something floating in the water: a boy's severed foot. — This post is for the first day as defined in the schedule. This post is for general mingling and CR buidling, and will not include significant plot interaction. ic rulebook character statuses character profiles private conversations graveyard

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[mitsubou]

Ow, Kara-chan! That wasn't very cool!! [HOW DARE YOU. Now the tool is flailing around on the ground and it could come attack either of them at any second. OF COURSE, the other most reasonable thing for Mitsutada to do is bend over to pick it up, but he figures Ookurikara would scold him again.

Instead, he'll just go over to where it's plugged in and take out the cord.]

You shouldn't slap things out of other people's hands, you know. That's very dangerous. [Oh the irony...]

[mitsubou]

[He's a bit surprised by the rough tone and instinctively apologizes before turning off the drill. It was almost like someone was barking orders at him, even though there weren't any, so it knocked him back into the realm of responsibility.]

Aha sorry, sorry. I'm a bit clueless about the things here... [Mitsutada is still holding up the tool, except it's a lot safer since it's not on.] It looks like you can make things with these, so I wanted to give it a shot.

[karachan]

[ consider urself lucky u punk...only got slapped... ]

Says you. Who turns on a tool like that and waves it around? What? Were you planning on losing your other eye? [ He won't physically slap him again but he will lay the verbal SMACKDOWN. ]

If you don't know how something works then ask someone first. There's plenty of people here who know about this technology or whatever that we don't. Don't be so careless. [ Says the sword who was smacking a can of peaches the first day they were here BUT YOU KNOW -- anyway, he doesn't buy into the whole cool, uncool thing that Mitsutada is about but even so...he will say this so it really sinks in. ] It's uncool of you.

[mitsubou]

U-Uncool...! [THAT HURTS, KARA-CHAN, and it shows rather visibly on his face.

Well, maybe not the hurt part, but it shocks him enough to hear that from Ookurikara that he looks pretty bewildered. A true low blow.]

Ah, I guess you're right. [SIGH.] It was pretty uncool of me to be so careless. I don't know what came over me! [Hmmmm.] Actually, I might've been too preoccupied with thinking that I could make you something cool. You would've been impressed, and I would've been able to show off!

...At least that's how I thought about it.

[chiseler]

["Fun" is debatable but at least they look like they're trying to make the best of it. And anyway it's Lara, and while Luke doesn't know how Adam feels about her he finds himself looking up with a pleased little grin. It's hard to say which is worse, the fact that he looks sick or the fact that his nose is still just a little swollen despite it being set after the break yesterday. When he speaks up his throat's a little scratchy but he's fairly determined to make a point.]

Just a cold, no big deal. [Which is precisely why he's sprawled on another person. Okay. Given the fact he's keeping his head right where it's at there's some merit to Lara's question. He's shooting the drink a look of distain before shooting Adam a similar look.] You'd have to ask him, but if most of it came from a can and from stuff around here I don't think it's gonna be that great.

[becauseimacoward]

...clueless about...nevermind. Just make sure to know what you're doing before you turn those on.

[This has been Fatherly Wisdom, thank you, Dojima. Now that he takes another look at Mitsutada, though...]

Aren't you the guy who's said to be almost a thousand years old?

[He still has a hard time believing that]

[mitsubou]

[So his age is what he's going to be known for and not how super cool he is...]

Almost a thousand? Has it really been that long?! [That's his roundabout way of saying "yes".]

But, it's pretty impressive, right? I've been alive for such a long time, after all. [And yet, he has no idea how to operate power tools.]

[karachan]

[ His scolding is slightly quelled by that...mostly because it seems like such a weird thing for him? It takes Ookurikara a moment to look around at all the tools and wood work and then he very slowly goes to meet Mitsutada's gaze. Ookurikara's expression is an unimpressed one...for the most part. ]

What would you even make? [ a pause ] Besides that, did you really get that carried away just thinking about trying to show off for me? [ ?????? ]

[becauseimacoward]

The right word is 'unbelievable', but it is impressive. [Dojima continues working on what he's doing] How can you live for so long? The most I heard someone could live was 130 years.

[mitsubou]

I was gonna make this. [Holds up a manual for a bird house.] Pretty cool right? [He doesn't know what Ookurikara would do with it, BUT IT'S CUTE!]

And, yes. I really was, since I thought it'd make you smile. [And we all know how much Mitsutada wants to see him smile.]

[karachan]

[ LOOK, NOT IN FRONT OF PEOPLE!!! Ookurikara sighs though, looking over the manual and trying to make sense of it. From what he can tell, it's meant to be put outside and attract birds and you're supposed to feed them or something? He has no idea but he looks back up at Mitsutada and he looks so sure of himself that even the uchigatana can't break the news to him.

Truly a miracle... ] Why did you pick this to make out of everything else? [ Could have tried to make them a sword rack or something to put their swords up but no...a bird house. He chose a bird house. ]

[onepunchgirl]

apt room #2 (door open)

[A death in this facility...well it didn't shock her honestly. For all the amenities involved, this was still a kidnapping and situations like these lend themselves to this sort of disaster. It's that the death was of a child. A child in her room, under her care. At least, that's what she told herself.

Now she sits inside her apartment, though she left the door to it open in an absent-minded mistake, and stares to the location she arranged Charles to sleep in before his death. She can't admit that there was nothing she could do, because it would be admitting helplessness. It would be an admission of defeat. Charles may not be the last death, but the first will always carry the heaviest blow.]

community kitchen

[Veronica figures the best way to take her mind off things is to take proper stock of what they have left. So she's simply removing cans from shelves and counting inventory, lost in her own process to really take note if anyone approaches.]

[ooc: due to con weekend, I unfortunately dropped threads from day 1. if anyone wants our thread to continue though, please pm me and I would be happy to do so!]

[mitsubou]

It doesn't seem like it, but I'm not actually a human.

[What a curve ball.]

If I was, then I'd probably look super old.

apt #2!

[jackhole]

[ okay, well. rhys might not have the same sort of sympathies for charles as veronica did but he likes veronica and he isn't just going to be a douchebag about it to her face. so, he sort of hovers a little in the apartment, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly and wondering what to say. ]

Uh, sooo. Do you want to take the bed tonight?

[ look, that's the nicest thing rhys could offer her. ]

[mitsubou]

[LOOK, he knows what it is!! That's why he wanted to make it.]

It looked easy. [Honestly. He won't lie about this.] Plus, we could take it back to the citadel and watch birds together. That sounds like a pretty fun idea. [He takes the little booklet back, flipping through the pages too.] Tsuru-san might like it too.

Oh, since you're here, why don't you help me?

[subsisted]

[ the cig's fine. it doesn't bother her. she knows plenty of smokers, especially in the field. it's overrun with mature older men with plenty of voices - whiskey, cigars. she smells the pair of them together so often that lara can't unlink them anymore. as such, it's not the cigarette that gives her pause, no, it's the sprawling splash of ocean blue that crawls across rhys' arm, over his chest. a tattoo, she knows, but she watches him work for a moment, her head tilted. it reminds her of something, but... she's not sure. a bird? ]

...A tattoo. I'm surprised.

[ he'd looked so business-y. where does he work where tattoos are even allowed? she can't help but voice the thought with a curious tone. ] A lot of companies don't permit an alternative look. How'd you get by with one so big?

[karachan]

[ There's a pause from Ookurikara as if he's thinking over what Mitsutada said just now. It's not so much about making the bird house together as it is what else he said. BUT OF COURSE, he won't press the issue and focus on the task at hand. Literally since he's picked up the power drill from the ground by now -- ] Fine.

You're not allowed to use any of the tools with your one eye so let me do it. [ He's not so much asking as he is telling. No tools allowed for the eyepatch man. ]

kitchen

[heroizes]

[ Jack is here to make a meal, since he doesn't exactly care for the food dispensary. Now, granted, the canned foods aren't exactly much better, but he at least feels better when he's making his crappy food himself. He doesn't trust the situation, so making things with his own hands gives him some security.

When he gets to the kitchen, he pauses at the door to watch for a moment as Veronica works, though it's not quite to see what she's doing. That's pretty immediately obvious. He's just impressed that someone is actually doing it. ]

Soooo, what's our situation here? How many cans of sadness do we have left before we have to move onto crushing despair?

[ ha ha because the food sucks!! look he's hilarious shut up ]

[selfdenying]

Oh, well...hm.

[He looks a bit embarrassed all of a sudden, like he hadn't expected to get the other's attention at all, and he scratches his head sheepishly.]

It's hard to say. [A pause.] I'm trying to recreate something I sort of know but...well, I think I just realized just how difficult that is.

[onepunchgirl]

No thanks. More used to the floor anyway.

[It's definitely a little awkward, but she assumes he's just trying to break the tense air. A normal thing to do really. She looks at him and breathes.]

Do you think there was more that could have been done, as far as our room security? I don't know yet what can be done to ensure it won't be compromised but...

[She just doesn't want to wake up to find another person isn't in here when they should be.]

[onepunchgirl]

Depends on what you consider "sadness" and "crushing despair."

[She responds a little flatly, though she can tell that it's obviously a joke. For a moment she pauses, considering, and then goes on.]

For me, "sadness" is the canned meat that tastes like the cow it came from has been dead for over half a century. "Despair" on the other hand is the spinach, which I suspect has some rad exposure.

[mitsubou]

Are you just gonna do it for me, then? [That's not working together!!] Come on, we can just help each other. [Smh. This entire project was to show off to Ookurikara, but he can't do that if he can't even touch the tools.

Mitsutada will even rebel a little by grabbing the drill again and plugging it back in. Yes. They're gonna do this together.]

[heroizes]

Woahhhh- [ There's a laugh in that "woah," and he steps more into the kitchen as he snickers. ]

Man, that is two-for-two on super terrible options so... Y'know, okay, question here before I submit my guess. Rad, like radiation, like, grow a third of something you shouldn't have a third of? Or within enough that we're just talking standard space radiation, because totally different.

[ He picks up a can of off-brand spam and shakes his head. ]

...Though, I dunno. Canned meat is kinda always bad, but fifty year old meat, that's a big yikes.

[antietam]

[ Looks like Lara has made equally good impressions on them because Adam brightens quite a bit when he sees her. He settles his hand on top of Luke's head. ]

As much fun as someone can have when they have to care for a sick person. [ But he seems pretty content where he is. Except then he's setting his cards down to use his free hand to pull at Luke's cheek. ] I got something healthy from the bar, he's being a baby. It's just herbs and vegetables. You'd probably have to pay $20 for it at a store.

Do you want to sit down, Ms. Croft?

[onepunchgirl]

Regular radiation. Though I don't suspect you'll be growing a third of anything. Worst case scenario is your skin shrivels up like a raisin, hair loss and being generally worse for health. For what it counts, I don't think anything here is contaminated.

[This place strikes her as quite sterile actually. Which makes the horrifying murder all the worse.]

This place doesn't have good food period, especially in the meat department, but it's what we got. Rather this than starve, right?

[Though then that just reminds her of a conversation she had with Charles, about how he didn't want to eat food that didn't agree with his tastebuds. The thought makes her visibly deflate, small smile turning back to a frown.]