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Daycycle 112 [ October 16 - October 22 ]

daycycle 112

[Oct 16 - Oct 22]

[OOC Plotting for this Dacycle can be found here.]

Early Morning [0800 - 0900] — All Troubleshooters Report for Duty

No Special Troubleshooters have been selected for a mission this morning.

Morning & Afternoon [0900 - 1600] — Service Firm Positions
All Troubleshooters not assigned a mission should report to their Service Firm for their daily duties, unless specifically assigned a different shift.

Free Enterprise is pushing a new, adjusted street form of No Fear (Dynomorphin). The original pharmaceutical is meant for those in Ultraviolet ranks, but this form is much dirtier, cheaper and more addictive. In order to get people hooked, they've put a healthy dose in the wagon wheel's ORANGE and RED level coffee-like supplies. The drug causes a very bullet proof feeling of euphoria. Side effects include paranoia, hallucinations, increased sociability, increased sex drive, panic attacks, excited delirium - extreme agitation and violence, and the temporary loss of feeling in nerve endings (inability to feel pain). A standard dose lasts four hours. Withdrawal symptoms include nosebleeds, sweating, nausea, dehydration and blinding migraines. For those that want more of the drug, Free Enterprise will make it easily accessible.

At 1200, a squad of Grey Ops will arrive at Medical Services to escort Caitlin Snow away for suspected treason. Anyone asking for additional information will be told it's classified and warned not to continue asking questions. Approximately fifteen minutes later another squad of Grey Ops will arrive at Internal Security to lead Vision away. Anyone asking for additional information will be given the same party line.

At 1400 today, Jack Harkness will be summoned by Mind Control to the Production offices on the twenty fifth floor. There he will be offered a position in Media Production where he will assist with the Teela O'Malley show. This position will come with a clearance level promotion of ORANGE, since the talk show star doesn't associate with anyone of lower clearance level. Jack will be responsible for ramping up the excitement levels of the live audience and the personal entertainment of the star.

Evening [1600 - 2200] — Citizen Improvement
All Alpha citizens are encouraged to better themselves through Alpha’s wide variety of educational, entertainment and cultural opportunities offered each evening. Attending these sanctioned events are not mandatory, but is highly encouraged by The Computer. Citizens choosing not to take advantage of these opportunities, have a growing number of other options available to them in how to spend their hard earned credits and free time.

Tonight’s event will be at 1900 in Meeting Room G, Wagon Wheel Floor 24 and will be hosted by the Alpha Smiling Club. Join us tonight for refreshments and tips on faking it until you make it!

Alpha Curfew Restrictions
All Alpha citizens should be in their quarters within the Wagon Wheel by 2200, unless they’ve been given permission from a GREEN or higher clearance level citizen. Sleeping Aid gas is dispelled each night in the Wagon Wheel at 2200 to assist citizens in getting a productive sleeping period.

Confession Booths
There are hundreds of confession booths available around Alpha Complex if a citizen would like to communicate directly with the computer. Please use these confession booths to report mission statuses, report treason or terrorist acts, unregistered mutants, confess your trespasses against Alpha Complex, request propaganda or speak with Your Friend, The Computer, at any time.

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Derek nods a little. He gets that. Even though Derek spends most of his time in clothes, even back home, it's mostly due to societal conditioning and has much less to do with actually enjoying being dressed. He prefers not to be, but unless he's alone or with someone intimately, he keeps his clothes on. Mostly, at least.

"Yeah, I feel you," he sympathizes with a frown. Derek doesn't think it'd be awkward if they both just indulged in that urge, but there's a couple of reasons he's not inclined. One of those reasons is the fact that there are cameras everywhere and while he isn't insecure about his body or worried about people seeing it for the sake of seeing it, he isn't really interested in getting arrested for treason if being naked is against the law here. Considering everything else that they consider to be treasonous, it honestly would not surprise him. The other reason he doesn't wish to disrobe is named Buffy.

With a little smile, Derek drops down on his bed, leaning forward with his hands on his knees. "Almost two weeks. So not as long as some, but...long enough," he says, "to be fed up with it."

Alcide starts to sit on his bed as well, but at the last minute he just starts slowly pacing the room back and forth, left and right and diagonal. He's got all this restless energy and he's afraid that if he relaxes, if he lets his guard down, he'll give over to those baser instincts of his self that he usually doesn't let himself give over to. He just met Derek. Derek seems like a nice guy. There's no need for Alcide to make a damn fool of himself with Derek.

"Fed up is right." He says with a nod. It's been two days and he's already fed up. Then again, Alcide doesn't have much tolerance for injustice. And that's just what this seems like to him. Abducted and put to work, bits of himself missing without his consent? Yep. Injustice. Someone's gonna pay.

"I think they did somethin' to us today. Maybe..." He looks up at the vent that usually pumps a sleep aide into the room. "Maybe through the vent." Buffy bought him a gas mask, but maybe it was pumped into the room after he took his off this morning. Alcide really, really hates being drugged.

He's still glaring at the vent when his exhale turns into a low, dangerous growl. "Fuck this shit."

It didn't take Derek very long to feel the same frustration with this place that Alcide is probably feeling. A few hours in after he'd accepted the glitches to be memories, and he was already practically crawling out of his own skin with anger that he'd lost the wolf. Derek had been born that way; it's all he remembers. It's who he is. Derek's long lost himself and he lets the wolf inside define him, so not having it has had Derek muddling through something of an existential crisis he's been keeping to himself.

"You think?" he asks. Derek can't recall feeling any different, but then maybe that's because he doesn't realize just how closed off and cold he can sometimes be perceived to be. "...that explains the dancing," he realizes, though, giving a facial shrug and a little nod. "And the groping." Katniss first, several clients at his troubleshooting station as the afterthought.

The problem is that Derek is still largely feeling pretty good. He's just had another cup of coffee before coming into the room and that frustration he usually feels has drained away. Alcide's upset isn't lost on him, but he can't relate to it right now. "Easy, chief. Those cameras have microphones you know. I'd prefer not going through an interrogation because you got carted off, you know? Take a breath. I know it sucks, but there's not a whole lot we can do until we have more information and a few more Specials get more clearance than we've got right now. I'm not very good at patience, either, but we kinda don't have a choice, man."

Being told what to do when he's feeling every inch the Alpha is a horrible situation to be in. This is the worst moment for Derek and Alcide to meet because generally, Alcide is in complete control, a good guy with good morals and alright people skills. Right now, he's none of those things. He wants to shift, be wild and fuck. He's the king of his domain and other wolves or people know not to mess with him because they just know. The same way people cross the street when they see a scary looking person headed their way.

Alcide reels and glares. His words are practically growled out. "Don't tell me what to do!"

He catches himself, takes that rage and tries so damn hard to reel it in. He doesn't need to buck up to Derek, show him who's in charge. There's no reason for that because he isn't in charge here. He even quit being in charge back home, left being Pack Master behind him. So then why does he feel so on edge? Why does he feel that wildness of being Alpha right now.

He runs both hands back over his head and pulls slightly at his hair, the sting of it helping to bring him into the present. "Look man, I'm sorry. I'll leave." Alcide doesn't want to get anyone in trouble, after all. He's always an 'others before self' kind of guy. "Just know this isn't me. It isn't me." Except deep down, on some level, no matter how he fights it, it is him. Alpha is Alcide Herveaux.

Normally, Derek would take the aggression as a sign to stand his ground and potentially start a fight. He blames the wolf for that, because Derek's quicker to throw a punch than to talk out a problem. It's harder not having his normal self in place, because he doesn't know his own strength stunted as it is — he hasn't had a reason to test it — and he doesn't know how well he'd hold up without the extra force. Alcide is bigger. Not by much, but by enough that in a fragile human body, Derek's not looking to goad him any further.

Instead, he lays back on his bed after holding up two hands defensively and lifting his eyebrows in a whoa, chill out, expression. "You don't have to go. I'm just waiting for Buffy and the sleep gas and I'm out of here anyway for a while. Doesn't matter. Where are you gonna go? There's nowhere in this place to go you won't run into someone else that pisses you off with a more lax attitude. I'm probably about as mild as I've seen so far today."

...he's thinking of Katniss.

Clearing his throat, Derek looks over at him. "You do you. I'm taking a nap before I'm up all night."

Wait. What? Derek is waiting for Buffy? Are they together? As in together together? Unfortunately, that's the way Alcide takes that. And in that case, that's just great. He'd kind of had sex with his roommate's girl earlier, in the hallway, for everyone to see. If this isn't an episode of Days of Our Lies, he doesn't know what is.

Also, maybe there's a surprising twinge of jealousy there. Which makes no sense since he's only known Buffy a day and a half. It's stupid so he pushes that away and just lets it be. He can't help it if Buffy and Alcide are a couple. He also can't change what happened in the hallway earlier even if he wishes he could rewind and get a do over.

In any case, he's glad that Derek seems to take his outburst in stride, another reason to like the guy even if whatever's wrong with him is working hard to make Alcide himself very unlikable on all fronts.

"What are you doin' when you're stayin' up all night?" He asks. "You don't get caught?"

Closing his eyes and trying to get comfortable on an uncomfortable mattress, Derek takes a deep breath. He doesn't really know if he can trust this guy yet and that alone would normally make him say something rude like maybe Alcide should mind his own goddamned business. After Vision was arrested, Derek's learned that he needs to be more careful with what he says and to whom. He just has to hope that wherever they took the red man, he doesn't run off at the mouth about Derek talking about memories over glitches; werewolves over humans.

But this chill mood has overtaken him and loosened his lips. In too many ways, really, but at least with Alcide it's just talking.

"We explore," he says with a shrug. "So far we haven't gotten caught. Can't say that'll be true forever, but for now? We've been pretty lucky, so far." His eyes open for a moment and he looks back at the other man. "Tell her to wake me up when it's time? She'll know what you mean," he asks. If Buffy could wake him up before the vents open, so he could put on the gas mask, then he'll be fine. If she can't or forgets, she's on her own for the night.

Alcide makes himself sit on the side of his bed, leans forward to rest his elbows on his knees and laces his fingers together. He takes a slow, deep breath to try to calm the energy inside that has nowhere to go. Derek looks like he's resting well, calm and collected. Alcide is having a problem with that. But he's trying, really, in spite of the ridiculous upset that Derek and Buffy are a thing. It's better that he knows now, anyway.

"I'll tell her." He tells Derek with a nod. Buffy will wake Derek up and Alcide will... man the fort until they get back.

He wants to ask if they've found anything interesting in their night time explorations, but it looks like Derek is done with the conversation and Alcide doesn't want to push having just met the guy. Especially after his own outburst and the chill way Derek had handled it. He can ask Buffy later. There's also a small part of him that wonders if 'explore' is code for something else.

"I'll let you rest until then. Sorry for the... you know." That thing he did.

"Thanks, man, I appreciate it," Derek replies. He'd feel worse about passing out on the guy if he hadn't just lost his shit for a second over something dumb. Derek's not in a crappy mood, for a change, and he'd like to keep it that way, so calling the conversation done before it gets ugly again seems like the best course of action. Especially since they still have to live together.

If he had any idea what Alcide thought Derek actually meant by "exploring," he'd probably laugh himself to death. Buffy's a gorgeous woman and Derek isn't blind, but at the end of the day, she's her world's equivalent of a hunter. He's learned his lesson already when it comes to mingling romantically or sexually with hunters when one is a werewolf. Buffy isn't Kate, not by a long shot, but he's got it in his head anyway. Being friends with her is awesome, but he's got no interest in anything more than that.

"No, it's cool, man. Don't worry about it," he tells the other man. "G'night. See you probably tomorrow." He assumes. After that, Derek rolls away and closes his eyes to let himself drift off.

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