Daycycle 112 [ October 16 - October 22 ]

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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.

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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.

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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!

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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.

Comments

[whattingawhat]

"I think they're probably done for the night. Investigation seems like a day job to me," Buffy responds. After all, it's not like it just happened. She's running more on that fearlessness, that feeling of immortality rather than the paranoid he seems to have tapped into.

She shrugs a little. "At least one of us feels better." She means that too. Telling him isn't going to change how she feels about what happened (probably) but hey, if it makes him feel better, that works.

It's a conversation she might have with WIllow, or even Spike, but not with many others. At least he's taking it all with a grain of salt and he is helping her see the bright side, such as it is. "Okay, well there is that." She climbs back up on his back, arms around his shoulders, letting her chin rest against his shoulder.

"It had to be something, right? I mean...you acted weird. I acted weird. It's not like I know Alcide very well, but who does that normally?" Besides, if they can explain it away with something in the water, that means she doesn't have to examine her actions too hard. "I'm glad it's worn off."

Yeah. It's totally worn off.

Idiots.

[duelo]

It's uncomfortably comfortable to feel Buffy climb onto his back again and rest her chin on his shoulder. Mostly because, when Derek thinks about it, they've only known each other about two weeks, give or take, and they started off on a pretty distrustful foot, at least on his end. Now, he thinks nothing of carrying her around; she thinks nothing of making herself comfortable while he does it.

"See, could be worse," he replies, adjusting her weight on his back before he starts moving. Maybe he likes her because she reminds him a little of his sisters. Buffy is kind of a healthy mix of Laura before the fire and Cora after it. So he, weirdly, has a vested interest in trying to cheer her up a little. He hasn't realized it yet, but Derek has sort of adopted Buffy as de facto little sister.

"It was definitely something. All I had all day was water and coffee. I guess it could've been the soylent, but I barely ate any today…" he says thoughtfully. He huffs a little. "Thank God for small favors," he agrees to the sentiment that, clearly, it's worn off. Idiots, indeed.

Thinking he's seen something moving in the corner of his eye, Derek whirls in place, his fingertips digging into Buffy's thighs to keep from dropping her. "What was that? Did you see that? You saw that, right? Somebody's following us," he hisses.

[whattingawhat]

It's nice to have someone they can trust here, someone they're comfortable with. When she first met Derek, she wouldn't have put money on her person being him, but she's really glad it's worked out this way.

"Yeah, yeah," she mumbles, still not pleased with the turn of events, but he's right. It could absolutely be worse. They're actually about the same age, but she doesn't mind Derek thinking of her like a little sister. She's never been a younger sibling. It's nice. He's certainly become a de facto big brother.

"I didn't eat much soylent either, but I did have a lot of coffee. Caffeine doesn't usually do much for me." Caffeine doesn't do much for her when she's a slayer because she metabolizes it too quickly for it to do much. She forgets she doesn't have that same metabolism here. "I used to drink it by the gallon at work." When she was a barista, or at least it had felt like it.

He whirls and she tightens her arms, not paying so much attention to whether or not she's strangling him as she had been. "Yeah...a shadow, right? But we just came off the elevator. Were they watching for us? Maybe it's just...someone like us." Someone prowling around after curfew.

[duelo]

Derek pauses at that. "I had a lot of coffee, too, today," he replies. "It doesn't have an effect on me back home, but now that I'm just human, it gives me a little bit of a boost, but I usually just have a cup or two during the morning meeting. I've been drinking it all day," he says. Oh God, they drugged the coffee. That has to be it, they drugged the coffee and he'd been drinking it like water all day. Panic starts to set in. Things with Katniss could've been exponentially worse, but he hadn't had a cup in a while and he'd been able to grab ahold of his right mind for a few minutes in time to separate himself from her.

He could've been Buffy and Alcide if he'd grabbed one more cup of coffee before she'd started dancing with him. Jesus...

His arm fidgets under her leg, like he wants to raise his hand to run it through his hair but he can't because he's holding up her weight instead. It feels like the world is spinning too fast around him for him to keep up mentally with it.

At least Buffy's seen it this time; they've both seen the shadow and they're being followed. He knows it. They must be. "Yeah, a shadow. Of course they were watching us, there's cameras everywhere, Buffy, this place is like the Big Brother house on crack. Everywhere we go, everything we do, we're being watched. Maybe we shouldn't be out tonight. We should go back. Don't you think we should go back and just try again tomorrow?"

[whattingawhat]

"Yeah, it has more of an effect on me here too." If she sounds disgruntled at that, it's because she is. She's gotten used to not having her powers here, but that didn't mean she liked it. They'd drugged the coffee and Buffy is grumpy about it, even pissed because things had been almost as bad as they possibly could be.

For his sake, and Katniss's, she's glad that they hadn't ended up like her and Alcide.

Buffy is actually pretty glad she's not standing and that she's with someone she doesn't even remotely want to hit.

She takes a sharp breath, holding it as indecision whirls around her. There's a big part of her that still wants to explore, that wants to rebel, that's fearless, but the coffee really is wearing off, or it's effect on her is changing. Either way, she finally agrees with Derek. "Yeah. Okay. That might be a good idea."

Especially since she's hurt.

[duelo]

The stark realization that hunters — slayers; whatever — in Buffy's world are more powerful than humans would've put Derek on edge again, in this state, except that he's more focused on worrying about the fact that there's someone following them, Buffy's injured, and Derek's no good without his wolf.

Relief washes over him when Buffy agrees that they should go back, so he moves right back into the elevator. This time, he doesn't put her down. Once they reach their floor, there's no fumbling to get her back up on his back, so he just heads down the hall and gets them to their room. After setting Buffy down on her bed, he moves to his and wishes her good night before getting comfortable and letting himself drift off. They can try again tomorrow. Tonight is a bust.