Daycycle 125 [February 5 - February 11]

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Daycycle 125

[Feb 5 - Feb 11]

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

Early, Early Morning [1200 - 0400]
Room 1201 will be woken up at 1200 when a squadron of Internal Security Gray Ops come to arrest Barry Allen for treason. He will be led away at gun point and his roommate, Morgana LeFey will be immediately taken into IntSec for questioning. She will be questioned about the activities of her former roommate for several hours before being sedated and returned to her room before 0500. Morgana will not remember Barry's arrest or her questioning when she wakes.

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

The Briefing Officer seems particularly annoyed today as she gives a speech about working together for the greater good of Alpha and how any future attacks will be dealt with swiftly and justly without a trial. No arrests have been made for yesterday's attack due to a lack of substantial evidence, but IntSec is working on bringing those responsible and those participants who used excessive force to justice.

The rumor among IntSec personnel is that the security footage from the commissary for the hour of the event has been erased. Many believe it was a ProTech job and IntSec are focusing their sights on suspected members. If your character is suspected of being a member, they may be pulled into questioning at any time.

Derek Hale and Dirk Gently have been selected for today's mission.

‘As you know, today is Interrogator Appreciation Day, and we’re positively swamped with orders for PlastiFloral and UltraBonBon deliveries. Here is a list of interrogation chambers in this sector and the specific interrogator recipient at each.’ [ Don't be surprised if you are ordered to taste test each delivery of BonBons. Most higher ranking officials are on high alert due to the MOD killer.]

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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.

Isabelle Lightwood will be pulled from Medical Services to assist with a backlog of forensic work in IntSec. She will primarily be told to focus on the MOD murder evidence.

Jack Harkness will be given a bag of fan mail that was "lost", but most likely withheld by his mentor, Teela O'Malley. In it are many fan letters, two marriage proposals and one death threat.

Morgana LeFey will be assigned to a special hydroponic sector where Alpha scientists are working on developing faster growing fruit to meet a demand for more real food for citizens meeting key physical metrics. The chemicals being used have not yet been approved by PLC.

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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 L, Wagon Wheel, Floor 30 and will be hosted by the Alpha Association of the Dead. This association is for all clones who have been determined terminated by the computer and have been replaced in error. If you would like your existence to be acknowledged, please bring all forms, stamped and notified by the proper authorities and ten letters proving your existence by Alpha citizens of a BLUE or higher clearance level.

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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

[stillplaying]

It hadn't been easy for Katniss to return to the commissary today. She had skipped out on breakfast, trying to drown herself in the cold shower after leaving Derek's room that morning. As if by doing so, she could forget all about the attack yesterday. She had messed up. She had messed up in a way that could have been so potentially costly. It isn't that Katniss could have easily died. That need for her own survival to be paramount died when Prim had died. Died earlier than that, probably at some point during the Quarter Quell.

That Prim could have died from her inaction is what continues to haunt her. It had ate at her when she had slipped into Derek's bed and every time she woke up in the middle of the night, she had been reminded. Katniss had froze because Prim was in danger. All she could see was Prim's death in Panem.

This morning, despite being held throughout the night, she still feels guilty. She feels guilty for allowing herself to be comforted. She feels guilty for needing anyone to rescue her or Prim. Work doesn't do much to distract her. The guilt lingers into the afternoon. Come lunchtime, her stomach rumbles. Still, even as hungry as she is, she stands outside of the commissary.

Going in just makes the guilt feel all the more poignant.

[im_ironman]

Before the lunch hour started, Tony had gone to his room to get some schematics that he had hidden under his mattress. They're done on a simple napkin, and to anyone that doesn't know the secret code that Tony came up with in college it would seem like nonsense scribbled all over the place, but that's the point.

Nonetheless, as he walks back he doesn't bother reading them. The napkins are tucked neatly in his pocket as he heads back to the Commissary, but his thoughts immediately derail from the mental blueprints he's working on the moment that he catches sight of Katniss. Physically she doesn't look as if she was harmed last night, which definitely allows him to breathe a little better in relief. There's a look in her eyes that makes him worry, though, and he doesn't waste any time in approaching her.

"Hey, kiddo," he greets casually, although there's a hint of softness in his voice as he tries to not spook her. Tony had been there when she first arrived, after all; the last thing he wants to do is make her that jumpy again. "It's good to see you. Heading in for lunch?"

Are you okay? is what he really wants to ask, but again, he doesn't want to spook her with questions that maybe she doesn't want to answer.

[stillplaying]

Maybe she should have been more forthcoming to Tony when they first met. He had seen how shell-shocked she had been after arriving. How difficult it had been to break her silence and speak. How much she desperately wanted the glitches to be false and that past life she remembered to be a lie. All of that is a lot of what she feels now. She had failed Prim and she had failed herself. But explaining that to anyone who isn't Derek still seems difficult.

If Tony had judged her back when she first arrived, he hasn't given any indication. Nor is he looking at her funny right now. What kind of strange person can't seem to enter a dining hall?

Her. Apparently.

"Maybe," she answers quietly, watching him closely. "I'm still thinking about it. Are you?"

[im_ironman]

Tony has never really expected Katniss to be forthcoming to him. Maybe it would have been easy to write her off, let someone else worry about her, but he couldn't function that way. There has always been something about her that makes him want to protect her, even if she seems tough enough to protect herself anyway.

That is why, when she answers him that quietly and still doesn't seem like she's ready to move into the Commissary, Tony doesn't waste any time. He moves to stand next to her; close enough so that they could still talk, but still leaving enough space so that she could (hopefully) not feel like he's crowding her.

"I'm still debating if I want to eat, or if I'll just go back to work." He shrugs slightly, as if it's not a big deal. "So, I guess you could say I'm still thinking about it, too."

He pauses, but only for a brief moment. Despite his initial attempt to not ask if she's okay, he can't help it. "What's going on?"