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DAYCYCLE 22 [ Feb 21 - 28 ]
This morning’s briefing will begin with the introduction of a special Special. Due to an error in cloning, Matt Murdock has been introduced to Alpha without his sight. The Computer has deemed in it’s great wisdom not to start the cloning process over until necessary due to the expense scrapping an otherwise flawless model citizen. Ray Palmer has been selected as the Troubleshooter to assist Murdock in his first days as a citizen of Alpha.
Hardison will be reinstating the network for the Specials this morning at 0800.
Troubleshooter Team: L. Martin and S. Rogers
Old issue PDCs are being replaced with a new DO-44 model, which is rolling out next week. You are to take these new models and demonstrate how to use them correctly at a booth in the Commissary. Rogers is to oversee the operation and ensure that citizens are properly trained. Martin will document the name and rank of every citizen educated. Make sure that you focus on it’s more than 40 new features, which include a lie detector, heartbeat monitor, pedometer tracker and a self-destruct sequence.
All other Troubleshooters: You are to report to your Service Firm positions for the day, until called on for Troubleshooter duty.
Intel: Troubleshooters who are interested in double hazard pay for going as part of an expedition to the surface should report to their briefing officer immediately to begin psychological and physical testing.
Those Troubleshooters who volunteer for the surface expedition will be subjected to a physically and mentally gruelling day of testing. The test themselves will not help anyone determine what exactly it is that is so dangerous on the surface, but everything will be hinted from nuclear radiation poisoning to unbearable heat. Psychological testing will include inkblot tests, word association and a lie detector test. Medical tests will also be performed to ensure that applicants are in perfect health. Those who are subjected to testing will be excused from their normal duties.
The Sector Appreciation Society will be meeting in each sector this evening at 1830 to do their quarterly scrubbing of walls and floors. They will try to recruit anyone and everyone to join in their work. Sleeping gas will be dispelled at 2100.
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But then maybe that was it. The two of them, least equipped to understand these devices, were the most unlikely candidates to be able to hack into them. Maybe that's why they were picked.
He nods when she whispers her plans. Leaning over casually, voice hushed, he says in return: "Make sure to record the serial number of the devices as we hand them out." A beat. "And I'd like to meet Ray sometime. In-person."
Ever since the explosion, Steve's heard Ray's voice, even seen him from across the room at the morning meetings. But he's never had a proper conversation with what seems like Lydia's best friend here.
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She gives the woman whose walked up to the booth a tired smile. "I need your ID, please," she says. And then adds to Steve, "you should. You'd like him."
Lydia takes the identification and records the information she needs on her tracking sheet.
"Thank you," she says, handing the ID back.
"Of course," the woman replies and Lydia stiffens a little. Something about her is really digging at Lydia and she can't quite put her finger on it. Steve still has to train the woman on the device, though, so maybe that'll but Lydia some time to think. In the meantime, she tilts her clipboard casually back so that only she and Steve can see it and she draws a little asterisk next to the woman's information.
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Lydia's probably heard Steve say that sentence a few dozen times now. Since training takes a little longer, Steve has been doing them in groups of five to ten, depending on how many people are at their booth. This last woman just makes five.
"Any questions so far?" he asks, halfway through. After Steve answers one or two, the woman speaks: "Does the lie detector only work on us? Or can we use it on other people?"
[ ooc: brb getting the answer to my own question from Sam ]
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Her eyes close unintentionally as the woman asks Steve a question, like she's trying to focus on the voice and she realizes belatedly that that's exactly what she's doing. It only takes another couple of seconds before it really registers why.
Lydia opens her eyes again and looks over at Steve, intentionally not looking at the woman for a moment, needing to collect herself, because it's finally hit her.
Boys, she wants us to stop.
She knows that voice. That voice was in the storage closet with her. That voice was beside the person behind the camera. Lydia's shaking, but she keeps her expression neutral and waits until Steve finishes his training; waits until they've all gone and her face is drawn and drained of color.
"She's one of them," she whispers to Steve when she's sure that no one is within earshot. Using her pen, she points to the name with the asterisk. "The hate group, I recognized the voice. I never saw their faces, but some of them talked — she talked."
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It isn't hard to know that at one point, Steve has done something like this before. In fact, he did more than train people, he got into a costume and sang and danced and punched Adolf Hilter in the face. All for a good cause.
As he spoke about the lie detectors though, Steve wondered if this was for a good cause.
It isn't long before the training is over and the group disburses. He'd caught Lydia glancing his way a few times and was just about to ask her when she started whispering.
She's one of them. The hate group, I recognized the voice. His brows narrow. I never saw their faces, but some of them talked — she talked. Nodding to Lydia, Steve looks down onto the clipboard at the name with an asterisk.
The Cap takes his own look around to make sure no one can hear them, then whispers in under his breath. "It was strong of you to tell me. If we have her name, we're already closer to finding out the names of everyone who was responsible." A beat. "Good job, Lydia."
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"I just want them stopped. I don't want them to hurt anybody else," she whispers back. She makes a mental note to mention it to Barry when she gets to work later. Maybe they can turn her in for treason. The A.S.S. is, after all, technically a secret society, isn't it?
"How many more?" she asks, snapping herself out of her train of thought. It's too soon for that. Turning one of them in just means the rest will retaliate. "I'm so over this," she adds, a little smile sliding over her lips even though it falls a little short of her eyes.
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Their time to speak in whispers in limited however, as the next batch of citizens begin to approach, each getting in line to receive their new PDCs.
Steve gives her a final nod of encouragement, before he goes back to managing the line.
[ ooc: we could wrap here or on your next tag? ]
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