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Daycycle 102 [ August 7 - August 13]

daycycle 102

[Aug 7 - Aug 13]

Early Morning [0800 - 0900] — All Troubleshooters Report for Duty
There is no Mission assigned to any Specials today.

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.

At 1200 today, a list of high-ranking non-registered mutants will be released to the public. These officials will scramble to account for their tardiness in registering to the Computer and will shortly after be assigned Troubleshooters as body guards against retaliating Anti-Mutant members. All assigned troubleshooters are to keep their charges alive until shift change at 0700 on Day 103, using whatever means necessary. Permission temporarily granted to travel to restricted areas within the clearance level of their charge. Both bodyguards should be present at all times with few exceptions.

Barry Allen & Jillian Holtzmann - Otto Vaska, Stasis - can suspend time briefly, INDIGO, Central Processing
Steve Rogers & Parker - Xeno Fane, Charm - can make people like them, BLUE, Production, Logistics & Commissary
Blue Sargent & Morgana - Priskilla Linos, Polymorphism - can shapeshift, BLUE, Housing, Planning & Development
Cisco Ramon & Stiles Stilinski - Gabi Aline, Adrenaline Control - can control adrenaline levels in others, BLUE, Technical Services
Root & Tony Stark - Sol Sisel, Desolidity - can walk through walls, INDIGO, Research & Development

[ Player note: Characters may notice that any mutant abilities they once possessed may have a very weak showing when in close proximity to Alpha mutants. Mission success or failure is up to the players.]

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 1800 in the Commissary and will be hosted by the Alpha Chess Club. Come participate in the biggest (and only) Chess Tournament sanctioned by the Computer.

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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Adam spends the morning at his job working on motorized transport vehicles. It's methodical and familiar work to him, which is probably the reason the computer assigned him here. The work is perfect for him as he's good with mechanics, repairing and maintaining the vehicles, and driving them around. He skips lunch and while the others are having a lunch break, he studies the mechanics and computers of some of the vehicles he's unauthorized to use.

By the afternoon, after work, he'll be skipping the citizen improvement meetings. He's out and about, watching guard shifts, watching those with higher level clearance than him, listening in on conversations and learning things. Adam is good at going unnoticed, at being invisible. He'll, for the most part, go unnoticed unless someone happens upon him intentionally.

He gets back to the RED level living quarters an hour before curfew. First, he swings by the cafeteria to grab something quick so that he will have eaten something today. Then, he finds the rooms that RED's stay in. Every night he checks the roster of who's living where and in what room. Adam likes to know his surroundings, who is where and when they're there. Then he retires to his room with Ronan.

Barry's been trailing Otto Vaska for the majority of the day and he thinks he might just be a toddler in an INDIGO jumpsuit. The man is nearly insufferable, having somehow translated the word bodyguards into personal slaves. He doesn't know why Holtzmann didn't fight him for the chance to get away for a few minutes in order to grab them dinner from the cafeteria, but she didn't and he's too relieved to bring it up.

He steps into line, glancing around the almost empty cafeteria. He spots Adam getting in the red line and decides to wait for him after he's gotten his meals. It's been a while since he's seen him.

"Hey," Barry calls out, falling into step beside him. "How's it going?"

Adam is so thankful he didn't get assigned a baby sitting job. He's always too busy babysitting Ronan on most any day. Keeping track of both Ronan and another would be near impossible. Plus, Adam isn't so good at taking care of things he doesn't really care about. Barry is a nice guy, from what Adam can tell. He's probably better for that job than Adam would be.

It's been awhile since he's seen Barry. He doesn't necessarily smile so much as his eyes light up with recognition and give the impression of a smile. Barry is a potential friend. And Adam doesn't make friends easily so it's a big deal for him to consider someone a potential friend.

"It's going okay." Adam says, picking up a tray. "It's been awhile. You okay?

It's a loaded question, even if Adam doesn't realize it and Barry stalls for a moment before giving a small shrug. "Well, I'm babysitting a toddler in INDIGO and we're still here, but other than that I guess things are okay also."

He gives Adam a small smile. "I've been meaning to check in on you and Ronan and see how you're holding up." And also to make sure they haven't gotten into any trouble. He doesn't know them well, but he does know that Ronan is a little bit of a loose canon and Adam usually goes along for the ride. "Do you need anything?"

Being okay here can be a matter of circumstance. It can vary from day to day, person to person, minute to minute. Adam gets that. Sometimes it can be a loaded question. Sometimes it's just a question. Sometimes it's hard to go into more detail when you know every move you make is watched, studied and judged. They have to be careful what they say and how they say it.

"I'm glad I didn't get babysitting duty." That's probably the first really good thing that's happened to him here, aside from having Ronan here.

And it means something to Adam that Barry asks about Ronan, that he would think to check in on them. Barry is definitely friend potential. "We're good. We've been... exploring." Getting into places they shouldn't and getting in trouble. Exploring is a good term for that. Much of that is Adam's fault though, not Ronan's. Adam's been gathering information, as much as he can, anywhere he can get it. Ronan's trouble making is of a different kind.

"What work do you do around here?" Adam asks him. That's his answer to if he needs anything. Gathering information, always. Maybe Barry can help him with something. Maybe not.

Barry grins and nods at Adam. "You have no idea."

Babysitting duty has been a major inconvenience so far. He may have been hoping that having access to INDIGO levels would be beneficial, but Vaska's been ordering the two of them around to do menial tasks and he hasn't had the chance to do much of anything but observe how much better living conditions are at that level.

"I hope you're being careful," Barry says, trying and failing not to sound too much like a parental figure. It's not as if Adam is that much younger than him, but he can't help but feel somewhat responsible for all the Specials, especially the younger ones. He can only imagine the things he would be getting up to if he hadn't already learned some lessons the hard way.

"They've got me in forensics. It's what I used to do back home. It's a little different here, but it does keep me pretty updated on the kind of crimes they have." He paused, weighing the tray in his hands. "You're in motor pool, right?"

"Learn anything interesting?" Adam feels compelled to ask, just in case he's missing out on something by being left off of babysitting duty. Then again, his record here is probably the reason he was left off. He's surprised he got paired up with Matt to go into some usually restricted ( to him) areas a day before. He wasn't able to use that to his full advantage though, not with Matt there. And maybe that was the plan too.

Adam takes the concern in stride. People being concerned about him is a relatively new thing in his life. Their care isn't something he takes for granted. Being the opposite of careful is also something relatively new to him. If Barry sticks around he'll probably learn that about Adam too.

As it is, Adam just nods and makes no comment on being careful. Better to lie by omission than outright, at least until he's positive that Barry won't turn him in anywhere.

"Forensics? That's cool." He's already known that Barry is nice and kind of cute. He's also smart. That could come in handy eventually. "How do they apply that here?" What kind of forensics is there to do here?

He nods, knowing that motor pool is a far cry beneath forensics. That's okay though. He's trying not to let that inferiority he's so accustomed to creep back in. He's come a long way since that ruled his life. He isn't entirely home free of it yet though. He might never be. "Yeah, I'm good with... fixing things, working on the engines."

"Not really," Barry says, some of his own disappointment creeping in. He'd hoped that tailing someone so high up on the food chain would at least have some positive intel, but he hadn't really managed to get anything useful yet. "Except that the security is a lot more lax for those inside Indigo walls."

"Usually, it's used to track down people for petty crimes," Barry says, slightly embarrassed at how lame that sounds. "For those that actually have trials, we present what matches we have." The only useful thing they've been managed to do is help Matt get some people who were innocent off for their treason charges.

"That's a really good skill to have," Barry says, thinking momentarily of Wally. "Especially here where everything's slightly different. Have you learned anything interesting down there?"

"So you trap all the bad guys, huh?" Adam says, carrying his tray to his table and looking incredibly interested in the muck that passes for food in here. Strangely, he's gotten used to it at this point. Still, he's trying to find it very interesting since he's one of those that's usually caught with petty crimes, mostly breaking and entering into unauthorized places.

At a table, he sets his tray down and hesitates in answering the last question. What Barry really is out to catch people doing things the Almighty Computer thinks they shouldn't? Adam doesn't get that impression from him, but the petty crime mention has his defenses up.

"Uhm... well..." He shrugs, deciding to play stupid in the moment at the very last second. "Some of the engineering is pretty high tech." He looks up to Barry, gauging his reaction.

"Yeah, kind of," Barry says, moving with him. He should be heading back upstairs with the meals he's obtained for himself and Holtz, but he's not quite ready to return to his assignment. Maybe just a few minutes more getting to know Adam.

"Well, kind of. Not all of them are really guilty. And if the ones that are..." He trails off, glancing around them for a moment before raising his eyebrows meaningfully. He and Lydia have a way of losing things that don't fit in with their own code of justice. It wasn't entirely ethical, but then again, neither was the computer.

"Yeah, I could see that," Barry says with a nod. "Has it been difficult figuring it out?"

He thinks he gets what Barry is saying. Like Matt, who Adam also met recently, Barry does what he has to but also tries to work around the system, a corrupt system, from Adam's point of view. Adam can respect that.

He nods quickly so that Barry knows he gets it, kind of.

"There are some..." chinks in the armor? "Nothing's perfect. Not even technology." And that's what he's learned. He can work with (or against) the mechanics he sees. "I've figured a lot of it out. And I can... fix things." He can override their systems to an extent. He has before. He will again.

Barry studies Adam's eyes for a moment, making sure that he means what he thinks he means before giving him a slow, small grin.

"That's great," he says with a small nod. "That will probably be really useful some day soon." Maybe sooner rather than later. They approach the part of the cafeteria where seating is divided by colors and Barry stops before stepping in the section painted RED.

He sighs and gives Adam an apologetic look. "I guess I should be getting back. Let me know if you guys need anything. Specials have to stick together, right?"

Felicity had just left Barry and Morgana's room on the ORANGE level when she comes out of the elevator back onto RED. Down the hall, she sees a man dressed just like her looking at their housing roster.

She doesn't say anything from this distance — she'll have to be yelling very loud and Felicity suspects that might get her in trouble. But her room would take her past the roster postings, so she'll be able to get a better look once she's nearby.

It's easy to memorize the roster. One might even say that Adam has very close to an eidetic memory although not exactly. It isn't like he can take a snapshot of information with a single glance. But he can repeat something in his mind a handful of times and remember it well enough.

He's doing that repetition thing when the woman passes behind him. By being a creepy eavesdropper, he's put a face with most of the names. He thinks this might be Felicity Smoak although he isn't a hundred percent on that. That means he needs to get that hundred percent. Knowledge is power. That's his motto.

"Hey. You're in room 1103, right? I'm in 1101." He offers her a hand. "Adam Parrish."

"Adam," she repeats, "liiiike Adam and Eve."

As she shakes his hand, she smiles, but in her mind she's thinking about what a dumb comment she just made. She was suddenly a little flustered, when she wasn't a moment ago. It probably has something to do with the fact that up close, she can finally see his face — and how handsome he looked.

"Uhhm, I'm Felicity. Smoak." And by now they've obviously been shaking hands for too long, so she lets go. "Sorry I- I didn't mean to keep your hand hostage, there." Yeah this wasn't working. She needs to change the subject, and fast: "How long have you been living in 1101?"

Mhm. Because that was going to be a riveting topic. Good job Smoak.

Adam can hear Ronan in his mind almost instantly. 'More like Adam and Steve', Ronan would say with a smirk. Adam isn't Ronan though. So he smirks and nods at the biblical reference. Ronan is the more religious of the two of them. Adam is... well, vicariously religious, he supposes.

Their hands keep shaking and Adam realizes how awkward it is to shake hands this long with a pretty girl. He can't tell if she's the one holding on or he is, which is also weird. He's thankful that she takes the blame for it, which probably makes him a despicable person.

"A long time. I live with someone named Ronan Lynch. If you ever need anything, we're pretty handy." Which he realizes is also an awkward thing to say. And really, when he says 'we' he means that he's the handy one. Adam fixes things that need fixing.

He tries to recover from the awkward. "Who are you rooming with?"

Was that-? Did she-? No, she was probably imagining things. It was definitely her that had been holding onto his hand for too long. Right?

When Adam says Ronan's name, her ears perk up. Was he living with Ray? Or, not Ray, as he made very clear to her yesterday. But then Adam is telling her that they're both very handy and she can't help but smile.

"Handy? Like ... you're good with your hands?" Effing eff eff. "I mean with your tools. And by tools I mean hammers!" Wow she just cannot stop today, can she?

Felicity's face looks like she's ready to die right now, but thank god Adam was asking her that question. She can't mess that one up. "I'm living with a woman named Parker. I'm not actually sure if that's ... her first or last name. She isn't around a lot."

The flushed heat that rises into Adam's cheeks is so obvious, he's sure. He's certain his skin has turned a deep rose hue at the trajectory of this conversation. The funny thing is, it's not just Felicity's fault. They're both stumbling their way through it in different ways.

Especially when Adam answers the 'tools' comment with, "I have tools." Way to go there, Adam. Good job. Because now his mind is thinking about tools that have nothing to do with hammers.

Still with the blushing. Still with the awkward.

"Uhm. I mean tools like hammers and wrenches and drills." Drills. Drilling. Drilling all the things. Damn it.

Adam takes a deep breath to try to find some kind of cool, to try to salvage any of whatever can still be salvaged here. "I haven't run into Parker yet. But I think Ronan has." Ronan had mentioned Parker, after all. "He did a job with her or something. I can't remember. It's been awhile. You know how they have those assignments each day."

[ ooc: last post should have said "Roy" not "Ray" ]

It had to be the hallway lighting they used at night, combined with the reflection from their red jumpsuits that transforms Adam's face into a very healthy shade of red. Because Felicity knows there was absolutely no way he was blushing right now. Not because of her. She never makes anyone blush.

Except herself. She blushes a lot, given the words that just come tumbling out of her mouth, and after that comment from Adam about how he has tools, she was definitely start to feel warmth in her cheeks.

"That's um ... great. Drills and wrenches and hammers are ... great tools. I'll uhm, be sure to knock on your door if I ever need someone to drill, or hammer or screw..." She blinks for a second and the heat really rushes to her face as Felicity realizes she needs to add a noun to that sentence asap. "... myyyyyy ... bookshelves."

Felicity doesn't even have bookshelves.

Should she just run for it? At this point, that seems safer than actually continuing this conversation. She takes a step to the side, closer to her door and further from this terribly attractive ... Adam.

"I think I met your roommate yesterday, actually," she says, taking another step. "I got lost outside of the Wagon Wheel, and he um, walked me back to my room. Speaking of which, my roommate probably really needs me, because that's normal, so I'm just gonna-" She points to her door, which was literally a few feet away. "Go ... find her."

There's a silent moment before Felicity all but runs the remaining four feet to her door, opens it, and shuts it behind her.

Oh man, this just keeps getting worse. Ronan would have a field day with this. So would Blue. Although he isn't sure Blue would rib him about it as much as Ronan would. Adam has a tendency to stumble over everything with girls he thinks are pretty, Blue included. And therein lie old wounds that, while healed, sometimes still rise to the surface.

Ronan would just laugh at him, at the way Adam's skin flushes even more and he forgets to breathe when Felicity continues on with drill, hammering and screwing. It's like a roller coaster that's quickly sped upward to its peak. There's no power in the universe that could stop it from going down again. Once Adam's mind had started going to that place, nothing could stop him from ending up in the gutter and staying there for a bit. Now everything sounds like it has innuendo and double entendre to it.

Adam stares at Felicity, slack jawed, reminding himself to breathe. Somehow it's the echo of the word bookshelves that snaps him out of it. Bookshelves. Bookshelves. Think about bookshelves. "Yeah, bookshelves. Reading is good."

Horrible, horrible save, Adam. Not so great job.

In fact, he did such a good job that she's almost literally running away from him. Really, if anyone is watching, computer included, they all much be laughing at him. Adam's life is usually something akin to a sci-fi fantasy drama. Right now, left alone in the hallway after meeting Felicity Smoak, he's playing at a dramady, heavy on the comedy.

Reading is good are the last words she remembers him saying as Felicity stands, back against her own door, breathing heavily.

Adam Parrish. She's already dreading how much eye contacting she'll be avoiding the next time she bumps into him because to Felicity, all of that awkward was completely her fault.

At least he got to confirm that she lived in 1103. There was no doubt about that now.

Edited (whhoooops wrong room number) 2016-08-26 01:34 (UTC)

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Daycycle 102 [ August 7 - August 13]

daycycle 102

[Aug 7 - Aug 13]

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Just before curfew

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omg these adorable kids, i mean tomatoes

right? such cute. much adorbs.

this is a good end I think? (FOR NOW)