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alphalogs2016-08-14 11:16 am
Daycycle 103 [ August 14 - August 20 ]
daycycle 103
[Aug 14 - Aug 20]
Early Morning [0800 - 0900] — All Troubleshooters Report for Duty
Samantha "Root" Groves and Cisco Ramon, have been selected for today’s mission. Details are below:
"Confirm circuit breakers are functioning properly by creating short circuits to test them."
Please debrief the computer on the status of your mission by the end of the Daycycle here.
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.
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 the Commissary and will be hosted by the Amateaur Dramatics Group. You're invited to come see the one woman show that Mind Control called too "boring" to put on early morning television.
Specials Event - All Specials with knowledge of Specials HQ have been invited to a surprise party to celebrate wanted fugitive, Dick Grayson's, seventeenth birthday.
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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"And call me Root." She starts to dig into her own unit, pulling out and separating wires into groups for re-connection.
no subject
He nods a little at the name and briefly considers continuing to call her variations of Samantha just to annoy her but he's too tired to be a troll. "Root then. Was I right about the box?"
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"You do a lot of work like this? I mean, there are Specials who have never seen a keyboard before waking up here."
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He seems a little surprised at the fact that there are people who wouldn't even be at least a little familiar with general technology this day in age, even if it's just in passing, but then he considers the fact that there's time travel potentially involved here and shakes off the thought. It makes sense if those people came from times where tech was less prominent or wholly non-existent. "I'm a mechanical engineer. I used to build specialized weapons for a living, so yeah. You could say that, I guess." He pauses as he finishes rewiring the box, tests it, and finds it to be in perfect working order. "Yahtzee. This one's good to go."
Cisco moves on to get to his next box to repeat the process, because he's about ninety-nine percent sure, he's going to have to. "What about you? What'd you do before here?"
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She's usually better about not initiating small talk-- and she'd assumed that Cisco's ire with her might keep him from engaging in anything beyond superficial conversation. Now, she thinks of her glitches: of her team, and of her Machine. Lost to her-- no, the Machine wasn't the one who left her behind. She'd made herself a pawn, sacrificed in not a Queen's Gambit but in...
Well, chess was always Harry's game.
"Package delivery." She starts, and then supplies another in a light voice. "Nanny. Colonial reenacter. Spent a little time as an entertainer for children's parties, too."
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He's not really one for small talk, either. At least, not with people who are so admittedly willing to throw him under the bus for a maybe scenario, that's for sure. But it seems like the natural progression of the conversation, so he reciprocates the question. He smirks a little and gives a soft, amused huff in response.
"So jack of all trades," he replies. "Nice."
He's quiet for a few more minutes while he finishes up fixing the breakers in this box and testing them. "Two fixed and fully functional. I've got three more on my half of the mission. If I fix all those, that's five. How many will you be able to fix? Think we can get ourselves closer to 50/50 for functional?"
<3 wrap soon???
"I'll have six done."
One more from you should do it! :D
"Well, pin a rose on your nose, Samantha. That's eleven, so then we're probably around forty-five percent functional to sixty-five percent non-functional. What are the odds we'll get off on a successful mission status?"
He works his way the other boxes, slower than he'd like because he's so dead tired, but not so slow that he's dragging them both down with a lack of progress. "I'm heading back to the first box to meet you," he tells her as he finishes up the last one and starts back in that direction.
o7 <333 you're too good to me
"You know there's still a better than good chance we get screwed, right?" But she's got the report ready to submit, and even hands it over to him to look over. See? Not throwing him under the bus. Go team, rah rah!