Daycycle 103 [ August 14 - August 20 ]

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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.

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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.

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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 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.

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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.

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Specials Event!

[sanguinescry]

((ooc: feel free to comment directly to Lydia to thread with her here or else create your own subthreads beneath it!))

So, it wasn't a patented Lydia Martin party, given the limited resources, but Lydia liked to think she managed to put together a pretty decent shindig all the same. Steve had gotten the cake and had let she and Morgana use his kitchen, so while Lydia had raided his kitchen and managed to make a pretty decent homemade pizza — they'd probably only each get one small slice, but hey — she had Morgana working on slicing the fruit and vegetables that she'd nicked from her service firm to make a veggie and fruit tray. All in all, Lydia was pretty pleased with what they'd managed to accomplish in the span of less than twelve hours all together.

It didn't look like much down in Specials HQ, because she hadn't gotten to decorating at all, but there was real food, all the same, and with Barry's help, she even had made Dick a gift which she'd give to him a little later. She was still letting the foam set in its makeshift mold.

She'd cleared off the lab table and cleaned it before directing Steve to use it to put out the spread they'd managed to cobble together and, all in all, Lydia was pleased with the result and was grateful for everyone who had lent a hand.

For being stuck in Alpha Complex for it, Lydia hoped that she'd managed to make it at least somewhat of a happy birthday for Dick, anyway. That was what friends were for, after all.

Mission | Cisco & Root

[namegenerator]

Cisco was running on fumes by the time he left Gabi's subsector with Stiles. He hadn't really been able to sleep, even when it was his turn to try, because he couldn't shake the feeling that there was a very distinct possibility that the Anti-Mutant Dickhead Squad, or whatever they called themselves, would take the opportunity of her sleeping to attack. Even if they'd known she had bodyguards, what would've stopped them from killing he and Stiles on the spot? It wasn't like they were all that well-armed, after all. So the anxiety had kept him restless.

He'd been a zombie at the morning debriefing and then he'd waited for this Samantha woman so that he could do yet another mission. Cisco made a mental note to ask Barry if this was a regular thing, having what little free time he was supposed to have sapped away by bullshit missions every day in addition to his Troubleshooting position. The sooner they finished this mission, the better. Luckily, Cisco was mechanically inclined, so this should be a breeze. Maybe he could talk her into testing one or two breakers and then calling it a day so he could finally go to sleep. It had been over twenty-four hours of wakefulness already for Cisco and he was completely fried.

So when he saw a woman approaching, rather than his typical upbeat sort of attitude, he dully asked, "are you Samantha? If so, can we get this show on the road?" A yawn slipped out immediately after he asked and Cisco sighed in the wake of it. "Sorry. Long night."

Evening | Closed to Steve

[im_ironman]

As much as Lydia encouraged Tony to seek out Steve yesterday, he...didn't. Every time he thought he was ready for it, he found himself stalling, and before he knew it, he was just busy. Between work and different tasks, Tony busied himself and let himself get lost in the process of it all. This wasn't his lab, and it felt so weird to be working with tools and things that weren't his own, but the work was familiar, and that was what mattered.

That was also what caused him to try to juice up a robot when he probably shouldn't have. In Tony's mind he had been doing what he generally did, he was just trying to improve the robot that landed on his workstation, but... Well. It hadn't worked out all that well. It hadn't helped that at that particular moment he caught sight of Steve at the door, distracting him even further, and before he knew it the bot was in more pieces than it had to begin with. The supervisor hadn't seemed very happy with this, but Tony hadn't argued back. He was still learning how much he could push, so for now he just didn't and went back to his work as he and Steve silently agreed to hold off on their meeting until later.

Which, honestly, if Tony could hold off even longer, he probably would. Not because he didn't want to talk to Steve about what was going on, and definitely not because he didn't want to learn more about this place and what, exactly, they were dealing with. He just didn't know how to approach the man that had once been someone he trusted. Current circumstances reminded him that he couldn't be the bitter bastard he had been before waking up here, that this was bigger than both of them and whatever lingering anger or resentment remained needed to be forgotten.

So, now he's trying to do just that. His stomach feels like it's in knots when he spots Steve, but he hides it well as he walks up to him. Especially when he speaks, as casually as if nothing has happened.

"Hey. Is one of Alpha's Most Eligible Bachelors available to talk? I hear I need to talk to number 27."

Because why not break the ice with a little humor, right?

Open | Evening: Commissary

[cassandran]

Stiles had lingered in the room after the cafeteria had stopped serving evening meals, having seen the group of people who had come in to put up the makeshift stage, the tables pulled aside, while those still there had been asked to assist in rearranging the chairs into rows. He'd been hoping to slip away afterwards, nothing being sold as 'too boring' sparked any interest for him at all, but he hadn't had much luck when one of the drama club members had stood by the doors ambushing people to fill the seats.

Which meant he's stuck. Waiting around the seats furthest from the stage, while other crew members finished setting up. There are other people there, some who were asked to stay, while a few are genuinely interested in the show, theater geeks exist everywhere, all finding seats around the room before the lights are dimmed. With his seat though, he could get away with spacing out, and nobody would care.

There's a curtained off area serving as backstage, and from where he's sitting, he notices something about the props laid out for the show... is that a muppet? He really should have left when he'd had the chance.

Evening: Closed to Felicity

[runsonwater]

The party for the most part is a success and Barry is grateful that Lydia had come up with the idea. Not only did he think Dick needed it, but they all did. It was nice to forget, at least for a couple of hours, that they were all stuck here against their will.

As the party winds down he makes his way across the room to Felicity. He's been trying to think of ways to apologize for the rude awakening he'd given her on her first day. He hadn't meant to be so insensitive towards her feelings about Ray. There were probably a hundred ways he could've broken the news to her better, but he'd been so wrapped up in his own thoughts he hadn't thought twice about it.

That had been unkind and he still felt a small stab of guilt knowing that he'd caused her that kind of pain, even unintentionally. He steps up beside her, his shoulder brushing hers lightly.

"What do you think about partying Alpha style?" he asks with a small smile.