Daycycle 104 [ August 21-27 ]

[computerized]

daycycle 104

[Aug 21 - Aug 27]

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

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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.

At approximately 1400 today all power within the Wagon Wheel will shut down as part of a Nameless Secret Society Demonstration. The backup generators will be disabled. All citizens within the Wagon Wheel at that time will be stuck. Locked doors will remain locked. Elevators will stop. Lights will go out. Many opportunists will use this to create pure chaos. This demonstration will go on for the next five hours.

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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 2000 in Meeting Room B, Wagon Wheel Floor 25 and will be hosted by the Spontaneous Loyaly Demonstration Organizers. Learn how to put on a spontaneous demonstration in order to show your loyalty to the computer and Alpha Complex in an effective and memorable way.

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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

[duelo]

When she speaks again, Derek looks back over at her. He'll give credit where its due to the machine; his jumpsuit might be dry in time for the debriefing after all, so he's significantly less stressed with that thought in mind.

"I'm Derek," he responds with a smile that's a lot less shit-eating grin and a lot more nice-to-meet-you. "And you're welcome, because there's entirely the possibility in this place that it might actually have been literally," he replies.

A few moments later, his jumpsuit is finally dry and it's a little discolored where the coffee spilled, but it's not the worst stain he's ever seen. Derek slips his arms back into the sleeves and shrugs the jumpsuit on, zipping it back up. "We should probably get back before they start. If you want another coffee, can I suggest that I carry it for you?" he asks, only half joking, but he's giving her an amused little smile all the same to let her know he doesn't really mean anything by it.

[smoak]

He's probably right. It probably would have been literally. The thought is pretty disturbing.

But soon, she can hear him zipping the jumpsuit back up and Felicity's body language relaxes a little. She turns back to him as he talks, and when he brings up getting another coffee, she smiles and rubs her temple. It's the first real smile he's gotten out of her.

"I think I'm good for today. You ... probably saved me from needing to taste something awful, anyways."

Felicity digs out her PDC to check the time. 1 minute left. "C'mon. I don't want you to get labeled as a traitor on my behalf."

[duelo]

"Ah, there we go, she can smile," he teases playfully. "I gotta be honest, it smells like I saved you from needing to taste something awful. Is it just me or does it smell like burned rubber or something?" he asks as he nods toward the door at her announcement of how much time they have left.

Derek pulls the bathroom door open and holds it for her before following her out. "There are worse things considered treasonous. I'd probably get off pretty light for this one, but if I can avoid it, yeah, that would be preferable."

[smoak]

Ugh and now she feels like a jerk for ignoring him earlier. Derek was kinda nice. And his abs were definitely nice. When he teases her this time, she rolls her eyes, but it's playful in return. Her smile even gets wider.

"I thought I was imagining it before, but yeah. Even in the cup it smelled like ... car tires? To me."

When he opens the door for her, she steps out, but he's being too polite and slow. So this time, she grabs his hand again, a little more on purpose, and starts running back to the Commissary. "Me too."

[duelo]

Derek lifts his eyebrows, shaking his head. "No, definitely not in your imagination," he assures her, because yeah. That's kind of a hard smell to miss and that's not a good thing. Especially when one is wearing it.

She takes his hand and starts running and well, he guesses that is that. It's more important to be on time than it is to flirt. He'll just have to catch up with her later, he guesses. For now, they've just made it back under the wire and Derek settles into another empty chair. Day one...

Here goes nothing.