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Daycycle 104 [ August 21-27 ]

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[Aug 21 - Aug 27]

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 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.

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.

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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Yeah. She'd had a little confusion about that as well. She thought it was a point in the favor of not glitches. "See, it's progress, though I think your brain would be a little scattered if you put it in the Salad Spinner. Pretty accurate petafore if you ask me." She means analogy and is going for metaphor which obviously comes out petafore.

She gives him a sympathetic look. She tucks her arm under her head. "Yeah. They keep telling us that they're glitches but..." she shakes her head. "I remember things that can't be glitches. They're too...real." She sighs a little. "I think it just gets less confusing." She presses her lips together a moment. "I'm guessing they gave the the suck expansion in the glitch program?"

His eyebrows lift a little at the word petafore because he's pretty sure the word she wants is actually metaphor, but he's kind of too exhausted and spent from a long day to be bothered correcting her. He knows what she means. That's good enough.

Though, when she says she doesn't buy the "glitches" thing, that's when Buffy's got Derek's full and undivided attention. He shifts a little, his body language clearly showing that he's interested in what she's saying, because he is.

"Yeah, but the stuff in mine was like...not possible," he says awkwardly. "I mean, I...I don't know. Mutant stuff. But yeah, I get that, that they felt real. Mine did, too. And weirdly specific," he replies.

At least he understands her. That's important. Besides, it's best to just go with it. He'll learn.

His interest doesn't go unnoticed. It's a good thing too because it's not really something she should say without knowing for sure whether someone is anti-computer or not.

She tilts her head to one side. "Not possible how? Be specific." Her voice is demanding, at attention and intense. "Trust me. You are not going to freak me out. In my glitches, I slay vampires and they turn to dust when I stake them. Sometimes, I kiss them too."

Buffy's confession hits Derek a little closer to home than he expects it to and he tries not to let it show on his face. It smacks so much of Kate Argent that Derek stiffens a little, taking in a sharp breath through his nostrils that he attempts to cover with a sniff before reaching a hand up to scratch at his stubble.

She believes her glitches to be memories...and she's a hunter in the glitches. Derek hesitates. Flashes of the glitches form in his mind: being chained to a wall and electrocuted before Kate's taunting him, licking his stomach when he can't stop her, just to get a rise out of him. Being shot with a wolfsbane bullet and nearly dying. Coming home from school with his older sister only to find their home surrounded by firetrucks that got there a little too late. The funerals they skipped out on holding because they were too scared to stay in California.

"I'm faster; stronger," he says. He's being specific while also being intentionally vague. "I have better senses. I heal; someone shoved a metal pipe through my back and out my stomach and I didn't die. I bled for a long time even after she took it out...but I didn't die." Like hell he's telling a hunter that he's a werewolf. Not here, not ever again. Even if she is cute. That lesson was learned the hard way.

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There's a big difference between Kate and Buffy. Buffy doesn't kill those that aren't doing any harm. Hell, sometimes she doesn't kill those that do harm, not if she thinks there's a chance for redemption. However, Derek can't possibly know this given what they've said to each other and Buffy doesn't know that she needs to make any distinction.

A slayer. She'd insist there's a difference. Riley and Sam are hunters. She's got a bigger responsibility all around. Not that she's belittling what Riley and Sam do. They're amazing and they don't have to do what they do. That makes them amazing. Buffy, in so many ways, never had a choice.

She listens intently as he describes his glitches to her, describes the person that he is in them. Her brow furrows a little. "Okay, don't freak out on me, but are you drinking blood in any of the glitches? I'm not going to go all terminator on you. Swear. My last two boyfriends have been vampires."

Yup. This is what you get when you're vague.

Derek's reaction to her question is visceral. His expression scrunches with disgust and he shakes his head. "No," he spits out like it's a dirty word that tastes awful on his tongue. Drinking blood? That's disgusting and no, he isn't a vampire; the idea is so unsettling and repulsive to him that he can't help the grimace on his face.

After a moment, his expression softens into something more drawn again. "No. No drinking blood, I'm not a vampire."

Kate's last boyfriend had been a werewolf, Derek thinks, and she trapped his whole family in their home and set it on fire. Years later, she would regress his age so that he would trust her enough to let her into his family vault. In the in between times, she hunted him and even captured and tortured him once before Scott had found him.

Clearly, Buffy's confession that her last two boyfriends were vampires isn't comforting at all for Derek in his current position, vampire or not.

Okay, so definitely not a vampire, at least not unless he's got some serious self-loathing going on.

"Okay. We'll rule that out. You're definitely something though." She shrugs a little and half smiles at him. "Maybe you're just really lucky." It could happen.

Well, she'd been going for comfort but had struck out. Hopefully, they'll find some sort of footing and make friends eventually. After all, they are stuck sharing a room.

"I can try to answer questions about this place if you want since I seem to be striking out on the whole glitches thing."

Yeah, he thinks, I'm something, all right... He still isn't going to tell Buffy that, though. So instead, Derek shrugs. "Maybe," he replies. "Or maybe they really are glitches and I did die, I just don't remember it because I respawned with a new clone body." Which, as much as he hates to admit it, is also entirely a possibility in that scenario.

Derek shakes his head and lays back down again. "It's not your fault. What do you know about this place? I mean, beyond the...orientation. I have that pretty much memorized," he says with a frown, staring up at the underside of the bunk bed above his.

"And besides the fact that the food can barely be called that, because I learned that lesson the hard way this afternoon." By having to choke down SoylentRED in the absence of anything at all visibly recognizable. So disgusting.

Buffy seems to consider that a moment. It's not something she's completely ruled out. She constantly doubts herself and her 'glitches'. However, she's convinced that some things she remembers are far too real to be anything but memories. "Maybe," she finally says, obviously not convinced.

"Not a lot," she answers honestly. "I've only been here a few days, but I know Alphas and Specials are at civil war. We're specials. I know that everything is all Benedict Arnold and the coffee is awful."

She grins a little at that. "Yeah, that's kind of symbolic for the whole place." Disgusting and absence of anything visibly recognizable.

Derek can tell that she's not convinced, but he isn't going to argue the point with her. Mostly, that's because he's not entirely convinced either. He's not convinced of anything and that's his problem.

It's a little disappointing that she doesn't know much more than she's already shared, but he gives a little shrug. "It was worth asking," he says. And it was. It hasn't yielded any new information but there's nothing wrong with giving it a shot. Can't win them all. "That's pretty much all I've gleaned, too, so I guess we're equally ignorant to this place. I get the feeling that ignorance, though, is not bliss, so we should probably change that sooner than later. Just saying." And he isn't opposed to working with her toward that goal, he's just not going to tell her what he thinks he really is because it isn't worth it to him to share something that could get him killed. He doesn't know her well enough to know that she's not indiscriminate and he doesn't want to find out the hard way if she is. Again.

With an amused huff, Derek relaxes back onto the mattress. It's nearing time for the SleepAid if the curfew is any indication. "Yeah...there's pretty much nothing to like about this place, is there?"

She thinks it's a fairly common thing here not to be convinced about anything, particularly the glitches and memories, but then she hasn't talked to that many people about it.

"There's no such thing as stupid questions, or something like that. At least that's what teachers tell you. I'm not sure I ever believed them though." She shifts a little to get more comfortable. "I get the feeling nothing is bliss here," she sighs. "You're not wrong though about learning."

She turns on her side a little. "The people aren't half bad," she says with a soft smile. "So we're gonna work together, on the learning thing?" She knows it's getting time for the SleepAid as well and tonight she's not going to hate it because it'll mean that she won't ache the whole night.

Derek gives a little huff of laughter. "That is such bullshit. There is absolutely such a thing as stupid questions," he points out with a smirk, looking over at her. "Teachers say that garbage so that the stupid people don't feel so stupid. Even though they're stupid."

...tell us how you really feel, Derek.

"I haven't met a whole lot of them," Derek admits. "A handful at my troubleshooting station, but I don't think they were Specials. And this woman Felicity this morning who spilled coffee down the front of me. And now you," he says with a little shrug. "So far, everyone seems okay, but I don't really know anyone well enough to say anything other than that the people don't seem half bad, yet," he admits.

He watches her as she turns on her side and again that thought that he should be able to ease some of her physical pain crops up and it frustrates him enough for him to shut it back down almost immediately. "We'd probably get more information faster if we did," he offers. Derek's eyes move to the clock on the wall. "...we'll talk in more detail tomorrow, though, because I feel like trying to start a conversation like that tonight is just asking for it to be interrupted with the sleeping gas."

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