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Daycycle 105 [ August 28 - September 03]

daycycle 105

[Aug 28 - Sept 3]

Early Morning [0800 - 0900] — All Troubleshooters Report for Duty
Felicity Smoak and Natasha Romanoff, have been selected for today’s mission. Details are below:

‘In order to help us improve our combat simulators, you will need to run through any combat situation you encounter at least three times. On the second pass through, engage the combat at a greater range than originally. On the third pass through, attempt it at a much closer range. You will provide tactical notes to our staff afterwards. If the simulators catch fire, or fail to respond to override commands... note that too. The eggheads were supposed to have fixed that.’

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 1700 in Hangar 15, Armed Forces Sector and will be hosted by the Alpha Complex Dogeball Association. Join us for a game of Alpha Dodgeball! All clearance levels above INFRARED welcome.

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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From how members of the other team are acting as they walk off, they're definitely feeling their hits. Remind him to never be on opposite teams from Buffy. Unless it's a pie eating contest - in which case, everybody wins. (As long as they enjoy pie).

This close, Stiles can make out more of Buffy's injuries, the dark eye hard to miss with the vivid colors, and fainter traces of other injuries. Not fun, not cool, had to hurt. He steps sideways - if that cuts off some of the people trying to line up for water, that's not his problem.

Behind them, another game starts up, the teams made up mostly of other red suited players, but other higher ranking people can be found among them, other people shuffling their way to the benches at the sidelines.

"I don't think the concept of insurance or compensation is really all that big here," he says, expression darkening, though he finishes sarcastically. "But on the bright side, no forms!"

"You at least got a chance to ice it, right?"

She's very human right now, but she still knows how and where to hit with a dodgeball. She might have been particularly enthusiastic nailing some of the higher levels and the alphas. Buffy will gladly accept Stiles on her team. She likes him.

Definitely hurt, but more as an after the fact thing. In the moment, after the black eye, she'd been pumped on adrenaline and sheer force of will. She appreciates that he's concerned about her. it's nice to have friends here.

She laughs a little at that. "Filing all those forms are killer. You're right. It's a fair trade off." Honestly, yesterday had tapped into a side of herself that she's not entirely comfortable with. Even now, there's a part of her that enjoys the violence and she has a few 'glitches' that tell her that was an issue she wasn't comfortable with even when she had super powers.

"Yup. It was pretty much the first thing I did." She tilts her head at Stiles. "How did yesterday go for you? Were you okay?"

If she offers, Stiles will take her up on it, even if he's better at some sports over others. The only sport he really cares enough to be competitive at is lacrosse.

In his opinion, having more of them around here will go better. They won't have to be like the bestest buddies, just be willing to help each other out a bit. Of course, Buffy gets bonus points for the references.

If they existed, those forms would have to be electronic anyway - like everything else the Computer oversees. That Buffy's able to laugh it off is good, probably. He wouldn't begin to guess at just how much of that humor is a coping mechanism. You'll need them, in this place.

He nods, it would have been ice, or the medics. And the latter would have been overkill. "Depends on how you view getting locked in a crowded elevator for hours." He shrugs. It had been tense and uncomfortable. Some guy he had never talked to before had ended up in tears while the elevator car got hotter and stuffier - but having enough air hadn't been an issue.

"We got off easy compared to other people, we just had to play sardines to sounds that filtered out through the doors." They'd all gotten off at the first floor the doors opened onto though, when the power had come back. If the stairs had been an option for all of them, they would have kept to those after.

Well, she'd rather have people she likes and can trust on her team than people she doesn't know. Stiles is quickly joining the circle of people she likes and trusts here.

No, but she does genuinely hope that Stiles will become a friend.

True enough and that's kind of weird. She still remembers when Giles was complaining about everything going digital. Now it's common place even in her world. Humor is a major coping mechanism for Buffy. She thinks maybe it is for Stiles as well, but that could simply be because she's used to humor as a coping mechanism.

Hospitals of any kind have never been high on her list of places to go. She winces a little. "You had it way worse than I did." She's claustrophobic and she knows that despite realizing (hoping) that reason she's claustrophobic is an actual glitch. No one wants to wake up in their own coffin buried six feet under only to have to claw their way out of their own grave.

The elevators might be Buffy's least favorite thing here. They're pretty high on the list in any case. In fact, all of the confined places here make her a little itchy.

Buffy makes a good point there - in terms of people Stiles would actually seek out in the City, she's one of them.

It had felt like paper office work would never really go away, and though digitization existed, there were times when a both versions would be required in order to satisfy all the different groups and workers involved. And yeah, humor and sarcasm - his only defense. He can't remember a time when he hadn't used it.

Stiles gives her an assessing look. "Matter of perspective?" he offers. He's not going to guess at which part of being trapped in a dark, powerless elevator is making her uncomfortable - there's only so many to choose from.

"I wasn't exactly in a position to get hurt, so it worked out well enough."

At least they've got that squared away.

He reminds her of Xander in all of the best ways. She thinks she'll keep him.

That gets a shrug. "Probably?" And doesn't that speak for itself? That there are so many things about elevators that could make someone uncomfortable? Elevators are evil! Or maybe it's just dark, enclosed spaces.

"I"m glad," she say sand she means it even if she wouldn't take his experience over hers.

He nods, dropping the subject. Elevators do tend to get the shaft, when it comes down to it.

"Today's been making up for yesterday," he says lightly. In some ways, anyway. He's never going to be satisfied with how the City works, or with what they're expected to do here. That script they'd gotten a copy of? Just made it all the more disturbing.

"Are you going to be called on to play another round?" He gives her a shit-eating grin. "Because I'm not sure the other players can take it."

Haha

She smiles ever so slightly and nods. "Yeah. Today is good. I mean, so far." She's definitely not satisfied with how this place works, that doesn't mean she can't appreciate a good day.

That grin makes her laugh a little. "Yeah. Our team plays the winner of this team. I expect to hear cheering."

"You can see everything coming." For once, he thinks to himself. And he's not going to tempt fate by wondering what's the worst that could happen - that's just asking yourself to see when the next shoe will fall. "Taking this day by day seems to be working so far," he adds, dubiously.

"Got a team name I can shout? Since the arts and crafts are right out, and I'll probably end up elbowing someone in the face if I tried cheer leading."

She nods a little, afraid to tempt fate as well simply by admitting that. After yesterday, she could use a day of boring. "Even if we made plans, I have a feeling wrenches would be thrown." She agrees though: taking this place day by day is the best way to deal with it. "Glad you're settling okay though."

She laughs a little and shakes her head. "I'll have to discuss it with my team mates. Team 'Ooooh that had to hurt' is a little long and a lot trash talk-y."

He shakes his head. "I definitely know what you're talking about." Settling his hands on his hips, he looks out towards the game - another person had been struck out, the player slowly making his way to one of the benches and sitting down heavily.

"It's what we've got, actually trying to make the best of it is the only thing to do," he admits.

"Maybe an acronym them?" He grins. "That will confuse people"

That makes her smile, head ducking a bit. Yeah, she and Stiles are going to get along just fine. Buffy is sort of watching the game out of the corner of her eye, her attention really only on it peripherally.

"Lemons. Lemonade stand," she nods in agreement.

That gets a soft laugh. "Now you're onto something. I just need to come up with an acronym that spells ouch."

"Yeah, exactly," he nods back. "Not that there seems to be many of those around." It makes him wonder just where everything comes from, though that never really gets anywhere.

"That U is going to be tricky. Let's see, there's unstoppable? Unkind? Other words starting with Un-?"

From the way things are going, it'll be over soon. Which means that Stiles should go find a spot on the bleachers now, before all the good seats are taken again. He waves up at the benches: "I should actually pick a seat."

She's heard rumors about the soylent food. She'd rather not consider those rumors. "Yeah. We probably don't want to think too hard about that," she makes face.

"Unbelievable, unilaterally, unicycle...yeah, you're right. Tricky."

Buffy nods and waves at him. "I'll be listening for the cheering section."

Stiles steps back, thumb pointing back towards the bleachers behind him.

"I"ll be there, shouting something. You can count on that." Synchronized cheering doesn't seem to be a big thing with this crowd, not unless there's a particularly exciting play, but there are pockets, here and there. Enough that he can pick up a thread of the different chants that makes it way around the hangar.

He pauses, rocking slightly. "Try not to bruise the other team too much. You'll probably never hear the end of it."

And with that, he turns to move up towards the seats.

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