Daycycle 3 [Nov 7-9]

[computerized]

DAYCYCLE 3

[NOV 7-9]

MORNING

Breakfast goes off without a hitch this morning.  Is it just you or is soylent red getting more edible?  Should you be worried?  Maybe.

As a special, you are still being singled out by the majority of the other Troubleshooters, but most of them have taken the route of flat out ignoring you.  Your Briefing Officer is in a particular mood and doesn’t seem interested in giving you anything about your missions except for the most necessary details.  Today’s work is much more mundane than normal.

Troubleshooter Team: Dick Grayson & Bucky Barnes

Mission:  ‘Mike Reilly  was testing an experimental personal cloaking device in the area before he suddenly  disappeared. He isn’t answering his PDC, and he hasn’t responded to pages, so we think he may have gone rogue. While you’re on your mission, look for signs of an invisible Troubleshooter. If you find him, let us know immediately and follow him until we arrive. Do not try to apprehend him yourselves, as we don’t want the cloaking device damaged.’ (This could just as easily be a wild bot chase if the cloaking device, say, sucked Reilly  into hyperspace or something. On the other hand, a working cloaking device could be a really valuable thing for yourselves or the black market.)

All other Troubleshooters:  You are to report to your Service Firm positions for the day, until called on for Troubleshooter duty.

Intel

• Corpore Metal is recruiting again.  Members are most recognizable by their metal upgrades.  Metal upgrades are not traitorous, unless they are beyond current allowed specifications.  

• There was a bomb located on a BLUE level citizen’s autocar yesterday evening.  Check the undercarriage of every autocar you come into contact, especially for higher level citizens.

AFTERNOON

The Exciting World of Data Modification Museum opens up at 1200 to record crowds.  All Troubleshooters not assigned to missions are ordered to attend for crowd control.  A small riot seems to break out when known Humanitarian loyalists try to protest the history provided and Troubleshooters are given the order to capture suspected traitors on sight.

EVENING

At approximately 1800 the Amateaur Dramatics Hobby group puts on a show in the Commissary for citizens of all clearance levels.  It is a modern interpretation of that beloved show from the past, Cats, complete with synthesizers and lasers.  Sleep aid gas is expelled into the sleeping quarters at 2100.

Comments

[utilitybelted]

"I've been known to use that kind of thing myself," Dick agreed, keeping his voice equally low. There were times when him and Batman worked in perfect tandem with each other, but there were times when hand signals were needed as well, so they had a system in place. It hadn't been something he'd used a lot with the team, not when they had their mental link, but that didn't mean he forgot it all.

"We should compare notes, figure out a few for emergencies." he nodded slightly, eyes lighting up when his own words gave him an idea "Speaking of notes...how are you with codes?"

[offtherail]

"I have used them. I pick up on them fast enough, generally." They had to be adaptive in the war. Never knew when the codes might have to be changed in case they were compromised. Usually it was something for the higher ups in the chain of command, but he had dealt with them before, especially once he started working with Steve on more specialized operations.

"The closer to normal we can make it the less likely people are to catch on that we're using one." He kept his voice just as low. This was a matter not to be overheard and they were not in a secure location if one even existed.

"Specific phrases with alternate meanings assigned, that sort of thing."

Happy to wrap this up?

[utilitybelted]

"You're right," Dick nodded, pleasantly surprised by the suggestion "If they fall into the wrong hands, people are more likely to dismiss them if they look ordinary, rather than spend time trying to crack the code. We just need to figure out a few things, whenever there's something important we need to share. We need to talk, you're being watched, that kind of thing, right?"

If they came up with anything else they thought they'd need, they could add to it later, he was pretty sure they were both experienced enough to judge what might come in handy. He appreciated making these kinds of connections, being able to surround himself with people who had his back, or people he could work with, it was what he did, and it made him feel a lot better about this place.

sure!

[offtherail]

"Sounds good. We can figure out specifics when we're somewhere more secure." Like which phrases they needed and what vague responses they could use if one of their coded responses didn't quite fit with what they needed to say.

It felt like a purpose having something to work toward that was a specific goal instead of all the vague, larger questions he had and the questionable orders of an unknown organization.

He spent the rest of the afternoon pretending to hunt their quarry with Dick and then told the younger man he would deliver the bad news for the both of them. He gave the news of their failure to their superiors and that night went to work with Dick on the start of their new code.