WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

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WEEK ZERO

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Rise and shine, everyone! At 7:00 AM on the dot, those who are asleep will be roused from their slumber by the sound of a bugle call. It seems that breakfast is now served in the Mess Hall. How nice! It's up to you to decide if you want to continue sleeping or not... But maybe it's a good idea to grab a bite and explore your surroundings. After all, it looks like you'll be here for a little while. Regardless of what you do, be sure to check the weather before stepping outside. You never know when you might need an umbrella! Once you're up and at them, though, there are a few points of interest this week. If you swing by the Director's Office, you will find Black Shadows manning the receptionist's desk or flitting in and out of the rooms down the hallway. This week's tasks are now available, and you can check them out on the announcement board in the waiting room. Should you visit the Camp Shop, Purple Heart will be handling all transactions at the checkout counter. Even camp directors hold down normal jobs, you know. Strangely enough, Winter Wizard doesn't seem to be stationed at any set location. Maybe it's their week off? Oh, well. Seems like if you want to get ahold of them, you'll have to pay your respects to the bunnies. Finally, though all seems normal at first glance... You will quickly realize something is wrong the moment you start interacting with other people. Or, more specifically, once you come in physical contact with them. For the rest of the week, anyone who makes skin-to-skin (or whatever counts as skin, for the non-humans) contact with someone else will find themselves in a bit of a sticky situation. Whatever body parts touched will be stuck together for the next hour, with no way to separate them. Try not to create additional points of contact while trying to cheat your way out of this situation, yeah? That would be unpleasant, for each spot will last an entire hour. Good luck.

Comments

[bittybat]

[Well, Alfred isn't an android, but sometimes Damian wonders. Threepio definitely makes him think about Alfred. Awful.]

Damian Wayne. I read your boarding pass.

[he

read all of them, unfortunately for me]

[machinetranslation]

[It doesn't count if you read it on a board! Proper introductions are the cornerstone of a pleasant relationship. (what? no iki didn't forget about it that's crazy haha)]

C-3PO, Human-Cyborg Relations. At your service, Master Wayne. [he gives a small, polite bow]

Is there something I might assist you with in cleaning the kitchen here?

[bittybat]

[YOU'RE SO VALID, IKI. I can only read because I am a Bat.]

Do you know how to sweep floors?

[machinetranslation]

Of course, sir. [he rotates in place until spotting a broom and shuffles over to it, chattering away] I often did so in that dreadfully dusty Massassi temple the Alliance was set up in for some time. I proposed they acquire some MR-9s or MSE units, as a clean work environment is much more pleasant for all parties, but I understand they were under some budget constraints, so was happy to contribute when my primary services weren't needed.

[read: generals told him to go sweep or something when they got tired of him fussing about the war room]

Have you been undertaking this task alone, Master Wayne? Very admirable initiative for one so young, if I may say so.

[bittybat]

[Okay, perhaps Threepio and Alfred have some differences. He can't believe he is now stuck with a droid who doesn't have a vocal shut-off filter enabled.

But it's fine. If Threepio talks, it means Damian doesn't have to talk himself. It's a easy way to get information, too? So he listens while continuing his work. Pennyworth jumps from the burner to the nearby counter, walking lazily down along the edge toward where Threepio is puttering.]

It isn't difficult, and it's one of the tasks. It's worth completing.

[Which only means he's doing it to benefit the success of a goal rather than... being nice... and making the place better for others. (Not that he doesn't clean up after himself.)]

[machinetranslation]

[He begins to sweep as he chatters, moving methodically line by line as he works his way around the floor, the precise, repetitive motion is, unsurprisingly, mechanical looking.]

You'd be quite surprised how often these sorts of tasks go overlooked, Master Wayne. Yet any improvement to a public space is enjoyed by all who use it.

[sweep sweep shuffle shuffle]

By the way, young master, do these rather unique animals belong to you? I assumed so given their free reign of the kitchen.

[bittybat]

[Alfred...........]

You aren't wrong. [He is just out here agreeing with an android about the state of the world. The kitchen.] We'll see how well others take care of the things they're given.

[He has no room to talk about destroying things he's given.]

Yes. The cat is Alfred Pennyworth, and he is from my home. The rooster is Felix, and he is from the last game I participated in.

[machinetranslation]

[Threepio interrupts his sweeping to greet the "cat" and "rooster" in turn. Thankfully, they bear enough similarity to animals he's familiar with that he can hazard a guess at which is which.]

Hello, Alfred Pennyworth. Hello, Felix.

[Returning to his sweeping]

I must admit, Master Wayne, that your stance on responsibility is perhaps not shared by everyone currently here. But it is always a pleasure to converse with someone well-mannered. You must have very capable guardians.