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MEADOWLARK MODS ([personal profile] larkers) wrote in [community profile] meadowlarklogs2020-03-14 11:16 am

ARRIVAL LOG 019

WHO: Everyone
WHERE: New Amsterdam
WHEN: March 22
WHAT: The nineteenth arrival
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Coercion and loss of autonomy. Further notes at the end of log.

> ARRIVAL LOG #019

Awareness comes to you in blurred snatches, cloudy fragments of sound and light, color, sensation. Hazy and difficult to grasp on to, but slowly aligning into focus. A series of regular, rhythmic beeps. A medicinal, astringent smell. The sensation of movement, a low hum and accompanying vibration under you. Your eyes are heavy, hard to keep open, but in the glimpses between slow, dark blinks you see two people in front of you: one dressed in a thick set of armor, while the other wears medical garb. Out the windshield in front, there are many tall buildings—all reaching up beyond a normal city skyline, all entirely too close to the vehicle itself.

You realize there are others next to you: all dressed the same way as you, you'll come to realize: in jeans, with a t-shirt bearing some kind of sports team logo. To your left there's an armored interior door, two more people visible, and the movement of streets passing through a windshield. You try to open your mouth to speak, but it's as if your tongue is coated in tar, and you manage nothing more than an empty parting of lips.

The vehicle lowers from its height and comes to a stop inside of an alley, with tall brick walls surrounding it. The guard opposite you stands and comes to unbuckle you from the bench, helping you to your feet. Your limbs feel wooden and heavy, slow to move. One guard opens the back of the vehicle, and the air outside feels immediately warm and dry. "Careful with your step," the guard says, helping you out. The nurse helps the others out, checking over each passenger one by one.

Once outside, you'll be able to hear some noises in the distance, which after a few seconds will be recognizable as the hum of a large crowd. There will even be loud cheers here and there, as if they're spectating some kind of event.

The main guard turns to address your entire group, and something about her bearing makes it clear she's done this before. "Now, listen to me very carefully." Your body will come to attention, immediately homing in on the words that follow, as if compelled to hang on every word. "You're going to leave this alley, and then follow my directions exactly." From there, the guard will go through a list of directions, only about five steps (round the corner, turn right, etc.). "Once you've done all that, you'll see a sign: Red Wings. Go inside and you'll make some new friends. They can help with the rest."

The guard will hop back into the van, which will rise off of the ground and disappear as soon as it arrived. Once it's gone, you'll find your legs moving almost without your permission, guiding you to follow the stops the guard laid out.

And, as promised, you'll end up outside a bar called the Red Wings.

Though entirely capable of independent action and thought, new characters will find themselves completely, unquestioningly compliant to any verbal statement which could be taken as a command or request – and that includes the message passed on from the mysterious patron.

> RED WINGS

The message from El comes the same as usual: insistent, not waiting for any active attempt to open it. Scrolling within your vision as if being written while you're reading it.

Well, some of you are going to have a group of newbies to bartend. Our newest group just got directed to the Red Wings. If anyone else wants to swing by to help get them oriented and move them to the safehouse, I'm guessing the people who are on the clock will thank you.


The Red Wings bar is in a section of the large, futuristic city that houses a sports stadium, though not so close to it that the newcomers will have to deal with dodging crowds. Red Wings is tucked away on a side street, meaning that those stumbling in won't have to worry about attracting too much attention.

Why did they get directed to a sports bar, of all places? That will become clear as soon as they start to speak to the people inside. This arrival, as it turns out, is a little different from the ones that have come before.

◉ Aesthetically, Red Wings is a retro tribute to the lost city of Detroit. It's all red neon, cars and sports memorabilia, with all fittings and decor elements physical where possible as a nod to the era. There is also some artwork dedicated to Motown and its significance within the city, and there is a section of the digital sound system for Motown.

◉ The main area is spacious, with stools at the bar and plenty of room for booths and standing space. One area is reserved for the physical darts board and pool table, which are permanent installations.

◉ There is also a function room available for private bookings and smaller events, though this is currently not quite as nicely done up as the main space.

◉ The bar has multiple neural interface screens installed throughout to make sure there's always an easy view of the game, with one larger screen set up over the bar itself for Big Game days. Unfortunately, this won't be available to the newcomers as they don't have their neural implants set up yet, but they'll be able to gather that the other people here seem to be watching a screen they can't see.

◉ Drinks include a range of the finest craft beers, popular spirits and a basic cocktail menu, but newbies won't have any money to their name just yet, so they'll have to rely on the kindness of strangers if they want something to eat or drink.

◉ Naturally, there will be some people working at the bar and others who are just there to hang out, but either way the newcomers should have plenty of people on-hand to explain the situation. With more on the way, potentially.

Further details about Red Wings and the staff can be found at this post put together by our Stephen Strange player, as he's one of the owners of the bar! Most of the information above was borrowed from this post.

Once the new characters have been oriented and calmed down as needed, they'll all be escorted by one of the established Displaced back to the safehouse. This is done for security and safety reasons.

> NEW AMSTERDAM (AND BEYOND)

Once the new Displaced have endured their four days in the safehouse, they'll have their IDs set up and will be released in this strange new world. New Amsterdam will be theirs to explore, and if they manage to get the lowdown from another Displaced who's been here longer, they may learn that they can travel even further than that.

Probably better to not get ahead of themselves, right? New Amsterdam has plenty to offer!

◉ It's Opening Day for the New Amsterdam Koniki (New Amsterdam's baseball team)! Despite the signings of the aces Jim Bridges and Osamu Kawakami, the Opening Day starter is long-time Koniki, Connor Tseng. Tseng is a finesse pitcher who's been with the Koniki through good and bad (and for the past few seasons, it's been a lot of bad). Never overpowering batters with a crazy fastball, Tseng hits his spots and is the master of the off-speed pitch. There are a mess of articles on the sports blog circuit about what message the Koniki are sending in having Tseng start the 2512 season, but most agree that it's a message to Tseng that he's still the team's leader. Bridges and Kawakami are undoubtedly more explosive, but these signings are clearly meant to build a team around their long-time ace.

Tickets to get into the Koniki's first game will be difficult to come by, selling for five and ten times too much on reseller sites. The savvy baseball fan knows that the stadium will be sold out, however, and can grab a short-term, one-day-only job to help meet the demands of Opening Day. And for anyone who's curious about the game but doesn't want to work at the stadium, it will definitely be broadcasted at Red Wings and plenty of other sports bars around the city.

The game itself will be a pitcher's duel for the first five innings between Tseng and the New Venice Gecko's ace, Jayson Soto. During the bottom of the fifth inning, rookie slugger Jiri Kim will hit a three-run homer, putting the Koniki up. Rather dramatically, the Geckos will come back in the top of the sixth, tying up the game and running Tseng off the mound. Both the Geckos and the Koniki will try to shore up the game via their bullpens. Ultimately, the Koniki will win in the bottom of the 10th inning in a walk-off fashion, with Kim hitting another home run to call it. The defense throughout the game is a mess for the Koniki, showing signs that even their new aces may struggle with that defensive backdrop.

Finally: yes, there is a designated hitter to protect pitchers.

◉ St. Patrick's Day is here! While the typical aspects of the holiday still exist, such as drinking a lot (and yes, alcohol and other drinks will be dyed green!) and getting pinched if you don't wear green, this day is also a time to remember the country of Ireland that's now under the Atlantic Ocean. The primary focus for New Amsterdam citizens is remembering the parts of Europe that were lost to the effects of climate change and the disaster of World War III.

So while there's plenty of merrymaking at various pubs, there are also neighborhood memorials set up for remembrance. There will be plenty of media coverage about this too, giving anyone new to this world a very immediate idea of the state that it's in, with a good portion of western Europe underwater.

◉ It's spring, which oddly means that fertility symbols begin to spring up around the city. They can take the form of actual symbols etched or painted onto walls, though there are also carved figurines and phallic shapes scattered around as well. (Feel free to browse here if you need ideas.)

◉ While these can be found at random around the city, they will also be associated with the shrines dedicated to the Displaced which have existed in New Amsterdam for some time now. These shrines are continuously taken down and put back up in different parts of the city. The NAPD as well as private interests seem intent on removing them for profit or controlling vandalism. Despite continuous efforts on both of their behalfs, these shrines continue to rise in number. There seems to be a cluster of them that get closer and closer to Red Wings. Candles and small offerings (flowers, dressings, and hand-made jewelry from wood and plants) can occasionally be seen near them.

◉ There will also be small spring gatherings held in parks where people will be happy to share their food and enjoy the new plants that have sprung up throughout the city. (Assuming that your allergies aren't being set off, anyway!) The Displaced are welcome to attend!

◉ On a more somber and serious note, non-violent protests have begun to spring up around the city in response to the situation on Mars. The people working on the Mars colony have been mistreated and forced into horrible conditions, and it seems more and more likely that the government is trying to keep that quiet and act as if things are better when they're really not. The protests are kept small in number by design, mainly because the people involved don't want to get immediately shut down by the NAPD -- or worse, have the UNA step in. They mainly take the form of people standing outside of campaign offices, though instead of handwritten signs, they're able to project digital versions with their implants.

Some NPC members of Morningstar who recently relocated to New Amsterdam will be involved in these protests as well. Any characters who feel strongly about this issue, want to learn more if they're new and uninformed, or who are simply interested in getting to know other Morningstar members better should feel free to participate. (Note: While we won't be able to thread out NPC interactions, feel free to use the questions thread below to discuss with us how your character would be received by these NPCs if you're interested in that!)

> SAFEHOUSE

Located under an abandoned hover-bike garage, access to the safehouse is a hatch in the floor beside a rusted set of metal shelves that used to hold tools and supplies. The immediate area is similarly abandoned: full of rundown and dilapidated warehouses and forgotten businesses, where numerous people squat in hopes of having some stability because they can't afford a place themselves. Gaby will be around, ready to greet as many of the new arrivals as she can and get them settled in. Brusque and no-nonsense, she'll be open to questions, but will advise the newcomers to ask the people who brought them in for the beginning bits of information. Newbies can also contact El through zeir inbox, if needed.

The safehouse is a large space with multiple rooms for storage, with the largest of the rooms filled with rows of basic cots set up to sleep a large amount of people. Basic, but outfitted with everything necessary for daily life. A few doors lead to back rooms for storage, medical care and a large communal bathroom, and past the long rows of cots there is a communal kitchen, fully stocked, and an eating area. Privacy is at a minimum.

◉ New characters will be asked to pick their beds, and provided with a change of (second-hand, mismatched and somewhat threadbare) clothes and basic toiletries.

◉ There is a mini-bar set up in the kitchen. The quality of the alcohol inside is akin to what someone might get from the well at a bar, but it's well-stocked. There will also be some dye set within reach of the mini-bar for anyone looking for some Irish cheer to add to their beverages. This is courtesy of Gaby, as per usual!

◉ While the kitchen has basic foods and necessities, anyone looking for a jolt of caffeine from coffee or tea will find themselves sorely lacking. The only tea present is herbal in nature, and caffeine appears to be almost nonexistent in most of the beverages lying around.

◉ Gaby will make it clear to all new arrivals that if they have any requests or queries, they should contact her or El. Either she or El will explain that they've been given a modest stipend of credits to help them get by until they can find a job. This will be enough to cover their living expenses for about a month while they hang out in the safehouse, if they're careful with budgeting.

◉ The drugs making new characters compliant will remain in their systems for a few hours after their arrival at the safehouse before finally beginning to fade. They will be gone entirely after a night's rest. In the meantime, they may want to be careful of what others say to them.

◉ New characters will be given rudimentary access to the network on arrival in the safehouse, but will not have their ID set up yet. They will be able to make posts and replies, but their messages will be anonymous and they do not have inboxes yet.

◉ New characters do not have access to the internet until their ID is setup. They only have limited access because they're present in the safehouse, but they can't surf the rest of the internet, check out Cooltalk, or watch the equivalent of Netflix until their ID is made.

◉ New characters cannot leave the safehouse at this time. The hatch is locked tight for them, making it impossible for them to get out for the next four days while they're locked inside. There won't be any immediately obvious ways to cut their way out through turning off the power.

New characters will not be allowed to leave the safehouse until MARCH 26 ICLY (MARCH 23 OOCLY). These 4 days are for them to adjust, learn about the world they've arrived in from their fellows, and for El to speak with them and work on setting up their IDs.

> FINAL OOC NOTES

You're now free to post to the network and logs comms. To reiterate, your characters will have no IDs or inboxes, nor be allowed out of the safehouse until MARCH 26 ICLY (MARCH 23 OOCLY). At that point it's expected they'll have gotten a good idea of their new situation from their fellow characters, and will have discussed their background and job potentials with El in order for their false IDs to be set up.

If you have any questions or ideas about how you'd like to get your character involved in the world, please head over to the plot engagement post and drop us a comment! For questions specific to this log, there is a thread below.

Please check out our March calendar rundown for a look at things happening this month, as well as some additional notes from the mods.

Something else to keep in mind is that on Monday, March 16th we'll be putting up a Metaplot Engagement Post, which will have a focus on how to integrate all players into the metaplot as well as take suggestions on future events and the direction you'd like the game to go. This will be open to everyone in-game, old players and new players alike, so please keep an eye out for it!

As we announced here, AC will be check-in only this month due to the state of the world right now. If you've taken a hiatus, this counts as your check-in, but otherwise please feel free to relax for the rest of the month. In addition, the HMD will be moved to next month. New players accepted in March will only have to submit 10 comments across 2-4 threads for the April 2020 AC (which goes up on May 1, 2020).

impede: (mocking soap operas ...)

[personal profile] impede 2020-03-20 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
[In a lot of ways, Akechi is a master of dramatics. When she says that her wallet has gone missing, his gaze flicks up toward her hair (or lack of it). His lips twist into a smile, but it fades ever so quickly.]

That does explain a lot. A bartender should come around shortly to help you out with what you've lost. Make sure to ask for it loudly. It's hard to break through all the noise in here.

[And then he smiles again, as genuinely as he can muster.]
vns: (Sept)

[personal profile] vns 2020-03-20 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Perhaps it's better that Riko won't ever know. New or old – your group has never mastered finesse. She's too sharp to have someone put one over on her.

[ like she's justifying it to him and herself, all at once. ]

Soon. Together? We can do a joint function of it, unless you'd prefer to take it alone.

[ Gaby's not the type to leave him to the wolves. ]
unlucky7: (STATUS :: Neutral - Angry)

[personal profile] unlucky7 2020-03-20 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Ginia's brows furrow at the mention of several guards. She only remembers the one woman in armor, and the medic. Maybe something happened, maybe they're being more careful. The group doesn't seem as big as the one she arrived in, but maybe they're spooked.]

That sounds about the same as when I arrived. There was a woman in black armor giving orders too.

[Her expression shifts to something understanding, something a little angry.]

Compulsion drugs too. Did she say anything about looking for the glow?
monomachy: insomniatic @ dw (lucky strike)

[personal profile] monomachy 2020-03-20 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Diana doesn't seem to find it strange; coming here is a big shock, and everyone deals with it in their own way. She smiles again, reassuring.]

It's good to meet you, Murphy. I'm Diana.

[She steps away for a moment to signal the closest bartender to give her a glass of water, and just a few seconds later she's back at the table, settling on the opposite side of the booth and placing the water in front of him.]

It's just water. You might be a little dehydrated.

[She knows she should wait until he's a little more coherent, but if he walked here, then the drop-off point couldn't have been far. She doubts she'd be able to catch them, but any clues could be helpful.]

Can you tell me what you remember about being dropped off?
inherited: (haha it turned out ok)

[personal profile] inherited 2020-03-20 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
Huh, so you're a bit of a troublemaker, huh? [Percy's dexterity is noted. Riku doesn't have to slow his pace so he doesn't accidentally walk past Percy, so that's good. A lot's good about this.]

I'd say that I could see it, but we've only been talking for five minutes.

[So, it'd be a lie. He's smiling just the same.]

Anyway, the good news is that I'm surrounded by troublemakers all the time. Guess it's good I caught you before that frog made things way worse.
filloryfanatic: (I'm unsure)

Safe House

[personal profile] filloryfanatic 2020-03-20 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Quentin has picked up Ginia's tendency to bring food to people and that's exactly what he does now, bringing pizza and other options to the safe house for others to enjoy while they wait. It made a difference to him when someone showed the same care, and he feels like it's his obligation now to do it. While he comes he also cleans up, does the dishes, takes little things off the hands of others so they can adjust and reflect.

He spots a woman in a corner and much like his first few days, he tries to make a peace offering start, bringing a plate with pizza on it over to her. It's only when he gets a closer look at her his eyes widen.]
... Marina?

[But no, she's younger, and there are small details he can tell that separate her from the magician he only vaguely knew before. He shakes off his initial wariness from thinking she could be the hedge, instead smiling apologetically as he offers her the pizza.]

Sorry, you look so similar to someone I know. You two could be sisters.
championofsnark: (in armor)

Baseball

[personal profile] championofsnark 2020-03-20 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Hawke only vaguely understands what the sports are. She gets that you hit a ball with a stick, but she doesn't know what everyone's running about for or throwing either. She's more than happy to get involved by cheering, hooting and hollering, and booing when others do, but in general it's all for show. She does love a good time though. She drinks quite a bit, but her tolerance is vastly higher than her body and build would imply.

She spots a giant walking about the area and she is instantly curious of course. How fascinating! She doesn't know for certain if he is one of them or not, it's not as if they have bells on them, but all the more reason for her to sidle up and make conversation. It doesn't matter where he comes from, if he's amusing.]


Alright, can you explain this game to me? I've never seen it before.
kleptocratic: (οδʹ)

safehouse

[personal profile] kleptocratic 2020-03-20 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ Eugenides does not mourn the toaster, may it find swift passage along rivers of the underworld. Does he even recognize that the the collections of burnt crumbs once made up a toaster? It's unclear. What he does recognize is that Annabeth is not cooking, so he cannot steal her food. ]

So. I begin to believe I will never have my breakfast.
monomachy: wondie @ dw (wake me up)

[personal profile] monomachy 2020-03-20 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[She can see the aggressive intent in his face, but doesn't take it personally. Gods know she snapped at more than a few people while she was stuck in the safehouse. It's hard enough to be locked up like this, even without having to process being so far removed from one's own time. But he doesn't snap at her, and she's honestly a little relieved. She wasn't particularly looking forward to diffusing any heated situations today.

With that question, it's her turn to blink. It's actually the first time someone has asked her that, and a breath passes during which all she can do is nod. But a moment later, she answers:]


Yes, and in a few days you'll be able to as well. Once your ID and neural implant are set up.

[She taps the back of her neck, where the only scar she's ever gotten lies hidden beneath the thick veil of her hair. She can only imagine the trouble her healing abilities caused whoever cut into her in the first place, and that does give her a certain amount of satisfaction, even if she'll never admit it.]
ripstides: (negative ❖ even heroes sigh.)

[personal profile] ripstides 2020-03-20 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
( the exhale he releases is not unlike the hiss of a ruptured hot air balloon, losing pressure. in six months, his half-sister will be born. the world could end. he might have graduated. he might have an acceptance letter in his hands while he iris messages annabeth and his leg jumps restlessly, sally and paul in the room wringing their hands in the room behind him. none of that anxiety comes roaring out of him. he sets his glass down a little too loud maybe. )

I took a nap for six months once. ( oh, this guy? cool as a clam. that's totally a thing you say to people you were initially robbing. ) Percy, and you are? I should know who to make a thank you note out to. ( accept it!! take his gratitude. he'll find another way if not. perseverance is key. )
realists: (ro » sarcastic)

[personal profile] realists 2020-03-20 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ no, she shan't. ]

The time doesn't pass. Wherever you came from, if you go back it's like nothing happened.

[ daisy hadn't remembered anything from new amsterdam; not illya, not jyn, not their home or their friends, she hadn't the memories to even miss the people she'd grown to love until she'd arrived back in her bed and new amsterdam came back to her. jyn suspects it is the same for everyone, despite not knowing personally.

the pitfall of being dead, innit? ]


There's no paper here, so you've got nothing to address.
ripstides: (Default)

[personal profile] ripstides 2020-03-20 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Percabeth. What, no? Are we not going for that? Like PB&J? ( he can’t see annabeth ponying up for a foam finger than consolidates their names into one entity. they’re not. he orbits around her like she’s the sun, not as if they’re two conjoined planets ( that has to be impossible anyway ). he’s glad that whoever put the implants in their heads hadn’t tampered with their memories. that’s one experience he’s cool without reliving. if a goddess failed to burn annabeth out of his mind, he doubts scientists or medical staff could succeed. she’s rooted into the core of who he is. to remove her now would destroy every part of him that she’s touched.

he falls backward onto the cot, dragging annabeth with him. it doesn’t disrupt them terribly, though it may take a little wiggling to find the epitome of comfy. it’s a cot, not a california king. he thinks he could sleep on jagged rocks as long as annabeth’s nearby.
)

Okay, I could do that. Probably not a great idea to hotwire anything within in the first week. So bikes? Maybe we could get our hands on a used one. ( he has the cardio for delivery on foot. somehow, he doubts that’s the assumed speed people are going for. ) It still feels weird. Like a consolation prize. 'Hey, we know you were experimented on, are practically bald, and are being held against your will but here's twenty bucks. Don't spend it all in one place, kid.'

( he glosses over the unspoken burn at frederick chase as much as he can. does it sound like a similar ideology? maybe but he's trying as of late, which is.. not perfect and not his place to push more than he has. she can't see the way his eyebrows shoot up at her comment on his shoes. )

You know you're only saying that because you can't hoard books here. ( marta told him they didn't actually have them in paper copies. annabeth will be tidy not because she inherently is once she goes into research mode ( burrowed in blankets and blueprints, stacks of books, pencil in her mouth, pen in her hair, with a graveyard of coffee mugs and untouched bagels ) but because she doesn't have the same options. ) Lucky for you, I don't have clothes to leave on the floor.
ripstides: (snark ❖ so happy i could stab you.)

[personal profile] ripstides 2020-03-20 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Trouble finds me like a mark. I just stopped resisting it. ( he generally tries to stop the trouble from snowballing with varying degrees of success. the label doesn’t bother him much lately, he’s worn it for as long as he can remember. at least now he’s earned it. ) That’s gotta be a new record.

( five minutes in and they’re not running for their lives? huh, people still make friends the old fashioned way. cool. )

That makes you what, official manager of chaos? Trouble-wrangler? I feel like you should be a gunslinger in this scenario. And, like, maybe you have a sidekick that's a horse. Definitely a big hat that lets people know you mean business.
veraz: (2)

[personal profile] veraz 2020-03-20 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Marta's eyes go a little wide, but otherwise, she seems to take the news more or less in stride. It makes sense (no it doesn't) and there's no real point in panicking right now (isn't there?). She swallows, and startles a little when the crowd cheers about something on the screens she can't see, and then swallows again.

"Is it possible to get something to eat?"

When in doubt - attack the problems you can do something about.
veraz: (knives; arguing)

[personal profile] veraz 2020-03-20 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
If you don't...want to, I understand.

[ Marta just wants to make sure Abigail is okay, which is hard when clearly none of them are okay. ]
veraz: (87)

[personal profile] veraz 2020-03-20 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Nice to meet you, Kylo.

[ Marta also flips over the first aid kit in her hands and opens it, setting certain things aside: painkillers, a suture kit, bandages, items for sterilization. ]

I am new, in fact. Only a few days here.
ripstides: (Default)

[personal profile] ripstides 2020-03-20 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Really? ( he perks up, edges of his mouth curving upwards in an unreserved smile, not spurred by sarcasm. percy hops up onto the barstool beside her rather than sticking it out standing up like a creep all night. his smile hasn’t dimmed, he hasn’t worked out how she knows that. ) How do people leave?

( when he narrows his eyes, it’s more mischeif than a death glare. )

Sounds to me like you have nothing to lose. ( is this the face of someone that would create a path where one didn't exist before? well, yeah, but she doesn't know that. ) Come on. Do you have name shame or something? Is it Rumplestiltskin? Beetlejuice? Bloody Mary? I won't say it three times.
veraz: (knives; profile)

[personal profile] veraz 2020-03-20 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
There's beans and rice, which are a complete protein together. [ Marta points each thing out as she names them. ] Cheese, Brussels sprouts, toast. Berries.

Do they serve different kinds of foods where you're from?

[ Since. Most of these things are recognizable even to her. ]
veraz: (knives; profile)

[personal profile] veraz 2020-03-20 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
If you're alright with teaching someone who has no idea what they're doing?

[ Marta looks at Quentin's face for confirmation and then nods, trying out a small smile. ]

It's a good day for new things, I guess.

I know that one person takes stripes and the other takes solids. Beyond that? [ A shrug. ]
veraz: (87)

[personal profile] veraz 2020-03-20 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Mm. A little like very firm tofu. One of those things that picks up the seasoning more than has it's own taste.

[ She understands the skepticism though. She's met...teenage boys. ]

Yeah. [ Marta's expression goes a little pinched. It still freaks her out, a lot, that someone did surgery on her without her consent. ] It's weird.
ripstides: (strong ❖ not afraid of you.)

[personal profile] ripstides 2020-03-20 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
I'd give it a shot. ( he shrugs. he presumes it's a free(ish) country and he can make a mad dash to the nearest trash bin and spit it out. ) What do you say we go see what we can get into?

( he rocks back on his heels, waiting, maybe to the count of three. percy shifts then, moving around and past her to take the fastest route to the kitchen. there's bound to be something they both can enjoy. he'll take the blandness of meat alternatives over bugs. )

I would be swimming, ( he calls back over his shoulder, pace steady enough that she can fall in beside him if she likes. ) Something tells me indoor pool wasn't on their 'gotta have' list.
bestaround: (Default)

[personal profile] bestaround 2020-03-20 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
It's more like we didn't have such a variety.

[ Given that eating wasn't done out of necessity but pleasure, agriculture went the way of the dodo. 9S takes a quick bite, gives a pleased hum—humans really knew what was up when it came to good food, that's for sure—and continues on with his explanation: ]

Fish was easy to come by, so there was a lot of that. Last I heard, boar meat was starting to get popular, too... [ He wasn't in a position to stop for much of anything then, though. ] Others probably got creative with whatever they could find, but I can't say I was ever much of a chef.
chocolateries: (deux.)

[personal profile] chocolateries 2020-03-20 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ it is only that demigod agility that keeps her from splashing soda all over him and smooshing frosting in his hair. hugging her when she can't hug back is not fair because silena is desperate to hug back and she briefly considers dropping the food so she can hug him but he draws back just before her fingers loosen.

lucky.

the relief softens her features, the little nervous pinch between her eyebrows vanishing as a smile blossoms on her expression. she knew clarisse would forgive her, clarisse was her best friend; their pride and vanity manifested in different ways, but the two girls had more commonalities beneath the surface. clarisse would accept and forgive the anger and bitterness that had driven silena to listen to luke.

annabeth and percy were different, their forgiveness wasn't assured. the relief that percy doesn't hate her is beyond obvious. ]


It's... I missed your birthday.

[ it's his birthday cake. ]

I know it's a little late. I was anticipating having to buy your friendship with blue baked goods. It's vanilla. [ she offers him the glass. the cupcake can be found anywhere, really, what is in the glass is special. soda isn't really a thing in the future, except for silena. ] And cherry coke.
bloodbathing: (f: 004)

[personal profile] bloodbathing 2020-03-20 10:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ Humans finding a reason to celebrate must be some kind of constant across the multiverse. People on the station would find any excuse they could to party — although admittedly, Maine didn't like their take on festivities. And back in his universe, people were much the same. The war had obliterated so much of humanity that the survivors leaped at any reason to celebrate.

What were the celebrations like after the war? When did the party stop, and the bloodshed resume? (Because it always resumes. Always.)

He pulls himself from his thoughts. Focuses on that dry tone and what seems to be an invitation. ]


They at war?

[ He hasn't heard anything about one, but who knows? Maybe knowledge of it is so omnipresent that discussing it seems pointless. Wouldn't be the first time Maine's encountered that. ]
bloodbathing: (f: 026)

[personal profile] bloodbathing 2020-03-20 10:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ It was far from the first time Maine was drugged without his knowledge. Wasn't even the first time he'd had his free will stripped away. But it was the first time the two were combined. He tries not to think about it. Refuses to dwell on the sickening sense of helplessness that still tries to bubble up in the dead of night.

He keeps his expression carefully blank. Shakes his head in answer to her question. ]


Gave directions. Said, "Go inside. You'll make new friends."

[ Not a precise quote, but close enough. The sedative was so strong that he figures he's lucky to recall that much. ]

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