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[handelaar]

[If it sounds like he's rattling off meeting notes… it's because that's exactly what he's doing. Sort of. He doesn't keep to the script too well. But the last time he did the PSA for the Gardens he was a dick, apparently, and not being a dick is important (apparently), so this time he's written it all out beforehand. Hey, he tried.]

Couple-a things about the Gardens.

One: If you want something specific from 'em, place an order here.

{attachment: Order Form.}

As soon as we have it, we can take it up to the specified passenger deck. Saves you time, saves us a huge goddamn headache when we go for somethin' and it's not there. There's also a sheet by the Garden entrance, so use it. Especially if ya want potatoes. [GLaDOS.]

Two: If you pick your own stuff, fill out that form too. Inventory.

Three: If y'don't want to deal with us and want your own plot, we got a section for that. Or you can grow it on the upper levels if you like dirt. Not our fault if somethin' happens to it, though. [A pause.] Not our fault if somethin' happens to it anyway. We're not security.

Four: Tell us if you throw your animal in here, before you throw your animal in here. It ain't a farm. We're not petsitters, either.

Five: Don't smoke near the chemicals. Or the filtration systems. Or the scrubbers. An' if you smoke filtered cigarettes, don't leave the butts on the ground.

Six: There's a few of us workin' down here. If you have questions, ask.

{attachment: AGR Staff Sheet.}

Seven: That list is a sign-up sheet too. Could use the help. And uh. We're not all assholes. One-a you nice ones should do the announcement, next time.




[So yeah. GO TEAM.]

Comments

[dwellsonthe]

....What are the hydroponic systems?

[water...? maybe....? he's just a simple cat netherlands why you do this]

[handelaar]

[That sound is the sound of his head in his hands.]

They're how we grow shit.

[dwellsonthe]

...oh right, space.


[HE DOESNT KNOW HOW DO.]

[handelaar]

Yeah.

[How is it possible to awkward turtle via voice, because that is what is happening. It's happening five turtles over.]

Should come down here an' learn it.

[dwellsonthe]

[He's barely keeping his ears from flattening out of sheer awkwardness, Ned, look what you've done. But Bardo nods nevertheless.]

I'm assuming there's a map somewhere on this thing? [Cus otherwise he's going to be so lost.]

uses the same icon and doesn't give one fuck

[handelaar]

[Score one for the Gardens? At least, he's taking it that way. Because opportunist. One nod, one involuntary sign up for all things Garden-y. Victory.]

Mm. Sorta. Ship changes, though. [Pause.] Just take the lift.

Lmfao good job??? also, --->[action]?

[dwellsonthe]

[A correct assumption! If he doesn't manage to get lost that is, though Bardo's thankfully not on Konoe levels of getting lost so....]

Alright, I'll be there shortly then.

yeah sure!

[handelaar]

I'll meet ya. At the lift.

[Just in case the path from lift to garden is too convoluted... or something. Which is what he does. And smokes in the hallway immediately outside of it because he gives no shits, except to wonder if he shouldn't try growing tobacco.]

sweeeet

[dwellsonthe]

I'll be waiting then.

[Better hope there's nobody else at the lift, Ned, cus Bardo doesn't know what you look like and a lost cat is really not the best thing to have on your hands.

Which is to say he's stumbling upon Ned and his smoking pretty easily, head tipping in greeting as he walks up.]

[handelaar]

[Of course there's not, who hangs around in front of lifts all day... don't answer that.

He nods back, mutters - ] Nice ears, [as he turns on his heel, sticks his smoke in his mouth, and leads the way without bothering to check.]

[dwellsonthe]

[Russia, no im kidding.

There's huffed laughter at that comment but Bardo simply keeps pace and looks around in an attempt to try and memorize the layout. Things are so similarly stark and bland here though.]

How big is the Gardens?

[He'd seen a bit of it, thanks to Soysauce, but....certainly not it's entirety.]

[handelaar]

Huge. Haven't seen it all, been here for ten months.

[Another glance back as they go, and the question he's been wanting to ask since he first saw Bardo finally comes out.]

Y'know the - [Ketboys.] Asato an' Konoe? [Kanoo.]

[dwellsonthe]

[Oh he wasn't expecting that question and also, wow Kanoo....give him a second to work through that.]

I do, [A little nod, ears flicking Ned's way.] Are you a friend of theirs?

[handelaar]

Yeah.

[He'd elaborate, but one: he doesn't want to, and two: they're at the Garden entrance. Instead he opens the door and frowns to himself, wondering.]

[dwellsonthe]

[It's okay Ned he's just as distracted by the entrance of the gardens, stepping forward on quick feet. His tail sways behind him and uh, sorry but you're kind of forgotten Ned. Man, it might have only been a little while but he's already missing greenery.]

[handelaar]

[Three: he figured that might happen. He trails along, content to follow for a few moments, before he stops alongside one of the hydroponic rows - berries, in this case.]

This floor doesn't use dirt. But picking 'em works the same.

[And while most of the staff is good enough with the technical aspects of the Gardens, there aren't many farmers.]

[dwellsonthe]

[He pauses and trots over to where Netherlands is standing, listening carefully.]

Other floors use dirt then?

[But Bardo nods to show he understands, gently reaches forward and thumbs at a leaf to see that hey yeah it's real even though they don't use the ways he's used to to grow the plant.]

[handelaar]

Yeah - top three, ain't as big as this level - they're jungle. Takes care of itself.

[Which means that he's moving right along after that, to the the more important part.]

We got a few people to deliver the food and not enough people t'pick it. [Annnd he starts off down a row, pointing out a few things he's unfamiliar with along the way.] Don't know what all of the plants are, but they're all edible. Not hard to figure out when they're ripe if you've farmed before.

Delivery carts are in the sheds. Fill 'em up, tell Mattie. She'll take it to the passenger decks.

[Bossy :| ]

[dwellsonthe]

[Bardo just dodges Netherlands' heels, looks at all the familiar and unfamiliar plants. Well, it looks easy enough, but if it's as big as Netherlands says and there's that limited amount of people to supply food everywhere then it's probably still a decent amount to do.]

Is there a system or just all at once?

[Bossy, but it kind of reminds him of another cat and well :| ]

[handelaar]

[The job itself isn't that hard (but don't worry he'll start piling on teaching more duties) but the scale is ridiculous. There is sort of a system and despite the bitching he sounds almost happy to be bitching over it.]

Not good enough of a system. Right now they split it up between the decks, or people come down an' take shit without telling us. Trying to change that. Request forms, inventory, staggering the plantings. Figure out which kitchens use what.

You wanna know more, ask her. Murphy and Mason help out too. Part time.

[dwellsonthe]

[Don't worry Ned, he likes to keep busy, too used to the bustle of running an Inn to feel comfortable in the lack of work to do. So he'll probably take that extra work with only a bit of teasing. Which just means Bardo's listening as intently as possible while scoping out the surroundings.]

's that everyone that works here? [But it's such a big place house does anything get done.....??]

[handelaar]

Mm? Those three? Nah. [Even with the rest that he starts ticking off, they're still usually swamped. Now, is Bardo ready for the swift and terrible mutilation of names that follow?] Also got Jaye, Anders, Legolas, Josias, Chell, an' Heather.

[If that didn't do it, then how about these A+ descriptions.]

Jaye's sometimes a tiger. Usually a woman - long hair, pretty hot. Got a temper, too, an' likes fightin' so try not to piss her off.

Anders has a dumbass feather - thing. [He gestures around his neck, the word he's looking for is "collar".] Real weird. Likes animals.

Legolas is the elf guy. Fuckin' pretty, lives in a tree here somewhere.

Josias is the other pretty guy, smartass. Got a brain like an encyclopedia though - if y'don't know what somethin' is, ask him.

Chell doesn't talk. If ya find some lady who looks at you like you're a dumbass an' walks away, that's prob'ly her.

Heather's - not around much.

[He is not even going to get into that.]

[dwellsonthe]

[Oh dear, he doesn't even know how to pronounce half those names. So instead, Bardo just listens to those descriptions and files them away: tiger, feathers, elf(???), pretty guy, silent girl, and---was that Hejjer? Ah well that has all the markings of a Do Not Disturb sign he's not even going to ask. Also---]

You got a name too? [Brow quirk but he's teasing. So yeah, give him a second and he's refocusing.] You have a shift system set up or is it just whenever we're needed?

[He's assuming there's at least a vague schedule, because the gardens are huge and they're still understaffed but who knows maybe there isn't.]

wow this is gross and late and grossly late

[handelaar]

Nederland.

[Said so flippantly it could be mistaken for a foreign swear or something.]

Mm, sorta both. Can us'ally count on people bein' around at the same time.

its okay i still love you <3

[dwellsonthe]

[Nederland, he files it away with a nod (though Bardo isn't sure it's actually a name and not some weird foreign swear......)]

I'll keep it in mind then. [Which is to say he'll probably just spend a lot of time the first few weeks and figure where people are and then settle into hi own routine, yay.] Anythin' else I need to know?