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ataraxion2014-07-23 10:32 pm
puppydogeyes) wrote in ataraxion2014-07-23 10:32 pm
TWENTY FOUR: VIDEO
[When the feed opens, Taylor isn't in the SEC offices. She's in one of the holodecks, recognisable from the walls behind her.]
My name's Tyke, I'm head of Security here. Petrelli's already told you all how thin on the ground the departments are getting, so I won't repeat - you've got any combat or policing experience, you want in the Security department, contact me or Edgeworth for recruitment.
Thing is we're thin on the ground all the way. Thirty-three floors housing approximately two-hundred bodies. We're scattered. It makes us vulnerable. Blind spots for this place to use when it wants to fuck with us.
[Like randomly luring people out into the dark. That had been too easy, even with so many of the contacting other people.]
We're moving to consolidate population before the next jump. Bottom ten floors, more than enough room for everyone. Find an empty room, lock it to your nanites, it's yours. You need a hand moving your shit, my team'll help. This is gonna take the strain off Agriculture's supply runs, our security patrols, and let everyone look out for each other. It'll keep us stronger. Safer.
[She sounds determined, steady about it. This is what they need to do. Should have done months ago, when Jenna had first suggested it. Regrets on that aren't going to help, though, and she looks away, tips her head slightly.]
Meantime, figured some of us might wanna let out some frustrations. [There's a very faint smile in the corner of her mouth, and it fades quickly.] Fight club, Holodeck 3. Same rules as always: no weapons, hand-to-hand only, no abilities unless agreed upon by both fighters. Someone taps out or goes unconscious, fight is over. Spectators welcome.
[[ooc: accompanying mingle/fight log over here! ]]
[[ETA: and a spreadsheet for claiming a new room! You can't unclaim your original room and please be reasonable with how many you take!]]
My name's Tyke, I'm head of Security here. Petrelli's already told you all how thin on the ground the departments are getting, so I won't repeat - you've got any combat or policing experience, you want in the Security department, contact me or Edgeworth for recruitment.
Thing is we're thin on the ground all the way. Thirty-three floors housing approximately two-hundred bodies. We're scattered. It makes us vulnerable. Blind spots for this place to use when it wants to fuck with us.
[Like randomly luring people out into the dark. That had been too easy, even with so many of the contacting other people.]
We're moving to consolidate population before the next jump. Bottom ten floors, more than enough room for everyone. Find an empty room, lock it to your nanites, it's yours. You need a hand moving your shit, my team'll help. This is gonna take the strain off Agriculture's supply runs, our security patrols, and let everyone look out for each other. It'll keep us stronger. Safer.
[She sounds determined, steady about it. This is what they need to do. Should have done months ago, when Jenna had first suggested it. Regrets on that aren't going to help, though, and she looks away, tips her head slightly.]
Meantime, figured some of us might wanna let out some frustrations. [There's a very faint smile in the corner of her mouth, and it fades quickly.] Fight club, Holodeck 3. Same rules as always: no weapons, hand-to-hand only, no abilities unless agreed upon by both fighters. Someone taps out or goes unconscious, fight is over. Spectators welcome.
[[ooc: accompanying mingle/fight log over here! ]]
[[ETA: and a spreadsheet for claiming a new room! You can't unclaim your original room and please be reasonable with how many you take!]]
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its not counter productive its a quarantine
sec would know exactly where there r
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The goal of this effort is to bring people together and not drive them apart.
( ellie may be giving her too much credit. )
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id rather be by myself than living next door to someone who doesnt see any problem w/hurting me
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[Because they leave.]
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( she won't. they could be survivors together. )
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I would feel happier with you nearby, you know.
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i can come visit u
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I have made a promise to you. Would you trust me to keep it?
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I would never see harm come to you.
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Because it is unsafe. And empty, is it not?
I have secured rooms on the first floor. I will ask you to reconsider my offer. But if not.. then I shall visit you, and often.
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[It's only her and Cortana left from her jump number anyway. No big deal.]
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But if you wish to remain there, I will visit you often. You shall not be alone, no matter what you choose to do. That is a promise I can keep.
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And please, visit me whenever you like. I would enjoy that very much.
-->disconnect
[More like 'fine.']