Welcome, Participants

[mockmods]

Good morning, Participants. The time is now 7:30 AM.

[Where were you before this? Doesn’t matter, you’re here now, in an unfamiliar bed, surrounded by unfamiliar people, with a slightly-too-cheerful automated voiced chiming over a PA system to wake you up. Your pockets are empty, save for an unfamiliar smartphone type of device that comes alive under your touch, displaying, among other things, a map, a series of profiles, and a list of rules.]

It is understood that you may have questions; please be patient, and gather back in the Common Room in one hour. The Assistant will be present at this time to answer your questions. In the meantime, please feel free to explore the Facility at your leisure.

[The doors to the dorm areas are freely open from the inside, though you’ll find that it takes your electronic id to regain entry once you’ve left. Otherwise, it’s as the voice says, and you’ve got an hour to explore your new surroundings and get to know your fellow kidnappees.]

[Welcome to the Facility.]

Comments

[deathroadtocanada]

[Androids don't technically sleep, nor do they typically sleep on beds. Only once before had Kara felt herself waking up on something as soft as a bed. That time it was in a hotel, and this time it's immediately obvious that it isn't that.

In some way, she hopes it is, especially as she sits up.]

...Alice? Luther?

[In Dorm A1 a women is just getting up. It isn't immediately obvious by her body language, but one she approaches someone in a conspiratorial whisper, it's obvious just how anxious she's becoming.]

Is this... Recycling? I didn't think they could catch us across the border.

A1

[mightdoriya]

Recycling? [What an odd thing to say...] N...no, I think this is just a dorm room of some kind...I can't say I know where exactly we are right now, though. [He whispers back to her in kind, since it seems appropriate if she's going to whisper first.]

[deathroadtocanada]

[Oh.

There are some interesting designs for Androids out there, but she's never seen one with green hair. Strange.]

A-a dorm...? [And now we're actively whispering it seems.] If this isn't a Recycling Center then why would they bring Androids here?

[mightdoriya]

[Izuku blinks, having to make a serious effort not to look at Kara like she's grown a second head.] I'm sorry, Androids?

[deathroadtocanada]

[...]

Yes, the... Androids. The last I heard, they were being rounded up into camps. For... recycling.

[Terrible isn't it. Fellow Human.]

[mightdoriya]

[IT...SURE IS... For a moment, Izuku isn't sure how he should respond. Should he humor her? Ask her what the hell she's talking about? ...in the end, he decides neither of those are appropriate.] W-well, I don't know a whole lot about anything like that...all I do know is that none of us are supposed to be here right now. [He looks up to Kara directly from where he'd been looking intently at a spot on the floor.] You're not hurt or anything, are you?

[deathroadtocanada]

[You're making excellent choices, Deku. Which is to say none. That's how you win.

In a way, she's glad that he's finally looking up at her. It's almost like he's... concerned.]

Me? [She actually looks at herself, for the first time since waking up here.] No... no, I seem okay. What about you?

[mightdoriya]

I'm okay. [WELL...as okay as Izuku can be, anyway.] I just don't really remember...seeing anyone unusual or going someplace strange before this. Nothing that might have led me to believe I was about to be taken away.

[windowsexplorer]

I don't think they would have beds at a recycling center.

[Meredith doesn't seem bothered much by their situation. Or at all.]

It looks more like a high-capacity residence of some kind. A pretty good place to take people you're kidnapping, actually.

[deathroadtocanada]

No.. I don't think they would either.

[It wouldn't be nearly this comfy. People hate Androids far too much, for reasons that Kara sometimes has trouble processing.]

It just don't make any sense. Why would someone kidnap you just to put you here? And... where are the others?

Dorm

[eudaimonikos]

[Michael was kinda on his way out, but conspiratorial whispers are always interesting? He leans in to reply in a similar tone.]

Not sure what you mean, but I really doubt this is recycling.

[deathroadtocanada]

[Well, this guy definitely looks like just a normal Human. So either she's stuck in some kind of fancy holding cell, potentially in Canada, or...]

I think you're correct... that wouldn't make any sense at all. None of this does.

[eudaimonikos]

Yeah, seems to be a theme.

[And then, because he has no tact, he selects one of many probable hot-button topics from her profile:]

Fugitive, huh? That's fun!

[deathroadtocanada]

[Tact is... hard sometimes for an Android. Kara's accustomed to it, of course, but when faced with it...]

...I'm sorry? Fugitive?

[She blanks, a rush of stress at even the word fugitive. But outwardly, she looks almost as calm as ever.]

[eudaimonikos]

[Michael tsks a little. It's vaguely sympathetic; he's not entirely thrilled with his profile and its existence either.]

Haven't looked at the phones yet? There's a lot of pretty personal information in there...here's yours.

[He'll just flip open her profile and turn his phone so she can see it.]

Honestly, I wouldn't worry about it. Lotta people in here come off looking a lot worse than you do.

a1

[doppelanger]

Not recycling.

[ She has no idea what that word means in this context, and it seems that it does have a particular meaning when spoken by this woman, but Helena still sounds confident about "this" not being it. As for what it is... ]

It is a pen for the beasts.

[deathroadtocanada]

[This definitely doesn't seem like an Android. Just what had she woken up to?]

Is that really what you think it is?

[Because, if so, then that's a little shocking. Maybe not compared to essentially an Android death camp, but.]