week 1

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Week 1

[With the introduction to the relationship experiment and their overseeing hosts done with, the Champions are left to their own devices to explore the first floor of the mansion as they please. Cece and Kip will pop-up every once in a while to chit-chat but for the most part they're somewhere inaccessible.

Each morning the Champions are awakened promptly at 7 am by PAL's even, almost laid back voice announcing the time and each evening at 10 pm to announce when the kitchen is closing for the night. Unlike the Overseers, he doesn't seem to be one much for conversation.

Enjoy your week, Champions.]

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[ooc: welcome to week 1, everyone! This first week is a peace week which means there will be no murder this weekend! Feel free to start submitting threads for the benefactors]

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garden

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[ Shockingly, this is one of the places he keeps coming back to. It's just so... different from Helios, with all its metal and technology, that it's really nice. Rhys is kind of surprised to see Angel here, though.

He goes on over to her and takes a seat next to her. ]

Yeah. It's incredible, huh?

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[Seeing Rhys, for all his grumbling about his own stylish clothes, was a little surprising. Surely he wouldn't want to stain his unitard. Not that she would mention those thoughts aloud -- it would hardly be nice, after all. Besides, given the fact that they, apparently, shared a universe, having him around was... almost comforting.]

It... really is. I don't even remember the last time I got to sit outside like this. Even if it isn't really outside.

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Yeah?

[ He says it with a sympathetic frown. It's one thing to not want to leave his cushy life, but there's something that makes him think it... really hadn't been her choice. ]

Mostly I just stay up in space. But, Helios has nothing like this. I kinda think it'd be waaaaay better off if it did though.

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Helios? [Her head cocked to the side, and a brow lifted. She recalled the name existing somewhere in the Hyperion databases, but it was still under construction, not even ready to be launched, last she had heard.]

I'm certain it is not too late to submit that kind of feedback. I don't know how well it would be receieved, but I'm sure someone, somewhere will take heed of it.

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[ That makes him pause, and he looks at her, puzzled. ]

Helios has been built for... a while, though.

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Really? [She and Jack had been busy for awhile. Perhaps she had missed its launch.] Whereabouts is it located? I know there was talk of several final locations.

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You... you really don't know?

[ The hell is going on here? ]

It's right over Pandora. [ ... ] Uh, question... Soooo, is Atlas still a thing for you?

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Very funny. [This is a joke, right? A practical joke between two almost-coworkers?]

I know everything there is to know about Pandora. There is no space station there, Rhys. [She paused, then nodded.] They maintain primary control over Pandora. Why?

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That's-- I-- Wow, okay.

[ This is fine. It's fine. Not weird. Everything's okay.

Everything is not okay. ]

Because, uh-- Atlas is kind of. Nonexistent. For me. And-- wait, is Tassiter still CEO?

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[This time, Angel outright laughed at the man. That much was impossible to believe. The entire Atlas army destroyed? There was simply no way.]

He is one of the shareholders, yes. Are you implying that he is no longer in power for you?

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[ He's too freaked out to even be offended that she's laughing at him. ]

He's-- n-no, he's definitely not. In power. Anymore.

[ Actually, he's not doing much of anything anymore. Because he's dead. ]

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I see. [Perhaps she should have been equally as distressed by this whole matter, but the past few days had readily revealed that time was of no issue in this strange place.]

Who replaced him then? What else has changed?

[Would this person be a rival of her fathers? Someone else for him to gripe about? He certainly wouldn't be too upset over Tassiter being gone.]

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[ Rhys pauses for a second. Should he really tell her? But, then again, it's in her future, so she's going to find out anyway when they go back home, right? Maybe that's why he's so apprehensive, though...

But.... at the same time, she'd probably not drop the subject. Rhys knows he wouldn't. ]

Things are more, uh... yellow. Less Claptraps around. Jack-- Handsome Jack took over.

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[At first, the potential implications didn't register with Angel, caught up in her devastation as she was. Less Claptraps was certainly a big deal. She adored the funny little things after all.]

[But then the name registered, and her entire body stiffened. Jack was a horrifically common name, after all. But her Jack was the one who wanted to climb ever higher.]

This... Jack, you said? What does he look like?

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[ Does... does she really come that far before him? Rhys allows himself to look puzzled for a moment more before he shakes his head. ]

Hold on-- [ he tells her, before he turns away from her. Rhys holds the PIP up so he can use the screen as a sort of mirror...

... And then he combs a hand through his hair, and it's downright shocking how much his hair can be styled somewhat haphazardly into Jack's style. (It also seems like he has a lot of practice doing this.) Rhys then turns back to her. ]

His hair's like this. [ Nice. ] And, he has one blue eye and one green. And he wears a mask... of his face.

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[The hair was enough to take Angel's skin from paper white to positively ghostly. However, it was the description of his eyes -- the very same ones that she'd stared into as a wide-eyed, bewildered child. An odd sensation of both terror and elation spread through her. Jack had always promised that with power came safety. But it also meant that their plan had succeeded.]

[She had betrayed the vault hunters.]

[More troubling was the description of his face. That was absolutely a feature Angel would have remembered. Her father had done a lot of odd, perhaps even vain things, but wearing his own face? If not for the other descriptors, Angel would have been skeptical.]

[As it was, Angel's lips parted and her eyes went wide. For a long moment, she was silent, still trying to process everything that Rhys had told her.]

[And finally...]

You must be joking.

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[ He tries--and pretty much fails--to fix his hair. The result is a hot mess, but more importantly... she looks really worried. He has to wonder... did she have history with Jack? Something that'd make her react like that?

... No. No way. There's probably a perfectly good explanation for her reaction. ]

Definitely not joking. But are-- are you okay?

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He's my superior.

[She blurted the words out before she could truly process them, and kicked herself once they were hanging in the air. There were a number of ways she could have gone about that announcement, not to mention several ways of covering it up. Tying herself to someone that clearly evoked some amount of hesitation on Rhys' part was hardly a good idea. Especially not with her title.]

I... have been relaying information to him. Together we are working on a project on Pandora.

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Oh. Huh. Well, that makes sense.

[ ... okay, that was easy, wasn't it, Angel? Rhys seems to accept that, at least. There are a lot of things he's still questioning, but at the same time, maybe it's not all bad. ]

So you work directly with him? That's pretty awesome. I mean, I'd kill to have a-- n-not, you know, actually kill, but, uh... Haha... It's cool. Yeah.

[ ...smooth...?? ]

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[Angel breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that she wouldn't have to mask her entanglement any more than she already had. The relief was short-lived, however, as she realized just how wrong her interpretation had been. This man actually seemed to like Jack.]

[Perhaps he calmed down after settling in as CEO?]

It is not all it is cracked up to be.

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[ Is there, perhaps, a hint of skepticism there? More than a hint, but Rhys is more curious than anything... ]

He probably works you pretty hard, huh?

[ Jack's CEO of a mega-successful corporation. He wouldn't be surprised if that were the case. ]

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[Rhys, you're the worst.]

Night and day. Of course, it is equal only to the amount of work he puts in. He has not ascended to his apparently destined rank, yet. For now, he has been working hard to put his name out there. He... or rather We... were hoping our work with Pandora would help with that.

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[ Truly, he is. ]

H-hey, maybe... maybe things'll get better for you, once he takes over Hyperion! I mean... you're really nice, so...

[ He rubs the back of his neck. ]

So... You deserve it. A break--not this kind of break, because this whole thing is insane.

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Oh. Well. Thank you. That... means a lot, Rhys.

[Is she blushing? Heck, she's blushing...]

We can only hope. [And boy, was she hoping hard. After all, that was what her father had promised her, wasn't it? That all of his efforts were for her own good?]

For now, I've found that this place isn't so bad. We could be trapped on the surface of Pandora, after all.

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Heh... you're welcome, Angel.

[ Heck, he might be a little pink in the cheeks too. ]

Haha, yeah, we could be like... fighting off a bunch of mutant animals whose faces are more teeth than faces... dodging plants that shoot electricity...

Pretty glad we just have, you know, plants that just stand there and look nice.