theairlock | Welcome to the Program

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Welcome to the Program

Good Morning, Champions. In the interest of maintaining healthy sleep patterns, a day/night cycle is in effect. Your presence is expected in the cafeteria in exactly one hour.

[The voice comes through not a large speaker, but through the device that's attached to each Champion's arm. Further investigation of the features of the device will reveal a list of profiles, a mini-map, and a list of rules. The hallways are shiny white and silver, with running lights along the floor and lights on the ceiling, and at the junction of the hallways is a sign with a knife and fork icon and an arrow pointing down the hall.

Welcome to the Excellence Program, Champions. Time to get to know your teammates.]

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[That's...probably for the best? At least she didn't take it badly.]

It seems like someone out there thinks differently of you, in that case. Perhaps they see more than you can see for yourself? You must have quite a lot of potential, at any rate.

[He shouldn't be talking this way about kidnappers.]

I would prefer these mysterious seers not see as much as they have to know as much.

[Seriously? Unless you're looking close enough, you can't tell that the Brand of the Exalt is in her left eye. It's kind of creepy.]

And that aside, I would argue the greatness of many a past Exalt over myself. I've done nothing of note. Not yet.

Hm...there must be some reasoning for it otherwise. There is also a possibility that they are simply incorrect, but...I would accept a positive title over a negative one.

[Ha...ha...]

[...Huh?]

Is something wrong with the title you have been given? Is it inaccurate?

Uh...

[Uuuuhhh]

N...no...it is, uh...simply not quite what I would have expected, that is all!

It is very......lengthy.

May I see it?

[Lucina no.]

[N...no...

...well, she's going to see it eventually, he guesses.

So Karamatsu relents, and slowly shifts the profiles until he's scrolled to his own. His title takes up the entire screen almost.]

[She'll lean over and look at it, reading it thoroughly, then looking at Karamatsu...then back at the title...then back at Karamatsu.]

...That's...also something that...I did not know someone could be the champion of.

[Wow, who thought of these titles, this is super rude.]

[It's super rude.]

Neither did I.

...You are also not glittering at the moment, so I would say it is fairly inaccurate.

[She...really wants to help...because wow, what the heck.]

[It's fine he'll just have to die on the inside.]

Not at the moment, no...but I do enjoy fashion with a bit of sparkle.

[He is being called the fuck out, Lucina.]

But I am not sure I would necessarily call it a bad thing...

It doesn't...sound like it would be bad, no. How do you usually make it sparkle?

[oh no]

How?

[Oh Lucina, you sweet summer child.]

With sequins, of course! They are sewn directly into the clothing. If done properly, they can really make an ensemble shine~

Sequins...?

[What is a sequin, is it like a gemstone. Can you find them in the ground like diamonds.]

I'm afraid I've never heard of such a thing, but, I would be interested in seeing them if they appear.

[If you could, Karamatsu would be a damn billionaire.]

It is alright! If I happen to somehow find my original clothing, or any sequins to be spoken of elsewhere, you will be the first I tell about them.

Essentially, they are very small pieces of plastic that are sewn into clothing. They are what causes the clothes to sparkle when they catch the light.

[He would be #winning]

...I'm...sorry to ask, but...what is a "plastic"?

[Though this might take someone else off guard, Karamatsu doesn't miss a beat. Instead of saying "You don't know what plastic is?" he's immediately prepared to explain it to her, no questions asked.

Maybe it's because she's a girl that's also acknowledging his presence and talking to him with genuine curiosity, but still.]

Plastic is a...synthetic material, I suppose you would say? Which means it has been chemically created out of other substances. It is quite hard and flexible, durable enough to be used from building structures to clothing accessories!

[Oh bless you Karamatsu. She's essentially a font of questions at this point.]

And it is a common material in your realm? Enough to make these sequins and other things?

Oh yes, of course! I am sure that there might be some plastic items in this very craft, as a matter of fact. More likely in the kitchen...or perhaps the bathroom depending.

I see! And, hm, I would think the kitchen should be near here, if this is a cafeteria...but what room is for bathing?

Mhm! There are bathrooms for both men and women back in the hallways. The room I woke up in is directly across from a mens' bathroom, and the womens' is apparently on the other side of the hallway.

[He sort of overlooked it when he came in...but to show Lucina, he switches to the map on his P.I.P.]

See? This shows where all of the rooms are located.

Oh - yes, the map! A girl named Miki showed me the map.

[She'll take a closer look at it this time...]

So there are baths...for each gender. I wonder why they're seperated.

[Well isn't that a thing to just out and wonder, huh.]

[She wonders...why?

Huh. That's...h uh.]

Why, to preserve one anothers' privacy, of course! I figure having communal baths would not go over so well with the rest.

[I mean obviously everybody bathes whenever and wherever they can while the enemy is away right]

Hm...if that's what it is, then I can understand that. It still seems somewhat wasteful of space.

[Yeah sure let's go with that.]

I suppose it could be, when you put it that way...my brothers and I go to a communal bathhouse often, but they are always gender separated.

I assume things are different, where you are from?

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