Welcome to the Program

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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.]

Comments

[theundertaken]

They're people who go up in space! They can't just pack regular food - it's gotta all be able to survive the trip, and they want it light, so it's just freeze-dried little packets of stuff.

Soooo, let's go find astronaut ice cream. [you fucking seem like you need some]

[keepmeinyourheart]

[That's all actually really fascinating, and when they get out of here, she'll have to tell the scientists in her kingdom about astronauts.]

I can't imagine what freeze-dried ice cream would be like, but I trust you. Lead the way if you know where we can find some.

[theundertaken]

Kitchen, maybe? I dunno. We should probably eat something anyway, as long as we’re being fed here.

[Leading the way!]

[keepmeinyourheart]

That is a good idea. We must do what we can to take care of ourselves.

[theundertaken]

Yeeeeeah. Here...

[Cabinets!] I’ve, uh, I’ve never seen this much space food before.

[keepmeinyourheart]

[That... is a lot.] Do they think to only sustain on us this food? These look close to military rations.

[theundertaken]

Wouldn’t be surprised. It’d be hard to keep us supplied with fresh food, probably. Oh, shit -

[ASTRONAUT ICE CREEEEEAM here you go Luna]

[keepmeinyourheart]

Are they not able to garden in space?

[Okay, she'll hold off on wanting an answer as she looks at the packaging. It's a little intimidating since it's wrapped in some kind of foil. But she'll be brave and open the package, marveling at the fact that this is literally dry ice cream.

So she takes a small chunk out and puts it in her mouth. It was rather dry... not a texture she's used to. Letting it soften and melt in her mouth before chewing seems like the wise idea.]

It is certainly..... unique. Like nothing I have ever tasted back home.

[theundertaken]

Not at home they aren't. But one of our space stations wouldn't have gravity either - we'd all just be floating around. So who knows.

[Max, for his part, just rips his own ice cream package open and bites into the bar.]

Yeah, right? It's not as good as real ice cream, but it's a fun little novelty thing. They sell it at museums and stuff.

[keepmeinyourheart]

Space travel seems complicated...

[At least it tastes good enough to where she keeps eating it.]

I wonder if Prompto would like this. He's from my own world and here on the station with us.

[theundertaken]

Oh, shit, you know him? I met Prompto, he's cool!

[keepmeinyourheart]

I knew of him, but we just officially met today. He is a friend of my betrothed.

[theundertaken]

Oh, neat. So, like, your fiance...?

[He knows what betrothed means, it's just a weird term to use.]

[keepmeinyourheart]

Exactly that. [Look, she's royally raised. That's the word she grew up using.] It is an arranged marriage, but I couldn't be happier.

[theundertaken]

...wow, is that common where you're from?

[keepmeinyourheart]

No, it is usually something only the upper class and royalty engage in.