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

[batfortheprincess]

Oh.

[He was bluffed out with a book... should he feel ashamed? Maybe a little??]

No, please don't worry about it.

[But since Prompto's looking around, Slaine figures he might as well too, although he handles the stuff a little daintily. That sure is Candyland he's holding.]

I believe this is a recreational room. [...] It seems... they really are serious about keeping us here for a while.

[photoshooter]

[He should maybe feel ashamed a little, yeah. Prompto does not cut a particularly threatening figure, book or no book.]

I... I guess that's better than a prison without a rec room...

[He picks nervously at his PIP, though not hard enough to trigger the electric shock function, and keeps looking.]

But if they got us in, there's got to be a way to get ourselves out, too. That's, you know. Just how entrances work.

[batfortheprincess]

[Shame duly noted!! Which may register a little later after looking around more.]

Right. I haven't explored much else around this place yet, but hopefully we can find something we can use. And... if we find any wardens around, we might be able to interrogate them for information too.

[He's ready...?? ...And sort of wishes he had a gun.]

[photoshooter]

Interrogate? Like... interrogate interrogate?

[Slaine, my dude, that is so something an Imperial officer would say.]

[batfortheprincess]

Um... does it mean something else to you?

[it just means getting information out of people however possible, right???]

[photoshooter]

You don't mean torture, right? Like in the movies?

[Like what Prompto's been afraid will happen to him since the moment he assumed he was in an Imperial base?]

[batfortheprincess]

N-no, that's not what I meant. [He lets out a short exhale.] But I thought if there were any, they should know more than us about what's going on here.

[photoshooter]

Oh. Yeah, I guess that'd make sense if there's a person in charge around here...

[As opposed to what, Prompto?]

[batfortheprincess]

There should be. It looks too elaborate to just be the work of some disorganized kidnappers.

[Probably...?? Hm.]

[photoshooter]

Well, yeah, of course. I assumed this was part of a base.

[Which is why he was panicking.]

Though I guess an Imperial base with a rec room doesn't make a whole lot of sense, either.

[batfortheprincess]

Imperial...?

[Vers is an Empire with all the stuff that entails but Slaine is pretty sure their bases don't look like this?? Also people don't really go around calling them Imperial such and such, but.]

Um... are you talking about the Vers Empire?

[photoshooter]

[The what?]

No, I mean the Empire of Niflheim. Right?

[batfortheprincess]

Maybe... we both were misunderstanding the situation from the very beginning. I don't know where the Empire of Niflheim is, and I don't believe they would have a reason to capture me.

[photoshooter]

...I'm so lost.

[What even is this day.]