week 2

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Week 2

[The second week in the Champion Excellence Program kicks off on a somber note. Chitanda, Toby, the Griffin- all three of them gone, two of them in one fell swoop. If anyone thinks to check the profiles on their P.I.P.s they will find that the dearly departed Champions' profile photos have been greyed out.

Right on the dot at 7 am the mechanical woman's voice chimes to awaken the remaining champions on Sunday morning, as she has for the past week. After the initial wake-up call though there's a new message tacked on:]

Congratulations, Champions! By surviving your first trial, you have unlocked the second floor of the ship. A new mini map has been added to your P.I.P.! To access the second floor please stand on the teleporter and select the floor you wish to be teleported to.

[The new floor isn't the only thing floating around the ship though, at least metaphorically. When the Champions are awakened they have regained one new memory from the ones they've lost. Starting again on Sunday, as well, Jamie and Bolton will be back to their usual office hours in their usual locations.]

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday


[ooc: welcome to week 2, everyone! Check-in has begun and don't forget to submit your memory regains!]

Comments

[decarded]

[Angelica doesn't mind cleaning duty. The first time she sees the notification on her PIP, she ties her impressively long hair into a braid, puts on her standard issue jumpsuit, and heads right to the showers. She attacks the chore given to her with the same single-minded ferocity she had the dodgeball game, eyes focused solely on the task at hand as she scrubs away.

After she's finished, she can be found in the library, back to her usual hairstyle and new clothing. In contrast to the week before, however, she isn't ceaselessly pouring over the non-fiction section or taking notes; instead, she can be found wandering aimlessly from shelf-to-shelf, as if she isn't sure what to do with herself.]

library

[voltrounds]

Hey! There you are.

[Ricky's been searching the station methodically for a few minutes, though it's still fairly early in her search that she finds her target. (She didn't have to check the second level at all!) She walks over fairly slowly, not wanting to risk spilling the bowl of ice cream she's carrying (strawberry, fudge ripple, and an interesting caramel-swirled chocolate variety, with sprinkles).]

[decarded]

[It isn't hard to get Angelica's attention, seeing as she wasn't focused on anything in particular. At the sound of Ricky's voice, she looks up.]

Ricky.

[She replies with a typically laconic greeting.]

[voltrounds]

I brought you something.

[She holds up the bowl.]

I wasn't sure what flavor you'd like, so I tried to get a variety.

[decarded]

[Oh...

For a second, Angelica freezes up, looking down at the bowl in Ricky's hands. As simple as the gesture is, she isn't sure how to respond to it. Very rarely has anyone gone out of their way to do something kind for her, and especially not after—

Finally, she blurts out:] Thank you.

[voltrounds]

...is something wrong?

[Did she pick a bad selection of flavors? Is Angelica lactose intolerant? What could it be?]

[decarded]

...No. I simply...hadn't expected it. This was thoughtful of you.

[As stunted as her feelings are, she can appreciate that.]

[voltrounds]

You're welcome.

[...but still, that seems like a weird response. Angelica's been kind of weird all week, actually...]

[decarded]

[She steps forward, taking the bowl from Ricky's hands and scanning the room for an uncluttered table.]

Do you intend to sit with me while I eat?

[voltrounds]

If that's all right with you.

[Or rather, if nobody stops her.]

[decarded]

I have no cause to object.

[With that said, she turns and heads straight for the nearest clean table.]

[voltrounds]

[Ricky hears this as "please do, I want company" and follows. ...and hands her a spoon. That might be important.]

I hope you like it.

[decarded]

[Angelica doesn't like much of anything. For her, that's part of what being a doll means.

...But, if Ricky is being so nice, she can at least act the part in return.]

I'm sure I will.

[With that said, she begins to eat, looking down at her ice cream with great focus.]

[voltrounds]

[This is the most serious ice-cream-eating Ricky has ever observed. Even Xander has been outdone.

Ricky waits for her to make some progress before bringing up the other matter on her mind.]

Are you feeling all right?

[decarded]

[She doesn't look up from her bowl when Ricky speaks, pushing her ice cream around with her spoon.]

...I am a doll. I don't feel anything.

[voltrounds]

My best friend is a computer. [And he doesn't even eat ice cream.] And you've been acting weird all week. What happened?

showers

[ratherdoweddings]

How long is this going to take? [Yurika scrubs with a groan.] Oh, Angelica-san. Good job yesterday! Even though we lost, you did really well.

[decarded]

[...

Her scrubbing slows to a halt as she looks in Yurika's direction.]

Thank you. It was my first time playing.

[ratherdoweddings]

Really? But you blew most of us out of the water!

[decarded]

I have good aim, I suppose.

[Well, that and terrifyingly single-minded tenacity.]

[ratherdoweddings]

You're amazing! You must have some other athletic hobby that carries over.

[decarded]

No, not precisely. But... I was the Ainsworths' first line of defense, so it was important for me to maintain fitness and atheleticism.

[ratherdoweddings]

Your family must have a lot of pride in you to call you something like that. My dad brags about me all the time, but it's usually gross, embarrassing stuff.

Library

[stitch_in_time]

Looking for something in particular?

[The Doctor's got a small armful growing himself. A few more technical and scientific books from the non-fiction section, 'Under the Dome', and 'Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban'.]

[decarded]

No. I was simply passing time. Did you need something?

[Her delivery is a bit more robotic than usual.]