Princess Azula (
makeadragonwannaretire) wrote in
vault662020-06-18 06:48 pm
Entry tags:
1st Team Meeting
WHO: Azula and any vault dwellers who show up.
WHERE: The Rec Room
WHEN: Three hours after her annoucement.
WHAT: Azula's "War Council" to disseminate information and introductions...also snacks.
WARNINGS: Possible discussions of violence and/or dark backstories.
Azula had attended a number of war meetings growing up as well as social affairs for meeting with important members of the public or military. This was different for a number of reasons, the largest being that this was a place no one seemed to have any respect for her title.
But she could handle that. It had taken her half a month to come to terms with it but here the title "Princess" was only as important as she made it.
Unfortunately that meant having to play "Nice" having to bite her tongue and not get frustrated when she wasn't catered to. That would have been harder for her two years ago, and impossible a year ago.
But here we were, with her waiting patiently near the entrance to the Rec Room to greet people as they came in. Oh how far she'd fallen.
"Come in, help yourself to some snacks. We'll get started soon."
WHERE: The Rec Room
WHEN: Three hours after her annoucement.
WHAT: Azula's "War Council" to disseminate information and introductions...also snacks.
WARNINGS: Possible discussions of violence and/or dark backstories.
Azula had attended a number of war meetings growing up as well as social affairs for meeting with important members of the public or military. This was different for a number of reasons, the largest being that this was a place no one seemed to have any respect for her title.
But she could handle that. It had taken her half a month to come to terms with it but here the title "Princess" was only as important as she made it.
Unfortunately that meant having to play "Nice" having to bite her tongue and not get frustrated when she wasn't catered to. That would have been harder for her two years ago, and impossible a year ago.
But here we were, with her waiting patiently near the entrance to the Rec Room to greet people as they came in. Oh how far she'd fallen.
"Come in, help yourself to some snacks. We'll get started soon."

Current Events
Reading the Terminal for Test Room 3
"So after I got bit by the mole-rat I went back into that area we just opened up and started looking around. that's where I found the Batons and helmets." She starts before lifting up her Pip-Boy and scrolling through the texts.
"I found a computer password and used it on the computer in that room. I think we can use it to unlock the door if no one else has done that already? And there was this file. I don't really understand all of it so lemme just read what I copied."
" Subject 004-02. Modified FEV injection appears promising. In contrast to previous attempts, subject has maintained ambulation and some coherence two weeks following exposure. Preliminary data support my previous theory this mutant strain may benefit from continued radiation exposure following acclimation to host. I have requested permission for maintained high radiation levels in testing chamber. Louis remains unconvinced cognition will survive such measures, but I'm certain the overseer will understand the merit of this modified protocol. As he so often likes to say, humanity depends on us."
After she finishes reading it she offers to show the screen to anyone who wants to read it again.
"So I think like...it sounds like they were trying to cure whatever's in that chamber? And Louis had something to do with it?" She glances around for the robot curiously.
"What do you guys think?"
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Jiro doesn't understand some of those words in the write-up, and he's not very smart, but that phrase doesn't sound benign to him. Nor does referring to whatever it was as a 'subject'.
"And they did it to others first if they're comparing it with previous attempts. We're fucking lab rats, that's what happening here."
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"See I was going off the part where it said he was still coherent. I don't know what ambulation means though." She shrugged.
"I saw some other computers back that way, we could go see if they have anything useful on them. Maybe Saya can help..." She mused already thinking she wouldn't get lucky enough to find two passwords let alone three the same way.
"But why would they want to turn us into...whatever that thing is?"
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Moving? It's close enough. He nods at the suggestion of Saya, she's apparently been designated the computer person and he has no problem with that. They need someone who can pull information out of the system since that's where they've been keeping records, it looks like.
"Probably to survive outside. Gradual radiation exposure so they wouldn't die in the new atmosphere up there?"
Fuck. If they even get out of here, they might not be able to survive anywhere but the vault anyway.
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"I'll take a look at the suits they used to fix the power. Maybe we can make them better at keeping out radiation somehow. I don't wanna have to glow in the dark to survive outside of here."
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It sounds a lot more like unethical human experimentation to him, but without more information, he can't be sure the scientists deserve to be condemned. If Simmons was telling the truth, after all, they'd rebelled over orders that went too far.
And if they were already willing to infect people with mutant viruses that destroyed their minds and bodies, what the hell was 'too far'?
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"If it's glowing that much though I don't know if even Charlotte could fix it's radiation."
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Alive was dubious, considering how much it looked like a desiccated glowing corpse, but it was moving, so he'd count it.
"There's no way to tell unless it can communicate with us, though." He shook his head. "And the mutated thing in chamber two sure wasn't interested in communication."
Or not capable. He hoped it wasn't capable; he hated to think that they'd had to bludgeon to death something that had still had a mind. After that long trapped alone in a featureless room, even if its intelligence survived the radiation damage, it might have gone feral regardless -- but, he supposed, he'd never know for sure.
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A testing chamber. Does that mean there's one here? Is the text relevant to this particular vault that they're trapped in? Jill is silent for a moment while she considers her next move.
"I'm not sure I'd say it's a cure. I've heard language like that, about the advancement of humankind and evolution, when it's just going to mutate and kill millions if it were in the wrong hands. Though it mentions injections, there's a chance it could still be airborne."
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"So...why would they be testing something so dangerous here if they wanted us to...survive and flourish or whatever?" The video had told them they were suppose to live and survive after all and having glowing monsters in the closet seemed like a big hindrance to that.
"You don't think they were gonna do that stuff to us do you?"
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Jill isn't sure what to say about this. Would they do this to them? Was there even a 'they,' any more?
"I suspect this place might be abandoned based on the condition it is in. I'd expect something like either the medical area or a medical area to be more taken care of and clean. I haven't found anywhere so far that seems like it's been kept up." Were they dead? Had too much time passed? Did they simple give up? "But we're also here. Someone brought us here and seems to be doing things, right? So we should be cautious."
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"If somebody is watching us or like...experimenting on us they're doing a really sloppy job at it. I mean science wasn't like my best subject in school but it feels like we've got too much freedom to be a serious experiment doesn't it?"
At least that's what she was hoping. The more she thought about it the more she convinced herself that there was no way her getting bitten by Mole-rats or the girls getting poisoned by radiation could be part of an experiment. What was it trying to prove?
'Captain Simmons' and the Overseer's Office
"We managed to talk it down, and, long story short, it goes by Captain Simmons and claims it's now the Overseer by chain of command. Supposedly the scientists and civilians out here led a mutiny over some kind of order they didn't want to follow, and the fight that followed killed 'em all. As far as it knows we're all nice, docile civilians willing to follow orders... and I think we ought to keep it thinking that until we talk it into giving out access to the secure systems and telling us how to unlock the sealed doors. It claims it'll authorize expeditions outside as soon as the rest of the Vault's up to code."
His tone is casually sarcastic, but his foot is swinging back and forth at a tempo that suggests he's not too calm about the blaster robot.
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That's how robots and computers work. Yeah. Jiro looks like he wants to go down to that office right now and tear the robot apart. This is all military experimental bullshit and he's not stepping in line with it.
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Not unless leaving it operational starts to look like a bigger threat. For now, it seems happy to hang out in its little office and throw orders around, and Yunlan's happy to give it the mushroom treatment as long as it keeps bearing fruit.
(Keep it in the dark and feed it on bullshit-- now that's the bureaucratic way.)
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"Shake it out fast."
It sounds like a threat and it is. He will go straight into the office and start a beatdown on Captain Simmons if given half a chance, or if playing along takes too long.
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Yunlan's eyes narrow, and he meets Jiro's gaze levelly, resting his hands on the tabletop behind him.
"I'll tell you when we're done shaking it out."
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Robotic military types with high tech weapons? That would be more difficult.
"No sense in rocking the boat until we have the upper hand. For all we know he's lying to us...can machines lie?"
Her experience with robots is lacking.
"But if his goals involve us getting out of here to see what the world is like outside then it's beneficial to all of us."
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He's in agreement with her about the eventual goals, though, and he nods along as she continues.
"I'd rather play nice for as long as we want the same thing. It's paranoid, though, so careful what you say to it."
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"It's good that he recognizes a chain of command to some degree. That lets us know where we stand. Depending on how he feels we could offer her rank to him and see if that earns us some good graces."
By "Her" she meant Jill Valentine whom she gestured to across the room.
"In my own country I was Commanding Officer to a number of task forces but never given an official ranking because well...Princess seemed high enough."
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Saya bows her head slightly at Yun, "Thanks for going with me... I admit, I would have been at a loss on what to do for a while. I got used to dealing with Zombies in my apocalypse." She tried to joke about it but it made her feel a pang of guilt wondering what happened to everyone... If she was here, where's the rest?
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-- that hurts.
"From what I spotted in that third lab, zombie hunting experience might be something we need too!" he laughs, letting the glance of sympathy go unspoken. Talking about it can't help, so as far as he's concerned, it'll just make things harder to deal with.
"But you're welcome. I'm just glad we did manage to talk Simmons down before anyone got shot."
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"Assuming I would have survived getting hit by a futuristic energy weapon... I do kind of want to see what it is though... Maybe we can find more of them."
"The weapons, not more of those particular model of robot I mean." No one needs more of them around.
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