1st Team Meeting

[makeadragonwannaretire]

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."

Comments

[cicadashell]

He glares, because he's sure Yunlan is mocking him.

"Fine."

He's trying not to give in to the impulse to punch either Yunlan or the table; clenching his fist but not raising it.

[wildguardian]

Yunlan absolutely is mocking him. Still -- he's got to give Jiro points for not giving in to his urge for violence this time. He nods, and deliberately relaxes, glancing away (although, just in case, he's keeping the kid in his peripheral vision.)

"Anyway. While we're on the topic, anything else you wanted to know about our robot overlord?"

[cicadashell]

"Nope. Know everything I need to."

The robot thinks he's in charge, and has now become their number one problem.

"You really think you'll get anything out of him by doing his bidding?"

[wildguardian]

"I've got some information already." Yunlan puts his foot back up on the table; now that the initial order's been received well, he's relaxing back into his slouch. "Honestly, he's not that clever. I don't think it'll be that tricky to talk him around as long as we don't trip over anything that makes him think we're enemies."

If they do? Well, at that point, he'll help Jiro disassemble the thing with a pool cue. He isn't that interested in having an unpredictable robot with an energy pistol zipping around the Vault taking potshots.

[cicadashell]

Despite technically working for the Bureau of Espionage, Jiro is not the type to be subtle or undermining. He's too direct, but at least he recognizes that. It's frustrating that nothing in here is going to work with his usual way of doing things.

"Okay. So what do we have to do to get this expedition thing set up? What does he want fixed in the vault?"

[wildguardian]

"He was pretty vague about it," Yunlan admits. "Said he wanted reports from all the Mr. Handy units before he made any decisions... but I'll see if I can nail him down on that."

He quirks a brief smile. "I can push if it takes too long."

[cicadashell]

Jiro raises an eyebrow; this sounds suspicious.

"Reports about the vault systems or reports about us?"

Have they let too much slip to the other three robots by considering them allies?

[wildguardian]

When Jiro isn't trying to punch anyone, Yunlan appreciates the way he thinks. His smile widens toothily.

"Good question! He made it sound like the former, but I'd be careful what you said to the locals.

I would not be surprised if they're programmed to obey authority."

[cicadashell]

"That's what I'm thinking. They're here to keep an eye on us, no matter what they say to the contrary."

Jiro's opinions are somewhat informed by coming directly from a 'do what we say or else' situation. Right now, his default isn't trusting anything at its face value.

[wildguardian]

"I wouldn't go that far! But if someone comes at 'em with the right titles or recognition codes, they'll probably spill whatever they know. They've got their jobs, but that doesn't mean they're on our side."

Yunlan shrugs, and adds, "Not unless we've got that authority and those codes. Even then, I'd wonder about backdoors set up by whatever company made this place. Vault-Tec, right?"

If he's remembering that introductory video correctly. He's got a good memory for detail, but he'd been... distracted at the time.

[cicadashell]

"Vault-Tec, yeah."

He remembers it because it's simple and to the point.

"You got codes for some things, right? Opening doors, computer systems? Maybe there's a pattern and we can, or Saya can, figure out other likely codes?"

Is that even how it works?

[wildguardian]

"Maybe? She's the one to ask about that." He shrugs. "I didn't get anything in the way of special access yet, but I'm gonna keep trying to shake the front door passcode out of Simmons. And check out that mole-rat tunnel... we'll get out of here one way or another."

He'd prefer opening the front door, especially with the option to close it again if outside turns out to be less than safe (the giant mutant rats are a hint about what things might look like on the surface, he suspects.) But he's starting to get claustrophobic enough that he'll take almost any way out.

[cicadashell]

"Yeah, I'd go for the front door too."

Jiro's on the same page with getting the fuck out of here; he's losing the last bits of patience already and he's formulating a back-up plan.

[wildguardian]

"The sooner, the better."

He gives Jiro a thoughtful nod. It's good they're on the same page there. The kid's not bad -- just volatile, and Yunlan's fairly sure he needs someone to keep an eye on him or he'll blow shit up out of frustration. He and Azula aren't too different that way.