vault66 | 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."

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Puffed up military types she could deal with.

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."

"I'd normally say, only if they were programmed to lie! But the robots around here are a lot more flexible than the kind I'm used to." He tosses a grin her way and spreads his hands. "Seems like the best plan is to assume they can lie just as easily as a human can."

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."

"Oh I will." I always try to be. She thought quietly.

"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."

"And feudal ranks don't hold much sway with military from a different country." He nodded -- it's a reasonable concern. "She was American military, it sounds like, so that's not a bad idea. My rank's civilian and I'm not American, so all I could do was claim to recognize its rank and go from there."

He shot her a wry grin. "It can't hurt to see if it'll decide Jill's higher up the chain of command than it is! Imagine how much annoyance we could skip right past."

"I'd love for it to be that easy. If any one of us took control of the Overseer's office our lives could be much less complicated."

She considered her own words for a moment before adding "Any one of of us except possibly Jiro."

He had his uses, leadership was not one of them.

"The alternative is less desirable but we should also perhaps plan to...remove him if he becomes a problem. Working together is best right now but if he lets the power go to his mechanical head we'll have to be willing to take more drastic measures."

Just how durable were these machines anyway? In theory they had lasted for centuries without human assistance.

"Way ahead of you, Princess," Yunlan chuckled. "--I'll be honest: I want to keep him around for as long as it takes to get his access codes. He's well-armed and trigger-happy, and I don't like the idea of all of us winding up as the remains of mutiny number two.

"That said, we're in no position to try that right now. Proper preparation prevents poor performance, isn't that how the line goes?

"We'd do better to stockpile some better weaponry before we try a trick like that."

"Organizing a search team to do a sweep of each room we'd be more likely to solve that problem." She muses "Though I'm getting the idea that the very suggestion of organized action seems to rub this group the wrong way."

She may be a little bitter at how only a couple of people at this gathering seemed to think it was a good idea.

"I'll need some practice using these modern weapons, but if we can't find enough we could attempt to lay some traps. How durable could it be really?"

After all she'd seen a powerful military war machine taken down by two children and some water. Everything had a weakness.

"Had a problem with someone?" If they were objecting to organized action, Yunlan's willing to bet it was Jiro. He half-shrugs, and adds, "Anyway -- I don't know how durable it is, but I know it's got a pretty powerful weapon. So if we do try for it, not only do I want to do it well armed, I think we should catch it by surprise.

"It's a lot safer that way."

"They aren't problems, at least not yet." she left it vague for now but cast a glance in Jiro's direction to implicate him a little.

"Always a good idea. With the element of surprise on our side it could be over quickly with minimal damage. We just have to make sure that they aren't in communication with him."

She turned her gaze from Jiro to Louis next who was tending to the snack table. Would the machines work together? She couldn't be sure yet.

Yunlan followed her gaze, and smirked, briefly.

"Well, let's hope none of us will have any problems we need to worry about." She was right to worry about the robots' proximity. They clearly weren't all on the same side - Louis and Nick hated each other, for one thing - but it was safest to assume they'd all follow direct orders from an official superior.

Which Simmons thought it was -- and he had no reason to think the other robots would disagree.

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