Hunt 01 ➳ BBS & Action

[eyeofthetigress]

{BBS}

I don't know who you are, or what you think you're pulling. This letter you gave me? Bullshit.

I want some real answers and I want them now. Start talking or I'll start bashing heads.

{Action}

_{[Stomping around the lobby is a woman who looks extremely pissed off. The letter everyone receives when they arrive is crumpled up in her fist, a fist that is being waved in the faces of various strangers as she threatens them. Feel free to approach her and get yelled at.]}

Comments

[bbs]

[tempesting]

Hello, my name is Dolphin and I take it that you're new to Garden? Please don't start bashing heads. I might have to call security if you do.

[bbs]

[eyeofthetigress]

The fuck is the Garden?

Call 'em. Watch me kick their asses.

[bbs]

[tempesting]

Garden is the name of this academy.

I can't send anyone until you've proven to be a danger to the school, so please don't prove to be a danger and don't cause any trouble. Please.

Is there anything you need that I could perhaps help you with?

[bbs]

[eyeofthetigress]

Academy?

Fuck that! What the hell is wrong with you people!? Locking people up and forcing them to go back to school? I'll kill everyone in this damn "Garden" if that's what it takes to get out.

[bbs]

[tempesting]

Military Academy.

I'm sorry you feel that way. Would you like me to pass that onto my supervisor?

[bbs]

[eyeofthetigress]

Military academy?

This is all bullshit. Do you actually expect anyone to believe this!?

[bbs]

[tempesting]

Yes.

I will alert my supervisor of your opinion. Your input is valuable to Garden. Thank you.


[Oh dear lord. She's just going to grab something heavy and head down to the lobby. Whoever this person is, maybe they can be reasonable and are only being unreasonable right now because they were angry about being pulled away from home.]

[action]

[eyeofthetigress]

_{[Tigress is in the lobby, shouting obscenities at random passerbys. On the bright side, she hasn't grabbed anyone and used them as a hostage. Yet.]}

[action]

[tempesting]

[Dolphin arrives on the scene, noting the woman exclaiming profanity as the woman who was treating to "bash heads" if not placated. Dolphin approaches, carrying a large dictionary under one arm--heaviest thing she could find that wouldn't get her in trouble with her boss--a little frantic.]

Excuse me!

[action]

[eyeofthetigress]

_{[Artemis turns to face the woman that's calling out to her. Immediately, her hand reaches for her hunting knife... Only to find it missing from it's usual spot. Great. The fuckers robbed her, too.]}

What the fuck do you want?

[action]

[tempesting]

[Dolphin comes to a halt a few feet away from Artemis. She puts her hands up in a sign of peace, hoping that the woman does not attack.]

My name is Dolphin. I'm a secretary here at Garden, a mercenary school. You are obviously very upset and I would like to help you with whatever you need. [And prevent you from bashing heads together, too.]

[action]

[eyeofthetigress]

_{[Art doesn't drop her defensive stance. It's instinct to not let her guard down.]}

You can start by telling me what the fuck I'm doing here.

[action]

[tempesting]

[Well she's not throwing punches. That's good.]

To put it simply? Time Compression.

[action]

[eyeofthetigress]

Time... Compression?

_{[She drops the defensive stance only to give Dolphin a look of confusion.]}

[action]

[tempesting]

[Oh yay! The lady doesn't look like she wants to throttle Dolphin, so Dol takes that as a sign of improvement.]

None of the off-worlders in Garden are here by choice. Like you and me and everyone else, we were pulled here by Time Compression. Something that Garden can't control, but tries to offer some stability so we can stand on our feet until Time Compression pulls us back home.

[action]

[eyeofthetigress]

_{[Artemis face palms.]}

This is too fucking much. How do I even know if you're telling the truth?

And - if you are telling the truth - what the hell are we even supposed to do here?

[action]

[tempesting]

It's true! People come and go and have no choice. Time Compression just...happens!

[She makes a nervous smile.]

When I first got here a couple days ago, I asked for some employee opportunities instead of becoming a student. That's how I got my secretary job.

[action]

[eyeofthetigress]

So you're saying I'm stuck at a fucking school that's supposed to teach me how to do my damn job?

Wonderful.

[action]

[tempesting]

It's not...too bad? We get to have rooms and food and be in numerous activities...

[action]

[eyeofthetigress]

I'm already a damn mercenary.

I don't need to go to a fucking mercenary school.

_{[She rubs a hand over her face and lets out an exasperated sigh.]}

Are you sure there's no way to leave this place and go home?

BBS + hope a threadjack's okay?

[hotpinkwhirlwind]

Mercenary academy, not military.

You're not being forced; you could have applied for a job instead of enrolling as a cadet. Either way, the door's wide open if you want to leave, but good luck getting by when you don't know the world, don't have references, and people don't trust off-worlders. I look like a native and it was still hard.

- Instructor Sharpay Evans

[bbs]

[eyeofthetigress]

I fucking didn't enroll or apply for anything. I'm already a damn mercenary. I'm not going to school for it.

None of this shit makes sense.

[bbs]

[hotpinkwhirlwind]

Oh, so that's how you have a login on the school computers.

Then don't, if you think you're up for making it alone in a world already stacked against you. Seriously though, the history, geography, and cultural studies classes help you know what people are talking about when they start namedropping.

Yeah, welcome to time compression; it does weird things.

- Instructor Sharpay Evans

[bbs]

[eyeofthetigress]

... I just used the information that was on this bullshit letter.

[bbs] it's chill bunny!

[tempesting]

Oh! Right! Thank you Ms. Sharpay.