day 3;

[betraitor]

[there's really only so long he can go avoiding interacting with people (read: not very long at all in a confined space), but alvin's still in flight mode for a good portion of the morning. he's expecting blame and fingers pointed at him for how the vote went—not that he'd blame anyone for it, but for a guy who is actually resolved to trying to do the right thing...

well, it sucks. and he's so used to even his best intentions being misplaced that he can't even say he's surprised.

in any case, even with flight mode on, he still wants to get a good look at the new scenery—with the hopes he'll be alone for a bit in checking it all out.

not to be the case though, because as he makes his way into the tech lab, he realizes he's not alone, and that guy is already in there.

welp.]

Oh, uh... didn't realize anyone was in here already. [he's pretty ready to turn heel, but that would be too easy, wouldn't it?]

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[mansplains]

[Yeah, Guy's been nerding out in here for a while, playing with the machines and trying to build his very own tiny robot. In fact, when Alvin walks in, it's a wonder that he even notices at all, that's how engrossed he is]

[Like--- honestly, while Guy isn't happy with this situation -- Diva's death -- he isn't exactly surprised. He had a feelings things were going to go this way.]

[Still, if anything can distract Guy, it's machinery.... and Alvin, maybe]

No, you can come in. I was just testing this out.

[betraitor]

[if nothing else, machinery is probably a more productive distraction, but alvin will distract, no less.

guy's reaction isn't as bad as he would have expected—really, nobody's been that bad, which is perhaps telling of his own perception of things—and since alvin doesn't really like being alone anyway? he'll take it as an invitation to not bolt.

and do just the opposite, coming in the room a bit further to look at what guy is working on.]

What's it gonna do? [he figures there's probably a reason to, you know, build a robot.]

i'm sorry for the delay!!

[mansplains]

[Guy doesn't see any point in being rude and hostile, even if this situation is sure to put anyone on edge, even him. Regardless, Alvin would have to be pretty stupid to attack him out in the relative-open like this, and he's a capable swordsman, so he isn't really concerned]

I haven't decided yet! I've never made one myself. It's just amazing to have access to this kind of kind technology...

[nerd alert, nerd alert]

it's fine, it happens!

[betraitor]

Sounds like you're really into that kind of stuff. I can't say it's my strong suit, but...

[you do you, guy.]

You think you can make something that can sniff our way out of this prison?

[mansplains]

What's not to be into? These aren't even powered by fonons! They're incredible.

[simmer down, nerd]

I can try, but I doubt our captors would let us get away with that.

[betraitor]

Right...

[what the fuck is a fonon, guy. it's probably a question better saved for another time, when they can... talk about fonic artes and spirit artes and spyrix, or something.]

Yeah, guess they wouldn't like it too much. But they'd have it coming it if it worked out in our favor.

[alvin, don't encourage bad ideas that will probably end in someone dying...]

[mansplains]

[don't make me explain, i escaped zia for a reason!!!]

Yeah, we're not exactly their biggest fans. But they'd be pretty stupid to give us that opportunity.

[Alvin... please...]

It's funny, how little we know about this whole situation.

[betraitor]

I wouldn't call a group that brings kids to a place like this very bright to begin with.

[kanyeshrug, he's seen some shit, but this is a new level of shit, honestly.]

Seems like it. Obviously, some people here know a lot more than others do. But the rest of us sure as hell are stuck in the dark until someone decides to fill us in.

[mansplains]

I don't know. Kids are more emotional, easier targets.

Exactly. Only a handful of people know what's really going on here, I'd say, the rest of us are just wandering around blindly. If we want answers, we're better off looking for them ourselves.

[betraitor]

Yeah, if we can even get real answers from anyone. I think most people are going to keep playing it close to the vest with how things are going.

[mansplains]

No kidding. They'd be opening themselves to being voted on during the trials, or killed.

[Guy rubs the back of his head]

Do you have any guesses? I've been wracking my brain trying to think of things, but....

[betraitor]

Can't say I do. I'm kind of wondering if it's too soon to tell—not enough "getting to know you" time around here to really get a beat on what everyone's all about here.

[they sure are going to learn soon enough.] You got any ideas?