Containment: An Original Roleplay: Scenes/Logs/Threads

Who: Hespe and Jane
When: evening,
Where: The Worlds Ends Pub
Why: Friends being friends.


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Who: Lincoln and Rika
When: afternoon
Where: Diaspora camp

( Rika didn't really understand boredom. )

Who: Juno and Hush
Where: Somewhere between the Industrial District and the Slums (and then the scrap yard)
When: At around 6:30pm

It was cold. Actually, it was freezing. At this hour, already dark out, the streets leading from the Industrial District to the slums were mostly deserted. Juno imagined that the people who tended to frequent these streets had tried their best to retire to their homes and keep as warm as possible - and she couldn't blame them. Even with her trusted red puffer jacket over her coveralls, a scarf, gloves and the closest thing to leg-warmers she could find, Juno found herself feeling extremely uncomfortable. Luckily, walking through the snow didn't constitute a problem to her with her powers, but the fact that one of her hands had been de-gloved in order to better message Hush as she made her way...that did. Then again, she had started it, and he seemed talkative, relatively speaking, so Juno wasn't going to shut him down now.

Especially right now, that he had said he would meet her halfway. Idiot. She thought that knowing him, he'd already gotten on his way as he sent that message, and judging by the next, Juno had been absolutely right. The badly-lit streets didn't offer much in terms of aid in recognizing anyone walking in her direction, but Juno's eyes remained searching ahead for any sign of him. He had just offered her a piggy back ride, which was hilarious and only slightly tempting given the circumstances, but still there was no sign of him. Juno fired off a quick reply before continuing on her way. "Doesn't even know which way I'm taking, dumbass, why didn't he stay put?" She muttered.

Who: EVERYONE (his invite was public to anyone with access to the network, so all people in Haven are welcome)
What: karaoke competition and charity fundraiser
When: Monday, January 9, 2215, 8:30PM - ???
Where: the World's End pub (*snerk*) in the West District
Rating: we'll see!

( Who didn't love the song 'I Want You To Want Me'? )

( OOC info )

Who: William and Rory
What: toy shopping and awkward times
When: noon hour
Where: South District
Rating: probably mild aside from any dirty thoughts William might have
Note: started in gdoc

( You’ll catch your death, dear. Please put this on. )

Who: Teddy and Olivia
When: Noon-ish
Where: Haven's military training center
What: Punching and lunching!

Olivia was only mildly disgruntled that her comm had started buzzing at 4 in the morning and hadn't stopped for over an hour - disgruntled because it was her day off and she wanted to sleep in, and mildly because she was so used to waking up before dawn that it hadn't been that much of an inconvenience. She'd managed another hour or so after turning her comm off, then rolled out of bed to get her day started. Jonah was on call, which meant the house to herself, and she took the time to clean, then bundled up and ran a few essential errands. They were pretty good about sharing housework, but both had been busy the last few days and the fridge was running low.

Errands done, fridge and cupboards restocked, Olivia packed her gym bag and headed for the gym at work. It may have been her day off, but there was still no slacking, and anyway, most of her friends were probably there anyway. She didn't have too many people outside her squad, which was fine by her. Dumping her stuff on a bench in the locker room of the gym, she fired off a quick comm message to Teddy - In gym, gonna work out. Want in? Bring me food & I'll be your best friend. Odds were he was in or planning to be in, and she always enjoyed his company.

Dropping her phone on her bag, she pulled out workout gear and started changing.

Who: Nisha and Eden
Where: The Dovetail
When: Mid-afternoon

It wasn't that infrequent to get a few odd requests from clients upon scheduling. Usually, the people handling the schedules knew Nisha's limitations but every once a while something came up than hadn't come up before, and so the email was forwarded and Nisha had to look it over and see whether or not she was up for it. There was, incidentally, very little Nisha didn't do. Usually, the managers got a simple reply of "i'm down" or "i'm down just give me time between appointments when you set it up" if it required preparation. Today, however, the request was just downright bizarre. it was harmless at first sight but it involved a degree of weirdness that even Nisha didn't know if she was up for.

Pushing herself from the chair at her desk, Nisha knew there was only one thing to do: talk to the girl she liked best, who had also been working here a lot longer than she had. Nisha checked with the manager to see if Eden was busy and, upon finding she wasn't at this time, made her way to Eden's usual digs at the Dovetail, knocking and waiting for an answer.

Who: Dr. Reed Jensen, Theo Sawyer
What: Theo brings an injured friend and company member into the hospital, Reed fixes 'er up.
Where: Hospital emergency care
When: Evening. Jan 9th.
Rating: Fairly PG

( In this weather, it was practically an epidemic of bruised butts and egos )

Who: Clementine and Rémy
Where: The market
When: Afternoon

By all accounts this should be harder. Working with Clementine, let alone remaining good friends with her was painful at the best of times, but their conversation always came easily regardless. It was perhaps a testament to how long they had known each other and if Rémy really let it that would only make things worse, but he tried very hard not to. They had agreed upon bringing some helpful items to the family whose father had died on a roof collapse in the slums, and the whole tram ride to the market had been used to discuss what to buy, what the family would need, as well as how each other's day had gone and what remarkable thing the kids had said today. Not exactly an ideal topic of conversation, apart from the cute things children said sometimes, but Rémy was always delighted to talk to Clementine despite the subject. Except, perhaps, for all those conversations about his engagement. Those had been the furthest thing from delightful he could think of.

This wasn't the time to think about that, however, as somewhere in the slums a family was suffering even more than usual and Rémy really wanted to ease that pain for them. He knew one of the children, but even if he hadn't, him and Clementine might have ended up right here anyway. "So groceries, toys - maybe books for the oldest ones? - and blankets. Right?" He looked to Clementine for confirmation despite having the list firmly memorized, as he'd made it himself.

Monday, January 9^th, 2215

Weather: The weekend was one long blizzard, but in the early morning hours the snow finally stops. That brings the tally to eight inches of overall snowfall. Temperatures hover around 5° F during daylight hours.

Events: The trams have barely been running all weekend due to issues with the weather, but they’re finally up and running again today - albeit slowly at first. Snow removal teams and salters are sent out before dawn, but as always, the Heart of Haven is their first priority. From there they go by district, upper classes first, slums last. Those commuting between districts should be sure to bundle up and leave earlier than usual.

Tragedy struck the slums yesterday, when the constant heavy snowfall lead to a roof collapsing. A man was killed in the accident, leaving a family without a husband, father, and primary provider. Something like this may slip under the radar normally, but with elections coming up on the 30_th, it’s getting a fair bit of attention. The survivors have already been given new housing, and in the afternoon hours they are paid a visit by Maxwell Wallace and his family. Maxwell Wallace of the physical cohort is campaigning against Councilman Kieran Sullivan for his seat. Wallace and his family visit the survivors with donations of food, clothing, and even toys for the children. Wallace is already wildly popular within the slums - his key platform is based around adding another seat on the Council to represent Haven’s ungifted population, which is pretty controversial. The argument against is, essentially, Haven was founded and made safe by the gifted, and in the event of another cataclysm, the ungifteds have much less to offer. Wallace is still turning heads with his way of thinking, however, and a little good will never hurt anyone.

Underground betting circles are giving great odds on the chance of Wallace winning. The last time a living Councilmember was unseated was 46 years ago - and it was widely believed that health issues played a big part there. More often than not, a Councilmember holds their seat for life. More than that, Kieran Sullivan is a man of the people. He’s generally well liked, and it seems very unlikely that anyone could unseat him.

Surprisingly, Kieran’s not the only one running with some opposition this election. Usually the majority of the Council runs for re-election unopposed, making this a rare year in which not one but two Councilmembers have rivals. This year Councilman Piers Abrams has opposition in the form of Alexander Saito. Saito ran against Councilman Abrams three years ago, and was believed in some circles to be better prepared for the job. He’s served in the Department of Human Services for thirty years, and is quick to point out he has age and wisdom on his side. Saito wants to see many of the laws put into effect at Haven’s founding re-examined. His argument was that, with Haven’s population reaching the 100K mark, many of the laws that were once necessary for the survival of the human race may no longer be necessary. He wants to see big changes in Haven, starting with the way marriages are approached. One of his platform topics includes taking religion into consideration when matches are made. This idea is generally dismissed by the current Council, the argument being that anyone unhappy with their match could use religion as an excuse to try and ‘beat the system.’ He also wants to see family heritage taken into account. As he comes from one of the rare families in Haven that have managed to hold on to some of their family tradition and heritage, he believes there should be a greater priority placed on preserving any bit of history and tradition possible. A nice idea, but often written off as impractical.

Oh, politics. The average citizen of Haven just wants the stupid election to be over. Everyone knows nothing’s going to change, so why bother griping?