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September 21st, 2013


[info]rrimods in [info]rrinitiative

EVENT

E V E N T



July 27th - 10am / 11am



The doors in both A and B block open at 10 and 11 am respectively. Messages are sent out to everyone when their block opens.


C O M M U N I C A T I O N S


Congratulations, you have completed your task as a community. The basement has been unlocked, please enjoy your time down there, until midnight!




[info]arty_kyle in [info]rrinitiative

Change of Direction

Characters: Adam and Kyle
Setting: Basement - bar, then laundry room; once the basement level opens

With nothing to do but wait, Adam made a real effort in getting ready. Call it his version of primping but he showered, shaved, and spent way too long in a pair of boxers trying to piece together the clothes he had, to figure out something that wouldn't be wrong. He wound up in a pale blue button down that fit far better than the one he'd brought with him over to the block and wasn't even sure if it worked on him since he was used to wearing plaid, but really it was the nicest thing he had so he added his jeans to it and went with it, hoping for the best.

As soon as he could get downstairs, Adam was there and headed straight towards the bar. It was weird, thinking that just a few days before he'd actually worked down here which he figured gave him permission to just wander behind it and fiddle with drink options. He also wound up serving a few other people who had already come down, watching the door for Kyle.

Kyle had hit the elevator the moment that it was clear - and given that his room was right by the thing, he was the first of his block down to the basement. Sure, he was in a hurry to go meet Adam, but he also had a stop to make first. Or maybe it was just that this was the first time that he would be in the presence of the other man since they decided to make a go of it. Possibly he was nervous. Either way, he stopped at the laundry room first and put a load of washing on before taking a breath, trying to check out his reflection in the surface of the machine, and then heading for the bar.

Nerves or not, he couldn’t stop the wide grin that broke on his face as he walked into the room and saw Adam there, behind the bar. And there was a definite bounce in the artist’s step as he walked over. “So, how am I meant to buy you a drink if you’re serving?” he asked, teasingly, leaning on the bartop and resting his chin on his knuckles.

As the customer said to the barman... )

[info]alice_wilkins in [info]rrinitiative

Field Trip to the Laundry Room!

Characters: Alice and OPEN

Setting: Laundry Room, around noon

When Alice read the notice that the basement was accessible, she was excited for all of five seconds before she realized there was one minor flaw in her plan to wash her clothes. She only had the one set of clothes, plus the t-shirt Rusty was letting her borrow, and she wasn't willing to go naked until her clothes finished. That realization put a bit of a damper on things, and she had almost decided that she simply wasn't going to head into the basement at all. Still, the idea of not having to wash her clothes in her sink again called to her and eventually she decided that, if nothing else, she would at least wash her two shirts.

Stripping out of the t-shirt she was wearing, she pulled her hoodie on so she wouldn't be indecent and, picking up the two t-shirts, ventured out to the elevator. She hurried passed the bar before finding her way to the laundry room. She heaved a sigh of relief at finding it empty, although it was obvious by the way one of the dryers was going that someone had already been there. Dropping her shirts into a washer, she added the detergent and turned the machine on. With nothing to do but wait, she hopped up onto the washer she was using. Sure, there were chairs, but she had a better view of the door this way. Lazily knocking the heels of her tennis shoes against the washer, she tucked one hand into the pocket of her hoodie, fingers curling around the knife she had stashed there. She knew she was being paranoid, but considering the laundry room was right next to a bar, and there were probably other inmates in there right now getting drunk, she didn't really care.