OFFICE HOURS

[didntgetdadslooks]

Got something you want to say to your good friend The Professor's Assistant? Come on in, don't be shy! Her official hours are daylight hours - girl has to sleep? after all, probably - but if you knock on the door at night she'll generally answer. Please just make sure to leave the in-game date and time in the header of your toplevel!

All comments are screened for confidentiality during the course of the experiment.

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[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Well, that's sure something! Good news, Birkin, you've caught Angel with an Adult Beverage on her desk, how shocking. ]

I... you know, I wondered how long until someone asked about the vending machine, and that's definitely a reason to.

[fivestagegod]

You don't say. Lisa Trevor's little diary was also a nice fucking touch, I'm just glad I'm the one it fell out for because I don't think I would have been able to keep my face still long enough to cover for it the second somebody asked about it.

[Jesus.]

So is there an answer, or what?

[didntgetdadslooks]

I can only really tell you what The Professor told me, but...

[ She breathes for a second, trying to remember how it goes, exactly. ]

So there's a weird side-effect to the machine he used to get you all? Basically, it also dragged a bunch of your stuff with you - it's theoretical, since the technology is new, but the term he used was resonance? Like... things that have the same wavelength as you, things you've touched or have an attachment to. Sometimes it's clothes, sometimes it's... your friend there.

[fivestagegod]

...Great. Did you guys fix this thing too? I figure you did, since it's not trying to bite me and everyone here isn't dying horribly.

[didntgetdadslooks]

Yeah, that's probably a safe bet. The vending machine is mostly out of my hands, but the point of it definitely isn't to drop a leech that'll kill everyone.

[fivestagegod]

I'd hope not. I'm still trying to keep people from touching it just to be on the relatively safe side? Outside of Jasper and Rose, I guess, they're kind of a different story.

[...Anyway.]

So. You get a lot of people upset after Tuesday, or did they mostly leave you alone?

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Angel sighs. ]

No one was too bad. Which was nice, since I wasn't in the best place to have a bunch of people yelling at me.

[fivestagegod]

You weren't. Just imagine how it was going for the people actually being threatened.

[Just saying.

Anyway, wiggles over there has decided it's having enough of being held, so Birkin will just. sit somewhere and put the damn thing in his lap because jesus, yes, he gets it, you're going to ruin all the clothing he has by the end of the week.]

I'm not too in the mood to yell at you over that, seeing as it's not like it's going to matter back home for much longer. If people find out here then that'll suck for me, but it's not like that matters since the damage has already been done.

[didntgetdadslooks]

Trust me, I know. I just don't want anyone to give The Professor a reason to break out Rule Five.

[ She nods. ]

Well, I definitely appreciate you not yelling.

[fivestagegod]

Did you look at them? I'm going to assume you know what's in there for everyone.

[didntgetdadslooks]

The envelopes? I didn't look at them, but I can take a guess as to what most of them are.

[fivestagegod]

I can show you mine, if you want to know. I don't really like people making guesses based on information I didn't give them myself.

[didntgetdadslooks]

If you want, sure.

cw: unethical experimentation, child abuse

[fivestagegod]

[He'll reach into one of his inside pockets, making sure not to displace Wiggles (who is currently exploring the chair and as usual seems utterly disinterested in what's going on); once he's got the envelope he hesitates for a brief moment before passing it over.

William Birkin has been perfecting his research by way of human experimentation and torture for twenty years, with his most recent subjects being the wards of the Raccoon City Orphanage.

He doesn't seem bothered by her seeing it, exactly, just kind of distant.]

It's like you said the first time. I'm not exactly a nice person, you know?

hoo boy here we go

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ God bless Wiggles, who I can only hope will become the Unknown Seas team mascot.

She takes it and reads it over, face not shocked at least. ]

Definitely not something I'd accuse you of. But it doesn't seem like something you'd accuse yourself of, either.

[fivestagegod]

I know better.

[He shrugs a bit.]

I don't regret anything I've done. And I do think it's worth it. But I know what I've had to do to get here and I know it makes me one of the bad guys. I get it.

[didntgetdadslooks]

Then I'm not exactly about to start yelling at you about your secret or anything, no matter how I feel about it.

[ She shrugs. ]

I'm not exactly working for the greatest company in the world, either.

[fivestagegod]

...I really hate to tell you this, but the idea of you yelling at me does not exactly strike terror into my heart. Do what you want. After all, if that gets out here I'm not going to hear the end of it from some of the other assholes in here.

[didntgetdadslooks]

What, you don't think I cut an intimidating silhouette?

[ She nods. ]

I can't think of a lot of people who wouldn't be upset by that, yeah.

cw: more spectacularly unethical experimentation

[fivestagegod]

Yeah, I don't foresee that being too excellent.

[Mm.]

Not that it makes it any better, but I kind of inherited Lisa. She was the first test subject Al and I got, but she'd been there since before either of us were... [...] ...Well, before I was signed on, anyway. He was there longer than me. But either way, she was just sort of given to us, it's not like it's all been fucking over orphans and shit.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Angel holds her hands up a little, just for a bit. ]

Look, at the end of the day I'm not the one whose opinion of you you're going to have to worry about, but I do sympathize with inheriting weird stuff at a job.

[ Sort of... gestures around. ]

[fivestagegod]

And at the end of the day, I did tell you that if we have to deal with your bullshit, you're going to have to deal with mine. The difference here is that you had a fucking choice in doing all of this.

I don't think you fucking get that you're going to be complicit in a whole lot of murder. But hey, it's worth it if a bunch of strangers die so you can see the outside world, right?

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Angel sighs, and takes a sip of her drink. ]

I'm not stupid enough to think after The Professor started dropping motives on you guys that there won't be murder. I kinda hoped last week, but now I know that's not happening. If he keeps going, someone's going to crack. My job has changed from "try to keep everyone happy" to "try to keep as many of you alive as I can, if I can, while the number of things I can do shrinks," really freaking quickly, because there are some big questions I didn't think to ask up front.

You're right, though - people are going to die, and I'm going to have to sit in here and let it happen. That's the consequence of the choice I made, even if I didn't see it when I made it.

[fivestagegod]

Oh, will you give it a break already? I don't give a shit about how much of a victim you think you are, or how many stupid bitches you think you deserve to have believe you're a little lost lamb that wouldn't hurt a soul but simply can't do anything to help. You choose to sit in here and let this happen. You don't have to do shit.

[didntgetdadslooks]

Alright, then. Where do you think I should start? Say you were stuck with some pretty serious restrictions on your actions, and you knew that if you got killed or taken off the project, they'd just find someone else to send in? And so you had to sit behind a desk and try to help a bunch of people in this situation infer the solutions to their problems? Maybe I'm not some poor innocent lamb, but I sure as hell wouldn't be sitting back here if I had as much of a choice in all this as you think I do.

[ She grimaces a little, as if in pain, then settles down from the admittedly small display of anger. ]

Look, we can hang out here and swap terrible things we've done all night if you want, I'm fine with that. My list isn't quite as long as yours, but I'll figure something out. But if you want something approaching help, here's my official offer that at any time we can get back to that instead.