[Game 10] Day 5 ... of visit...

[arsgoetia]

The next day, Lucia invites everyone into the main room... "Hey everybody! After all this sitting around and thinking I thought everyone might want to get out and have some fun! Which is to say, laser tag! Let's all go around and harmlessly shoot each other in the dark for a bit, it's a great time also I have never got to do it before because I have no friends."

She says it totally deadpan and jerks a thumb to the door.

"Or if people want to stay home and eat and rest up sure, that's fine. Some of you are looking pretty tired. If you're having trouble sleeping, I totally have drugs that will konk you right out!"

[OOC: I will be putting up a top level comment for everyone to thread running around and shooting each other while glowing bizarrely under a blacklight if they want, and people can also comment to the main post if they want to stay back, talk to NPCs, etc (just let us know if you want anyone in particular). In fact, you can comment in both places if you want and just assume one happened before or after the other!

We will also be having a couple of small plot hook events going up at whatever times through the rest of tonight and tomorrow, but thread in those at your leisure, there is no time demand. Coming late, leaving early, w/e w/e as you see fit, picking up and backthreading and timespace bending all encouraged.]

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[peacockeyes.livejournal.com]

[nods]

I didn't think I had a choice.

[arsgoetia]

Kieran kind of winces, sympathetic. "...Yeah..."

[peacockeyes.livejournal.com]

[looks at him]

Ah... I wouldn't have thought about it, but you're from this world and time so I suppose it is a little similar.

[arsgoetia]

"Huh?" He looks a bit tense suddenly.

[peacockeyes.livejournal.com]

Sorry, it's okay, it's just how I was programmed. I wouldn't know otherwise.

[arsgoetia]

He goes red, rubbing his face with one hand, fingers lingering a bit over his recently-shaven chin. "...nngh. Oh, well. Uh. Yeah..."

[peacockeyes.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.

[arsgoetia]

Kieran hesitates, then gives him a tired half-smile. "...it's not like it's your fault you can see that."

[peacockeyes.livejournal.com]

I can apologize regardless.

[arsgoetia]

"It's fine? You didn't choose to know anyway..." Kieran rubs the back of his neck. "...I don't really tell people that so if you can keep it on the down-low that'd be cool, though..."

[peacockeyes.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't have brought it up anyway, there's no reason to.

[arsgoetia]

"Well, I mean, I'm not accusing you of that? Just getting it out there in case similar topics came up in conversation or something."

Kieran starts moving the pieces on the chess board, replaying a standard opening.

[peacockeyes.livejournal.com]

[okay playiiing]

... does it actually come up?

[arsgoetia]

"Not usually. Sorry. I had to give my name just to get the tickets down here, I'm kind of on edge about it right now. More than usual." Shakes his head. "Not to make this all about me, though, bro."

[peacockeyes.livejournal.com]

Sometimes I forget how behind this place is on some things.

[arsgoetia]

Kieran makes a bit of a face. "Your world's pretty significantly different, huh."

[peacockeyes.livejournal.com]

... my country, at least. I've never left the island and I don't concern myself much with international affairs.

[arsgoetia]

"What's your country like?"

Kieran watches the board mostly, though his gaze occasionally flicks up to watch Fon between moves.

[peacockeyes.livejournal.com]

Ilegenes is informally known as The Genetic Sodom. My-- [hesitates momentarily] ... a group of scientist made great advances in the fields of genetics and bioengineering a couple of decades ago, which turned the small island into the most advanced country in the field. The island's entire economy relies on genetic research and export of clones and genetically engineered animals.

When the original group of scientists realized what the country had become, they... they made us, to fix it.

[arsgoetia]

"...Advanced in some ways, but not much of a Utopia, it sounds like."

[peacockeyes.livejournal.com]

[sounds pretty calm, with only slight hints of frustration]

I'm the sixth one.

[arsgoetia]

That... sinks in. "...I'm really sorry."

[peacockeyes.livejournal.com]

It's fine... I wasn't supposed to know.

[arsgoetia]

"I bet. They wanted you to fulfill your ...programming... without realizing that it isn't your own desire-?"

[peacockeyes.livejournal.com]

They didn't think of it on those terms, but yes.