meet-and-greet | January 2016

[governors]

The Governors do this, sometimes; they hold a meet-and-greet for the new arrivals to help them get acclimated, and also to distract them from destroying their rooms. A message goes out to all the new arrivals informing them of a party with free food. Everyone likes free food, right?

In one of the recreation areas - sadly, not one of the ones accessible by slide - there are some chips, dip, some sodas and Solo cups, several large pizzas, and a surprising amount of Oreos.

Party.

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[aquilawful]

Jack was not overly enthused by the idea of a 'party', but it was more interesting than pacing in his room. Plus, it presented an ideal opportunity to meet other people in the facility. When they were all apparently in the same boat (kidnapped for one reason or another to what was ostensibly a different universe), and no one was happy about it, they were more likely to talk to anyone who was willing to listen to their complaints. Information gathering shouldn't be too difficult.

Going to the meetup had an unexpected bonus: a familiar face near the door.

"Figures the first thing you'd complain about is no alcohol," Jack says, interrupting his Oreo-soliloquy. It's lighthearted, but he's very relieved to see Daniel. "At least we got kidnapped together this time."

[accipiterrible]

Daniel's demeanor changes almost instantly. "Jake!" he says, almost gleeful, and leaps to his feet, nearly spilling his soda. "You bastard, when the hell'd you get here?"

[aquilawful]

As aggravating as Daniel could sometimes be, there was nothing like seeing him light up about something. Most people didn't stick around to see how amazing it was, and Jack doesn't mind one bit that it's about him this time.

"Two days ago," he answers. He laughs at the absurdity of the situation, and, avoiding the soda, pulls Daniel into a strong hug. "This place is like an Escher maze. You?"

[accipiterrible]

"About the same," Daniel admits into Jack's shoulder, trying to hug him back just as fiercely with one arm. "You found the room with the slide yet?"

He glances around once he's released. "This party's a bit shit, huh?"

[aquilawful]

"I noticed it," Jack answers vaguely. He hadn't yet taken a slide anywhere; it's edging on too absurd for the moment. "I think there's more than one, actually. At least whoever designed the place has a sense of humor."

Or something like that. Humor was the least concerning option. Jack follows Daniels' gaze around the room, absentmindedly running a thumb along his left palm.

"Not exactly a rager, although the mountain of Oreos means they've got the high school part down." He shrugs. "No one's particularly happy to be here - I doubt five star dining and a professional DJ would make much of a difference to the mood."

[accipiterrible]

"Yeah, nobody seems too happy with this arrangement," Daniel says, looking around the room. "But who cares? You're here!"