[Arrival GP] it’s summer, right?

[st_artliving]

June, Xavin decided, was a puzzling month. It still seemed like spring in some ways, but was very summer already in others. Among the ways that it was summer: less demand for hot drinks. And yes, she could do iced, but that tended to mean hauling ice to her coffee-cart territory and that got old fast.

Since it was arrival day, therefore, she was trying something new. She’d taken over part of the cafe (with a decentish view of the lobby) and set it up with blenders, fruits, and other things. Surely smoothies would be acceptable, and the cafe space meant not having to haul ice.

As a further acknowledgement of probable sun and warmth, Xavin ensured there were obvious stacks of towels near the more usual baskets of things for new arrivals. If there were any newcomers and she’d forgotten something, well... it would probably be all right eventually.

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Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_illfive]

“Oh-kay.” Five couldn’t decide if the almost robotic cheerfulness was annoying or not. It reminded him of the Handler, a bit, though she’d cracked the facade once in a while. “So this judge was deciding which you go to?”

Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_raightuphottie]

"Oh, no. The judge was trying to determine whether or not the system that determines whether or not a person goes to the Good Place or the Bad place was corrupt."

Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_illfive]

“Due to it being a system, I’m betting the answer is ‘well, duh’?” Five knew how to manipulate systems, after all. If they weren’t fundamentally broken or breakable, he wouldn’t be able to.

Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_raightuphottie]

Janet smiles. "That's exactly what Michael would say."

Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_illfive]

“Thanks.” Five wasn’t sure at all that that had been a compliment, since the woman seemed to smile about everything, but ‘thanks’ would get them past it. “Has anyone given you the rundown on this place yet?” First be nice, then squeeze for information; he wasn’t about to shoot her in the head.

Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_raightuphottie]

"No," Janet pronounces, still smiling.

Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_illfive]

“Okay then. This is the Madonna Inn, which is technically in central California, but this iteration of it is extradimensional. It and a four-hour radius of territory, not including any other towns or settlements, are in a pocket dimension outside of normal time and space.” He could show her the math, it was in a bunch of notepads and on several walls. “It’s basically a roach motel, starring us as the roaches. Fun, huh?”

Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_raightuphottie]

"Okay," Janet responds to that, filing that information away in her OS's files for future reference. It was rather unusual, having to fill in the mental gaps. It was weird having mental gaps at all. "Sounds fun!"

Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_illfive]

“Sure.” Fun, right. Quiet, mostly, at least. “How do you teleport? I’ve never met anyone else who can do it without a briefcase.” Knowing who he was wasn’t as impressive. He was infamous, after all.

Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_raightuphottie]

"It's a base functionality of all Janets," she informs him pleasantly. "I was built this way!"

Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_illfive]

“So you’re an... android of some kind?” Super advanced, but not impossibly so, at least to the mind of someone who called an android Mom. “What are your other base functionalities?”

Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_raightuphottie]

"I'm able to instantaneously retrieve and/or create any requested object. I'm also an accessible database of all knowledge in the universe."

Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_illfive]

“Seriously? What job function needs that much power?” Five tilted his head, then shrugged. “Never mind. Doesn’t matter, you’re stuck here like the rest of us. But if you’ve got all the knowledge in the universe... did killing the butcher work? I kind of blew up the Commission before finding out.” The math had been so perfect. Kill the butcher so his disgusting filthy son took over the shop, thus providing tainted meat, thus rendering the Hindenburg pilot too sick to fly, thus delaying the flight until it would have to go through an electrical storm and BOOM. History preserved. But math was for shit if some bonehead couldn’t figure out ‘pull trigger’.

Re: Janet's Arrival

[st_raightuphottie]

"Yes, it did. Congratulations!" Janet says with far more cheeriness than what seems appropriate for what was such a gruesome plan.