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Get In Losers, We're Doing Research

who: Openish - Floor Six Mingle Post
what: Ed and Chloe Initiate Phase II: Research and Explore
when: Sometime After New Arrivals Show Up (July 10th?)
where: Floor Six
warnings: Please hit up Ed's Permissions Post, as he's a CRAU and may recognize your character or talk about being in various other worlds.

The kitchen is laid out with whatever (reasonable) refreshments one can imagine available within the quarantine, snacks and beverages to accommodate varying tastes spread across the kitchen island and counter tops. Enough seating for 20 (10 from the kitchen, 10 from the entertainment area) had been arranged around Chloe's display, however she chose to set it up - since it had been put on her as the tech savvy one between them to do the presentation.

New arrivals, whether they cared for the research and exploration party or not would easily find themselves surrounded by books, notebooks and other papers with various notations - all regarding Riverview, the history of the quarantine, rumors surrounding it and comparisons to other worlds that similarly pull people through portals. These are out in the open and free to browse, should one be so inclined.

[Anyone with relation to floor six is welcome to attend - resident, friend of resident, etc. If you're unsure whether or not your character would get an invitation please contact the player you have CR with. Should your character be the type to show up uninvited, feel free to crash. Pretty much anyone Ed has CR with would be notified, and he'll be making a public post on the network before this event actually takes place IC. However if you have any questions don't hesitate to hit me up:

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Whether your character is already party of floor six or likely to be early to things, they may come across the more mundane preparation for this "party". Seating being moved, snacks being put out. Nothing out of the ordinary if you're used to a typical human get together. That is, partly, the point. A getting to know your new neighbors angle was equally Ed's motivation, so some consideration has gone into those not too enthralled by research, exploration and the potential for danger.

Welcome to Floor Six, Newcomers.

Ed didn't know much of anything about computers and modern technology - hell, he didn't much about tech from his own world and timeline, leave that sort of stuff to Winry - so he mostly stayed out of the way as Chloe set up her computer for the information presentation they were about to give to anyone interested.

Still, there was plenty of other things to move around,. refreshments, seating and notes. Although he was careful to keep the originals locked safely away where some stranger couldn't destroy, damage or run off with them he'd made sure there was plenty of information to share with anyone that - like him - wasn't so sure they could get through an entire power point presentation.

Things may have been scattered around between the two desks they'd claimed for the purpose of their research, but he was confident that they could get everything set up before anyone else arrived.

Ed and Chloe have managed to stack the notes for sharing close enough to Chloe's computer set up that others can access them without interrupting anyone's view of what's going on. The seating has been arranged so that everyone can see the large screen that the laptop was projecting onto - although technical stuff that Edward had no idea about, but that's why he was leaving that part up to her.

Once everyone that seemed interested enough to settle took their seats, Ed was quick to start. Clearing his throat and motioning to the screen with one hand, "Chloe's going to go over the information that we've collected so far. We've only been here a month so it's a bit limited, but we're hoping to expand on that with more research, not just in books but also exploring. Finding out what's really going on with that abandoned city, for anyone that can hold their own if something attacks. What we're looking for is other people interested in uncovering the secrets of this place."

He smirks then, shrugging a shoulder slightly. "If you're not though, feel free to just help yourself to the snacks. No one's going to kick you out for not getting involved."

Edited 2017-07-02 20:50 (UTC)

Not interested in whatever everyone else is talking about? Just here for the punch bowl? Maybe you're a new arrival who just moved in and don't know where else to go, yet. If research sounds boring enough to kill you, but you're still sticking around feel free to chat up some other folks around the refreshments, wander, explore the rest of the floor etc.

Alternately, start your own Top Level below!

The point of all this wasn't just research. As much as Ed wanted a reliable team of interested explorers to help figure this place out, being in those other worlds had taught him a few things. One was that it was best to get to know people first and two was that not everyone who signed up for this sort of thing was necessarily equipped for it. Socializing was just as much about making friends as it was vetting people for the task - at least for him. He wasn't about to start putting anyone in danger intentionally, whether they volunteered for it or not.

Feel free to mingle, have a drink, wind down. Discuss things and get to know each other, make new friends. Business is over.

Edited 2017-07-02 20:51 (UTC)

With everyone gone except for those that live on the sixth floor, and possibly a few of their closer friends things had gotten quieter. For whatever else anyone else was focused on, Ed was spending his time cleaning up - throwing away the trash, putting away what food didn't get eaten.

He seemed to be making a point of not really interacting with anyone at all, but maybe that was just because he was tired and busy trying to get the floor looking remotely back to normal.

[This is strictly for residents of floor six and any CR close enough that might hang out after everyone left to help clean up or just because they're friends. Please feel free to post your own open or closed top levels below!]

If someone had told her a month ago that she'd be handpicked to give a presentation on her research findings on a magical town and its magical portals that had transported a bunch of people from parallel universes, she would've laughed right in their face. Or smiled and nodded as she quietly shuffled away.

But here she was, setting up her laptop as Ed moved around to get some last minute things together. It's actually kind of impressive, the amount of work and information they'd been able to achieve just over the course of a month.

She tapped at the table thoughtfully as she waited for her computer to load, eyes drifting across the room. "Hey, Ed, could you pass me my charger right over there? And that notebook, while you're at it. I'd like to check something."

Ed had just about finished up getting the "party" stuff together, and was about to disappear to start gathering the copies of their notes when Chloe spoke. He was, honestly, equally impressed with what they had uncovered so far, but that was always that itch in the back of his mind that more could be accomplished. It had been a long time since he'd had a research project even close to this magnitude, and pacing himself was not a skill that came naturally.

A quick glance around located the charger and notebook, so he changed course to grab them real quick before moving across the room to where she was setting up. Charger pinned against the top of the notebook as he held them out to her with a smirk.

"Sure, here you go."

"Thanks." She's distracted enough by her task that she doesn't really glance away from her screen, instead reaching out to take said charger and notebook with both hands—

Which come directly into contact with something... different. Solid. Hard. Completely outside the realm of what one would expect a typical hand to feel like. Chloe raises a brow and glances up at him, open surprise playing across her features.

At first Ed doesn't really notice, because he's watching her - not his own hands. Automail didn't exactly have the capability to feel something brush against it, so it's not until she's giving him that weird look that his eyebrows raise in question. He was pretty sure he hadn't done anything worth that expression, but he notices she's not even taking the notebook and golden eyes glance down in confusion.

His automatic instinct is to jerk his hand away, and if that dropped the notebook and charger in his panic he definitely wasn't thinking that outcome through too well. A blush stains his features as he glances away as if even that little contact was lewd in his mind, hands now firmly at his sides looking almost violated by the accidental slip.

"Yeah, no problem."

His tone is clipped, about as closed off as his expression. So much for not letting anyone know, and at this point he's more concerned about her looking at him differently now than he was about anything else. Which he was sure would be the exact outcome just based on her initial reaction.

Jason had not stayed long when he was first brought up and showed around. Quick to drop some thing into the trunk by his bed and head out without a word to anyone. He wasn't gone all that long though, returning after eating and getting a change of clothes, though he had walked around a bit. Luck would bring him back before things got into swing with the presentation. He found a a glass and was taking survey of the happenings on around him.

He was a hard man to miss, just a little over sixfoot and built like a tank, the suit he had bought didn't do a lot to make him look smaller, but nibbling on pretzel's with those blue eyes of his taking in everything around him like he was plotting every escape route might just make him look a little less intimidating to some. He hadn't made much of an effort to speak to anyone yet, just skirting quietly around and listening to people.

Ed was moving some of the seating when he noticed Jason. His first impression of the other being that the guy looked a little out of place, like he didn't really belong or want to be here. He stopped what he was doing to turn, watching him curiously for a moment as he wondered if the guy was a new addition to the floor or just here to learn about their plans for exploration.

He offered a quick smile in greeting, trying not to look too amused that he was just helping himself to the snacks while they were still setting up. "You here for the presentation?"

The first thing he noticed when the other approached was the shade of blonde of the young man's hair, almost like Stephanie's hair. Then was his height, neither of these things were spoke, he simply nodded when addressed to, shifting his snack to one hand to offer the other hand over to shake.

"Yes and no, I just moved up here earlier this week. I haven't had much of a chance to say hi, so, what is this about?" He didn't offer his name or ask about the others yet, years of being a nameless figure and legally dead, made him less quick to introduce himself.

Ed just kind of stared at the offered hand for a moment before golden eyes lifted back to blue, as if hand shaking was some unheard of ritual on his world. Don't mind him, he's just a little weird about physical contact.

It wasn't hard to miss Ed, honestly. He kept himself busy, between work and research, and sleeping on a different weird schedule from everyone else. Not to mention in the short time he'd been here he'd gotten quite used to people just randomly coming and going as if they lived here - even when there wasn't an open invitation to stroll in and start eating their food.

At the spoke words though, he grinned - immediately moving to start pulling drinks out of one of the fridges as time to finish with setting up drew closer. "Ah, well- in that case... Welcome to floor six." He's being a little cheeky about it, the fact that their idea of a "welcome party" was research related wasn't entirely lost on him. "Most of us are fairly new, we just arrived last month. So, we're trying to get a better understanding of this place." He paused in his task, having only really jumped to do it in the first place in the hopes of distracting from that awkward attempt at an introduction. Shoving his face in the fridge was easier than trying to make eye contact or explain anything if this guy questioned him about it.

"We've started with researching what we can find, but there's a lot to uncover and I'm sure most of it isn't going to be in books. So, we're looking to get a research team organized - nothing too serious, just when people have free time... More of a hobby, really." He had been saying that a lot, lately. "Anyone interested in exploring the abandoned city for clues is free to join up if they can defend themselves out there. It can be dangerous." Emphasis on can, because it wasn't always - but that wasn't a risk he was willing to take with reckless people who can't hold their own.

Jay's blue eyes watched the gold, before he shifted his hands to go back to working on the pretzels. He loved both salty and sweet things, hell, Jay just loved food in general but he knew that eating tended to help people feel more relaxed, and that was his goal. He wasn't put off by the lack of shake, he knew not all cultures did that, hell not all worlds did either. He still expected to cross another person like Kori and get kissed in greeting. He'd never get used to that.

As the young man started to speak, Jason realized right off this guy was kind of like Tim, Tim that he still couldn't believe was alive. It shouldn't shock him anymore. He's already died, Damian was dead, and they both got better, but having Tim back, that was different. "Thanks…" He spoke, a little unsure if he would even be staying here long, part of him wanted to go hunt down an abandoned building and set up shop, but for now he would play by the rules, get to know people.

"Research huh? I might be able to help with that." He spoke offhandedly. He never liked to really volunteer, but in truth he loved to help with anything he could, and he missed having his hands on books. "If you need someone whose not frightened of dangerous, count me in. I don’t have a resume to offer, but back home I kind of take care of problems and protect people that need the help." He tried not to sound sketchy, but he figured their was no good way to say vigilante who murders criminals.

Ed paused his food prep to look at Jason with those words. "Yeah, we do a lot of research. Not all of it is going to involve running out into the city, but... We also get that reading isn't exactly fun for most people- and we want to explore every angle we can on figuring this place out. There's going to be plenty to do, that's for sure."

For a moment he sized him up. By now he was used to people coming in all shapes and sizes, so even though this guy was much larger than him it didn't mean he automatically knew what he was doing - but the response was reassuring. Chances are that learning Jason was a vigilante with murder on his resume wasn't going to impress Ed much, but the reality of the situation was that he'd done his own share of killing and being in Purg definitely taught you to learn to accept a wider breadth of things than you may have at home.

"I don't have much of a choice but to take your word for it, so if you say that's what you did - that's what you did. To be honest, that's ... kind of what I did back home, too." Not exactly, but Ed doesn't actually know what Jason did specifically, and his description wasn't telling enough to set them apart much.

Another smile flashed across his features, a quick grin as if making a joke at his own expense. He knew going into this that research wasn't everyone's cup of tea, so he does already imagine some people might find themselves bored enough to leave going over the details. "If you want, you can stick around to hear what we've figured out so far... no pressure."

Jason's eyes tracked Ed around as he prepped the food. He normally might offer to help out, but he was not sure the other even needed help with that. "I'm good with both, the reading and running, reading is one of my hobbies." One of the better ones anyway. He wasn't about to start naming off the bad hobbies.

He nodded when Ed went on speaking. He could feel the eyes, but he was used to being looked over, both as himself and as Red Hood, it came with the package of teenage crime fighter, even before puberty had been very gracious with him. He was at least thankful he wasn't being sized up in a green speedo. Somethings are best left in the past.

"They hired me on at the Perimeter Guard, so I assume that should speak enough for my qualifications." His eyes narrowed down on Ed only a second before shaking his head. "I'll have to take your word to, somehow I think it's not the same though." Finishing his handful of pretzel's he nodded once more. "Yeah, I'll stick around, I like to know what I'm getting into, and I should get to know you guys. My name's Jason, by the by." He finally decided to give his name, if he was gonna offer to help he might as well, living on the same floor and all.

Okay, that got Ed's attention. It wasn't often he found himself surrounded by so many people with an agreeable sense of enjoyment. This was quickly shaping up to be Floor Research, and he was beginning to wonder if personality type determined assignment in this place. "Good to know..." He might sound remotely skeptical, but the tone was more that he was seriously growing concerned with the number of coincidences in this place. "There's plenty to read up on, if you're interested." He almost mentioned that there were copies he could use if he was so inclined, but something in the back of his mind stopped him. Considering the tech advantage of pretty much everyone else on the floor, probably best to leave that one up to Chloe, in case computers were more his thing.

Hey, if he's going to offer up that he can defend himself Ed has every reason to make sure that would actually check out. Even if a person's physique didn't reveal anything about how they are under pressure, he had a feeling this guy knew what he was doing.

"Yeah, me too. Perimeter Guard seems to be a pretty popular employment option around here. I'm specializing in Repair, but... I kind of get involved in everything." He smirked at the last part, getting to know your roommates was probably a good idea - but Ed was a pretty secretive person who kept to himself, so he didn't really like living in close quarters with a bunch of strangers.

"Edward Elric, nice to meet you."

"That's good to know." Stuff to read while he doesn't sleep, between power naps, because yes, he will be found at random power napping on chairs and such. He ran different than most people, even if he still slept more than than his younger brother, he still slept as much as the average member of the family. Which wasn't enough. "I'm always interested in learning, and if it helps more people, than I am down to help however I can." He liked both books and computers, so either way worked for him.

Jason arched a brow hearing he was part of the guard, and repairs at that, but again, Tim came to mind. Never judge a book by its cover. "Well I guess were going to get to know each other pretty well." He admitted. "How much do you know about other people here?" He asked curiously.

Making a face at Edward's name, this guy was clearly nothing like Edward Nygma, and yet. "Do you prefer Edward, or Eddy?"

Well, Ed is going to find that really weird because you don't just fall asleep like that, but whatever floats this guy's boat. He's more guarded about his sleep schedule, and certainly prone to doing it where the least amount of people might chance on him. At least he seemed earnest enough, so far most researchers in the group were in for their own selfish motives. They wanted to know what made this place tick, and the best way to figure that out was to do their own research. Jay was something else, offering for the sake of being helpful to complete strangers.

He noted the arched brow, but honestly he was used to it by now. People had a hard enough time believing much of anything he said. Alchemy sounded too unreal, he couldn't possibly be able to protect himself. It would be a wonder if he ever started telling people here his age - even if he had grown, no one was going to believe him, permanently stuck in that weird limbo. Adults brushed him off as just a kid, and kids lumped him in with adults, he wasn't entirely trusted by anyone.

"You in Salvage and Repair, too?" It wasn't exactly a common title, so he'd be really surprised if they shared that work. Then again, with everything he did on the Guard, he was definitely getting to know more people because of it. "Not much... Just that most of us seem to be really new, came here in the last month new." He found that rather unsettling, but he also hadn't ventured out too far in terms of inquiring about that information - so maybe he'd just missed the veterans running around.

At the face Ed scowled, more uncertain about that reaction than anything. Until the question came up, at least. The glint of anger didn't leave his expression when he spoke, responding curtly as if reading the question as mocking and very clearly not amused, "Ed's fine."

Edited 2017-07-05 19:47 (UTC)

It was just how Jason was, if he allowed himself to get comfortable enough to shut his mind off he would drift off. There were days that just being tired to his bones would drive him to bed, but usually he had to be comfortable with people to sleep around them easily. Jason liked to help people, it was part fo what had driven him to push himself to be the best he could be before a madman with a crowbar ended that dream. Now, he was just another bad guy, just with good intentions… usually. He did the things Bats wouldn't.

Alchemy wouldn't phase him, as much as interest him. He's seen to much in his years, and he was forever curious and willing to learn anything he could.

"Nah, just the basic guard. I'm more of a fighter than a fixer upper." He answered honestly before nodding when the answer to his question was given almost looking a touch disappointed. "I've heard there was another version of me running around. I was hoping to find out about it, that's all. It's strange as hell."

Jason then looked more confused, his assholish nature bucking up against his better side. One half wanting to make a joke, the other curious on what brought that look. "Ed it is." he replied in an even tone, his eyes trained on the smaller one. Like any guy he was trying to figure out what he did… this was not the first time nor the last time he's gotten glared out without him knowing what he's done.

[While some people might be getting ready to party - something Garrus just doesn't even question at this point - he is taking a slightly different approach. He is tucked out of the way, as much as he can be, but with bits and pieces of his rifle scattered out before him. It's not meant to be an intimidation factor, but in hindsight it could be seen that way.

Garrus clearly doesn't. He just likes to keep proper maintenance of his firearms, all right? Besides, it's a bonding exercise too right? Right?]

Unfortunately, Garrus wasn't the sort that is going to stand back and let one person see to the clean up. He wasn't exactly the most sociable of people - and when he was, he certainly got awkward. Granted, he knew that Edward wanted to get to the bottom of things and find out more about the secrets this place seemed to be keeping. He'd also agree that it didn't seem like anyone really cared overly much about said answers.

Whatever the case, Garrus was just going to lend a helping hand. He lived here as well, for the time being, and it would be irresponsible otherwise. While the Turian wasn't going to touch the food, it was an easy enough task to start collecting the trash on his own.

[ it's in the kitchen where ed can find the red coat. al's left it there after stepping out to explore more of the building. draped over the edge of a chair, it smells of chalk, ozone, dust, and sunshine. it's worn, clearly been used recently, and when ed finds it, it'll be obvious that someone has been wearing it recently, as it's still warm. ]

[Well, that was... suspicious. Ed knew for a fact that he didn't have his duster here, he hadn't been wearing it when he was brought into Purg. After awhile he'd gotten used to going without, so by the time he could make one it didn't matter anymore. Then Al had shown up, and he'd been around long enough for his brother to get used to the concept that it was his now, so Ed felt even more out of place thinking of the coat as his own.

Except, it was there, and Alphonse wasn't. This place wasn't supposed to be one of those worlds that messes with you, that was what they said on arrival. Just some big misunderstanding. No games, no gods. So, why-?

After a moment, Ed reached out to pick it up. Even if it was just some new way to mess with him - he was way too used to those, by now - he was at least going to put it away somewhere. Only, he could tell that it had been recently worn, and the smell of chalk certainly brought on a new level of suspicion. He didn't use chalk, and that meant one thing.

This was his brother's coat. Cue him standing there, holding it in both hands and staring at a piece of fabric as if it was the worst news he'd received in a long while.]

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Get In Losers, We're Doing Research

OPEN - Refreshment Set Up (Before Presentation)

CLOSED - Ed and Chloe (Before Presentation)

OPEN - Chloe's Presentation

OPEN - Snacks and Conversation (During Presentation)

OPEN - After Party (After Presentation)

FLOOR SIX - Wind Down (Post Event)

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