Orientation Day

[liv_nye_the_science_pi]

Who: Liv, Jack, Carly

Where: Goldenrod Rocket Base

When: Liv's Arrival - June 10

Summary: [muffled "What's This" playing in the background]

Rating: PG13, probably

Log:



[Okay. Not what Liv expected after diving into a collapsing breach in spacetime, but on balance not the worst place she could've ended up. Air is breathable, gravity is normal, the structure she's in and the aggressive recruitment letter strongly suggest an at least close to modern civilization. The note of- employment? Sure, employment- was almost too convenient, really, given the explosive end her tenure at Alchemax was likely coming too, last she knew. The floating squid and multi-tailed fox were definitely strange, but so far seemed harmless, and some basic checks of perception suggested she wasn't dreaming or hallucinating.]

[Her arms were gone.]

[That would take some dealing with. When she had the time.]

[But business first, which in this case meant bee-lining for the closest available scientific facilities, or trying too. Everything so far had the suggestion that she'd been expected, somehow, so either someone was replicating her research or this organization was picking up people off the street. And removing her arms wouldn't have been a simple surgery, not with her still alive afterward, so she was leaning towards the latter.]

[So for now she's tugged on the provided uniform over her undersuit, and is striding purposefully but curiously through the base, scribbling notes in the margins of her Rocket handbook.]

Oh! Hello, I was looking for the labs, would you be so kind as to point me?

Comments

[insidescoop]

[It has been....a week. It's been a rather nice week too, all things considered. Aside from the perks of the building in itself- the cafeteria isn't exactly stocked with Fine Dining but it's far from being stocked with the cheapest of dining as well- her current superior even managed to get the company to cover replacing her wardrobe to a point.

Nothing more than a week's worth of clothes, but it's enough for walking (or biking), and more importantly for blending in outside the building. Since, obviously, they can't just run about in uniform.

Uniform is what Carly's wearing now though- along with some decent, non-broken glasses, with her hair pinned up under the hat as per regulation. She's also holding a...bug?

It's yellow and golden and only has four legs (Four!?), but it's definitely a bug that she's got on her shoulder while she tabs through the pokegear. And-]

Eh-

[Carly adjusts her glasses, briefly taking Liv in. That...is the uniform, but there's something not quite right about it...] Ahhh...I can do my best? [she offers honestly, feeling a bit put on the spot.] I got the tour earlier but to be honest...

[She coughs.] ...It's still a bit hard to remember where everything is... [They need a map! A map!!] I can probably find it though! Uh. ...Did you just get here thennnn.... [she trails off, not wanting to find herself faced with a transfer from another branch, or a new recruit from 'this' world, when she brings up the idea of background music and the like.

It's such an easy tell though -!]

[liv_nye_the_science_pi]

I did, actually. The recruitment pitch was a little too aggressive to ignore.

[The music's a little weird, but mostly for how repetitive and- if she's being honest- on the nose it is? She hasn't been outside yet, as far as she's concerned it's just a strange sound system.]

[She offers a polite hand. This girl is incredibly nervous, but depending on how things go that could actually be an advantage. And any source of information is better than none.]

Doctor Olivia Octavius. And you are?

[insidescoop]

[Oh! Well, that's enough to clear her on which end of dimensions this one came out of then! There's a slight sigh of relief, as much as the situation is a bit awkward.]

Believe it or not, I've had worse... [She laughs, not detailing too much on it. A polite hand is a welcome one though, and she takes it with a much calmer smile.

She's absolutely still a bundle of nerves, but that's fine. Information comes faster that way, probably.] Carly Nagisa! Mnn...I hope they let you in though then, [she adds after releasing the other's hand, blinking.] ...I don't really think they recognize any of our credentials in this place... ...not that journalism would've really done anything here in my case, but still...

[The image of someone with a doctrate being told to do basic grunt work as far as she's come to recognize it seems....not Right. Anyway.] I think it's this way in any case...

There's really not a lot of us from 'elsewhere' here, [she remarks.] ...Not within 'Team Rocket' anyway- the only other one so far is Jack. And he's the one training me right now, he's been here for a while!

[liv_nye_the_science_pi]

[Okay, good, her arrival isn't actually an isolated thing, confirmed.]

Oh, that few? That's a bit disappointing.

[Maybe actually a little worrying, honestly.]

There are more extra-dimensional arrivals outside the 'team' though, you say?

[insidescoop]

Yeah! [Disappointing, worrying...on all accounts, though she can't help but think-] ...Given that this is definitely a criminal organization though, it's at least a bit of an alibi...who would expect someone from another world to be with the 'Rocket's, right? Uh-

[She should explain that.] Right! That's exactly what I'm saying- there's a lot...a lot more out there- they're all either 'trainers' or 'breeders', but even just listening in on the radio it's at least a dozen or so. And that's just people I overheard during breaks on the public channel.

...These things are pretty much smart-phones with a public connectivity option by the way, so if you're curious, you can hear a lot of stuff, [she notes, holding up the pokegear on her wrist.]