academyooc | test drive meme (#2)

Test Drive Meme The Pan Pacific Defense Corps was usually offered any of a variety of local buildings to set up their testing centers. For reasons of access and availability, most testing clinics were set up in central areas for any given community. Those of the PPDC staff on hand vary in their personal intensity. Some of the men and women wearing Strike Group insignia seemed overly serious, to the point of frowning with intensity at some of the youngest checking in for this testing round. Those from the K-Science division are tight with nervous energy as they direct prospective cadets through various activities. Everything was meant to measure potential, looking for that spark that meant they had somebody who was Drift Compatible. The majority of people were turned away after the first series of seemingly random tests, officials looking in eyes, placing odd looking contraptions over heads, asking for people to play a series of short games, one even in a virtual reality set-up.

	( SCENARIO ONE ) If you are still here now, you've made it past the first cut. You'll be sat down in a room with the rest who have made it this far, then systematically led into smaller interview rooms as pairs. If you came with a partner, they're your first interview candidate. If you came on your own, all your interviews are random assignment. All who have been asked to stay are required to sit through and conduct a series of short peer to peer interviews. The questions are straightforward. What kind of pets would you like to own? What game do you gravitate toward first in an arcade? What does the fox say? Where do you squeeze your toothpaste tube to get toothpaste on your toothbrush? What do you believe the Drift is like? Peer to peer interviews last for half an hour to an hour, and each person is asked to participate in at least three peer-to-peer interviews. There is no punishment for going off script. There is a one-way mirror looking into each interview area, and one door leading into the room with a small panel of glass located on the door. There is a clock on the wall in each room. The time they report is odd when examined. These are not digital clocks, but timers, counting up time since the last Kaiju attack.

	( SCENARIO TWO ) You've been accepted into the Jaeger Academy. You've been assigned to your barracks, issued your uniform and necessities, shown the overall layout of the Shatterdome, and told the wake up call is at 0530. You're settling in to the Academy schedule, and for many, it may be brutal indeed. When you're brought into the indoor swimming pool, it's to an overwhelming stench of chlorine. Your swimsuits are all the same for the men, simple swim-trunks, one uniform blue. Women wear a blue and white racer style swimsuit, in the same cut across the board. Uniformity doesn't disappear for swimming lessons. Lessons start out basic, teaching each Cadet to rely on themselves and each other to keep them afloat. From there, maneuvers get more complicated. Learning safe diving techniques, practicing proper holds to keep an unconscious or panicked partner afloat. Speed, agility, and endurance: all will be in demand. Then you start hearing rumors about full uniform swims coming up the next session.

Please set up your own scenarios as you like. The above two scenarios are suggestions. Anything goes! If you want to stop by and see about doing some communal AU Worldbuilding, check out the new AU Worldbuilding Meme!

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He does, somewhat, but seeing her here and remembering her moods is taking a little getting used to again. Give him a bit, he'll get it.

"I'm not causing a scene," he does however have enough sense to look bashful and scratch at his head. "And you are I just," he pauses, takes a breath, sighs, and shakes his head. "Never mind, Catherine. And I know I could help you, if you wanted it."

"Help me with what? Do you even know what I'm doing here?" A slight, quiet sigh escapes her, and she glances back at the pool. It's a bit of a mess, but cadets are helping each other, and the spirit of the program is shining through. Hell, no wonder they picked Jacob for this. He's perfect.

"You have charges to watch over, and I, for one, don't want to keep you from your work. If you want to speak with me, later is more appropriate."

"You're taking notes on drivesuit and other pons systems compatibility, aren't you?" He glances back at the pool, makes sure no one is drowning or needs correction on their technique and nods before glancing back at her. He's not doing what he'd like to be, but he's doing okay.

"Later means one of us avoiding this you know. Or it going in places we don't want it too. I just thought I'd offer to help, see how you are."

"Right now I'm assessing physical fitness of the candidates and observing whether or not they're ready for the full suit tests. I am a glorified physical education teacher right now." She looks wholly annoyed with this, but it's part of the package. Where they need her, she is; it gives her the other side of the coin: freedom to pursue her research, and data she might be able to use at any time.

"I won't avoid anything. We should talk. We haven't in some time."

"So we're doing the same job then, just with a slightly different twist." He's trying to make it easy on her now but he really doubts it'll work. He gets being annoyed though, he would be too if he had to do something that was almost a necessary evil to him.

"Would you do it over dinner then?"

What even.

"Are we going to the fancy part of the mess hall?"

IT WORKS, just roll with it Catherine, god.

"Maybe. Or eat in your office if you have one?"

"Yes." She sighs, looking a bit world-weary, though it's slightly exaggerated. "I have an office. How would I not?"

So is he going to get mess hall takeout? Meatloaf and collard greens over candlelight and coffee?

Possibly or meatloaf with mashed potatoes and corn. Maybe salad. It is very dependent on how fancy this mess hall is compared to Alaska.

"I don't know, this place is new and I don't know what they gave you." He does however start to fidget slightly, rocking back and forth on his feet.

Though she waves it off at first, she notes his actions and... What's that feeling. Pity? No, she's just sick of this public scene and wants to be done with it.

"Later. Find my office, bring dinner, and I'll eat it."

He isn't after pity, he's just unsure. Which is odd, he's usually full of confidence but around her it sort of crumbles, and frankly he's just after some answers to things and maybe a promise for later. Upon getting that he nods, stops his rocking.

"I'll even bring you coffee, and if you need more information on the cadets let me know."

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