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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 is your least favorite color? Which tool in a standard toolbox is most useful to you? What time of day do you accomplish the most? Do you have children? 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 ) Congratulations! You have been judged Drift Compatible, and sent home to pack after giving a definite yes to the Pan Pacific Defense Corps. The next thing you face down is the flight into Santiago, Chile, and the subsequent drive in to Valparaíso's Shatterdome. You and the rest of the crowd of soon to be PPDC Ranger Cadets have been gathered together to wait for the old bus scheduled to take you to the Shatterdome. While waiting in the open air, those from any Northern Hemisphere countries may find the summer weather strange. Today's high is going to be in the upper 80's, and there's not a cloud to be seen that's not clinging to the distant mountains. Welcome to Chile. When the bus arrives, it's another hour ride out toward the coastline to get to the Shatterdome. Even better? The bus Air Conditioner is broken. Safe travels, Cadets!
Please set up your own scenarios as you like. The above two scenarios are suggestions. Anything goes!

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[itwasnotdeath]

He didn't mind the heat particularly, but her fiddling with the window was making it difficult for him to withdraw into his thoughts again. Akito half-turned in his seat so he could study the window himself, its frame and mechanisms. It took only a moment, and once he was satisfied, he said, "Let me try."

[europeanunion]

The suggestion surprises her — though she had a feeling that he was getting particularly annoyed by it (not exactly by the window itself but the entire attempt of opening it). And that he would rather deal with it now than endure it for the rest of the trip, hence his offer to help. Understandable, really, but still it was better than nothing. She gives him a slight nod before moving back a little from her seat to allow him space to work on.

"Go ahead." If it still doesn't open — and she's hoping it does — she'll just have to deal with it like everyone else.

[itwasnotdeath]

With the bus still rattling along, Akito's careful when he stands up, propping himself up with one hand. It makes it easier for him to reach across his seatmate for the window, gives him more room to maneuver without having to get too close. Even if he offered to help her out, he'd still rather keep his distance.

It takes a few moments of fiddling with the lock - the mechanism is maybe a little jammed, or maybe the bus's constant swaying makes it hard to keep applying the right kind of pressure - before it pops open. And ne hard shove from him opens the window enough to let in a gust of air. It's not much cooler than the bus's interior, but at least it's air that's moving. When he drops back into his seat he looks a little more cheerful thanks to his success. Just a little.

"Better?"

[europeanunion]

The rush of warm air shocks her for a moment; it certainly isn't what she was expecting. But while it's not the air-conditioned system that one could hope for in this heat, it's definitely a lot better than the makeshift oven they call a bus. A mild improvement is an improvement at the very least. She leans out the window, her long hair whipping out behind her, if only to briefly catch a cooler breeze outside.

"Much better, yes." It's still a long way from Valparaiso and the searing hot wind on her face tells her just that. Hopefully it turns cooler by the time they get there, considering how close it is to the ocean. She's read that Valparaiso's a port as well and thinks that it might not be so much different from home.

Leila settles once more in her seat and turns to him with a smile. He looks a little less uncomfortable, though it may have something to do with the ventilation. She wouldn't be surprised if that's the case. "Thank you for your help with the window. I honestly thought it wouldn't open at all."