Ammo in Violin Cases (Gunslinger Girl)
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[X] Dismiss her for the day.
Azecreth
Giant Monster All Out Attack
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And a tally, for a pretty conclusive vote which i will call now.
Vote tally:
##### 3.21
[X] Go explore
-[X] The dorms
No. of votes: 9
veekie, theauthor, Broken25, Hannz, Skarmory, Salbazier, WorldSlayer, lavanderjasmine, Monotony
[X] Dismiss her for the day.
No. of votes: 2
dryskim, Random Asian Person
##### 3.21
[X] Go explore
-[X] The dorms
No. of votes: 9
veekie, theauthor, Broken25, Hannz, Skarmory, Salbazier, WorldSlayer, lavanderjasmine, Monotony
[X] Dismiss her for the day.
No. of votes: 2
dryskim, Random Asian Person
Girl 1: Recreation 1
Azecreth
Giant Monster All Out Attack
- Location
- United States of America
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- He/Him
After confirming the time to yourself, you make up your mind as to what you should do next. For now it's time for a break, to give Fiorella some time away from shooting guns and doing exercises. Not that there's anything wrong with her learning her job, but even she could use a break.
That only leaves the question of what to do, and that is also resolved soon enough. With your mind made up you step up to the table and begin to collect the various weapons that you brought out here, as well as the spent magazines.
Your hold is careful, and you also take a moment to glance at the shell casings that litter the dirt before shaking your head. The groundscrew can handle that, at least as far as you're aware. With all the shooting that she's done it would definitely be a pain to pick all of that up too.
"Come on, let's get all this put away," you tell Fiorella at the same time.
"Alright," she agrees without hesitation.
That said the two of you get to it, picking up your stuff just like how you took it out here in the first place. It's slightly easier than the last time, without as much ammunition to carry and making the load lighter in turn. Not that weight is a problem when you've got a cyborg to do the heavy lifting, but it makes it less of a hassle than it was before.
With everything carefully recovered, the two of you head back to the unassuming grey building that you got your gear from. You hold the door open for her once you arrive, allowing Fiorella to enter first like any respectable person would do in that situation.
Emilio is still there when you return, though he has moved on to other things that he had to do. Your return draws his attention away though, and a smile lights up his face as he spies Fiorella, the cyborg moving towards one of the free tables to put down the guns she is holding.
"So, how did it go," Emilio asks as he makes his way over, joining Fiorella at the table as he looks over the returned guns to see if they have any damage. Which they don't, but you wont fault him for doing his job.
Fiorella smiles, turning to face him now that her hands are free. "It went well," she tells him, brimming with a heart softening smile at the same time. "Though I do have to work on some stuff...."
Emilio grins, patting Fiorella on the head before turning to inspect the empty magazines in front of him. "Ah, I see. Well, don't worry. Soon enough you'll be up there with the best of them." In that, you would have to concur with him. It's just a matter of experience, then she'd be at the same level as Triela and Angelica.
Coming up beside them, you put down your burden on the table as well before gesturing to the MP7. "Keep a close eye on this one," you tell Emilio. "She seems to like it more than the others."
"Oh, is that so?" Emilio looks from the MP7 to Fiorella, taking on an expression like he has suddenly recalculated his opinion of her. "Well in that case I'll have to take extra special care of it. Wouldn't want my girls working with shoddy equipment, now would I?"
"Yeah!" Unsurprisingly, you find Fiorella in full agreement with that, Emilio continuing to work his friendly charms upon your cyborg. You'd complain, still, but it's nice to see her getting along with people so you won't be too annoyed by it. He had better appreciate this though, as far as you're concerned.
No time is wasted as he gets to it, Fiorella taking a step back as he leans past her to get at some of the stuff on the table that was in front of her. He's probably going to be at this for a while, if appearance is any indication, so there's no point in sticking around and waiting.
You let a hand rest on her shoulder, looking down at her in that moment. "Come on, let's get going." You have things that you want to do, and they can't be accomplished sitting around here.
She looks back up at you before smiling, indicating that she is in agreement with you. "Alright," she replies then, before waving to the other man. "Bye Emilio."
"See you later. Make sure you come and visit, alright?" With that Emilio lets you depart, turning to his work as you hold the door open for Fiorella. You probably will, but saying as much would be redundant so you refrain from doing so.
The shadows have further lengthened across the campus as the day draws to a close, though the sun is far from vanishing at this point. Idly you wonder if classes have ended yet, something that Fiorella will have to concern herself with soon. Even though they're government agents now, the girls still have to go to classes, both to learn and so the cover agency can actually function. It's going to take some time to get used to, of that you're certain.
The walk across to the dorms is relatively quiet, Fiorella pleased with herself as you lead the way along the concrete paths through the middle of the courtyard. Fortunately the dorm isn't too far away, though it is a further walk than it took to get to the gun range in the first place. As one might expect the two aren't placed right next to each other, as nice as it might otherwise be.
Nearing the middle, you glance down to your companion as your mind wanders, working over various possibilities and the things that you'll need to do. "Hm, we'll have to get you some more clothes later," you note aloud, musing more to yourself than her.
"Really? Thank you!" Fiorella perks up at that, eager with the possibility of going shopping or simply receiving a gift from you. It's a small thing, but she really could use some more clothes for when you go on operations, at least in your assessment, especially if you're going to risk them getting damaged.
A grin makes its way across your features in turn, drawn by her evident happiness. "Of course. We're fratello, aren't we? What kind of brother would I be if I didn't have you looking your best?"
Fiorella hums to herself happily as you proceed along, eventually arriving at the entrance to the dormitory section of the campus. Like the rest of the structures its connected to the labs as well as the administration building and classrooms via covered walkways, and the dorms themselves are fairly large as well. More than enough space for the cyborgs that they currently have.
You lead her past the front door and inside, into well furbished hallways and warmly lit rooms. The interior is designed to give off a happy atmosphere, with light pastels and tasteful decorations, and at that it succeeds quite nicely. Still, it doesn't change the business of what goes on here, but you can appreciate it nonetheless.
There's plenty to see along the way, such as empty classrooms, a music room or two with a waiting piano and wide open spaces inside, and a couple laundry rooms for dirty clothes. There's a dining room and kitchen as well, though it isn't heavily populated at the moment.
Along the way you do pass by some of the employees, men brought in from the Carabinieri, the Army, people who had skills deemed useful. You greet them in passing, but make sure to not get too distracted, keeping Fiorella with you rather than her getting distracted. There will be time to interact later.
Past Captain Raballo's study you arrive at the dorm rooms, some of which are unoccupied for the moment, but the rest of which are host to the cyborgs being used by the Agency.
You lead Fiorella past a few rooms, turn a corner and move along towards the room that you remember being assigned to her. The door is plain like the rest, no markings to indicate whom it belongs to. It's also closed at the moment, and you come to a stop in front of it and glance down at Fiorella before knocking.
"Come in." The voice is calm to the point of being cold, filled with indifference and apathy to whomever might be seeking them. It is, however, a girls voice, and you're glad to hear that Fiorella's roommate is here so the two of them can meet.
The door swings open easily and you lead Fiorella inside. The room is relatively stark, with only a table and a chair, a bunk bed, and a simple photo on the windowsill, ignoring the closet containing clothes and the like. The occupant is currently sitting at the table, taller than Angelica with her blond hair worked into small braids down the back. She's also wearing a uniform, a dark blue long sleeved shirt with a brown skirt on.
"Fiorella," you say as you gesture your cyborg forward. "This is Elsa. She's going to be your roommate while you're here at the Agency."
Fiorella steps forward, hands clasped in front of her as she watches Elsa, who glances at Fiorella before returning to cleaning the rifle that she has with her. "H-Hello," she says with a slight stammer, nerves kicking up because of her submerged personality in a situation like that. Fortunately though she's able to get a handle on it quickly enough. "It's nice to meet you Elsa. I'm Fiorella."
"Hello," Elsa replies, still not paying Fiorella much attention. It seems she's more focused on cleaning her weapon than interacting with her new roommate, which you will admit is a bit off-putting. Something reinforces as she lets the conversation lapse.
Fiorella frowns, taking a step back as she continues to watch Elsa. "I don't think she likes me," your cyborg mutters sadly, head bowed at the apparent rejection.
Not the best way to start off, perhaps, with Elsa ignoring the two of you and the room looking like the epitome of gloom at the moment. There's plenty of time for things to turn around though, with some encouragement on your part. One way or another they'll work it out.
Still, you should probably give her some advice, if only to get rid of that sadness surrounding her. Given her past history it's understandable that she'd have trouble with people, which is something that will have to be addressed sooner or later. It's just a matter of how to do it, as the scene continues to play out in front of you.
[ ] "Give her some time. She'll open up sooner or later."
[ ] "Go on. You have to be social, even if she seems uninterested. Especially if you're going to be roommates."
[ ] "Don't worry about it. There are other girls here you can get to know."
[ ] Say nothing
[ ] Write in
That only leaves the question of what to do, and that is also resolved soon enough. With your mind made up you step up to the table and begin to collect the various weapons that you brought out here, as well as the spent magazines.
Your hold is careful, and you also take a moment to glance at the shell casings that litter the dirt before shaking your head. The groundscrew can handle that, at least as far as you're aware. With all the shooting that she's done it would definitely be a pain to pick all of that up too.
"Come on, let's get all this put away," you tell Fiorella at the same time.
"Alright," she agrees without hesitation.
That said the two of you get to it, picking up your stuff just like how you took it out here in the first place. It's slightly easier than the last time, without as much ammunition to carry and making the load lighter in turn. Not that weight is a problem when you've got a cyborg to do the heavy lifting, but it makes it less of a hassle than it was before.
With everything carefully recovered, the two of you head back to the unassuming grey building that you got your gear from. You hold the door open for her once you arrive, allowing Fiorella to enter first like any respectable person would do in that situation.
Emilio is still there when you return, though he has moved on to other things that he had to do. Your return draws his attention away though, and a smile lights up his face as he spies Fiorella, the cyborg moving towards one of the free tables to put down the guns she is holding.
"So, how did it go," Emilio asks as he makes his way over, joining Fiorella at the table as he looks over the returned guns to see if they have any damage. Which they don't, but you wont fault him for doing his job.
Fiorella smiles, turning to face him now that her hands are free. "It went well," she tells him, brimming with a heart softening smile at the same time. "Though I do have to work on some stuff...."
Emilio grins, patting Fiorella on the head before turning to inspect the empty magazines in front of him. "Ah, I see. Well, don't worry. Soon enough you'll be up there with the best of them." In that, you would have to concur with him. It's just a matter of experience, then she'd be at the same level as Triela and Angelica.
Coming up beside them, you put down your burden on the table as well before gesturing to the MP7. "Keep a close eye on this one," you tell Emilio. "She seems to like it more than the others."
"Oh, is that so?" Emilio looks from the MP7 to Fiorella, taking on an expression like he has suddenly recalculated his opinion of her. "Well in that case I'll have to take extra special care of it. Wouldn't want my girls working with shoddy equipment, now would I?"
"Yeah!" Unsurprisingly, you find Fiorella in full agreement with that, Emilio continuing to work his friendly charms upon your cyborg. You'd complain, still, but it's nice to see her getting along with people so you won't be too annoyed by it. He had better appreciate this though, as far as you're concerned.
No time is wasted as he gets to it, Fiorella taking a step back as he leans past her to get at some of the stuff on the table that was in front of her. He's probably going to be at this for a while, if appearance is any indication, so there's no point in sticking around and waiting.
You let a hand rest on her shoulder, looking down at her in that moment. "Come on, let's get going." You have things that you want to do, and they can't be accomplished sitting around here.
She looks back up at you before smiling, indicating that she is in agreement with you. "Alright," she replies then, before waving to the other man. "Bye Emilio."
"See you later. Make sure you come and visit, alright?" With that Emilio lets you depart, turning to his work as you hold the door open for Fiorella. You probably will, but saying as much would be redundant so you refrain from doing so.
The shadows have further lengthened across the campus as the day draws to a close, though the sun is far from vanishing at this point. Idly you wonder if classes have ended yet, something that Fiorella will have to concern herself with soon. Even though they're government agents now, the girls still have to go to classes, both to learn and so the cover agency can actually function. It's going to take some time to get used to, of that you're certain.
The walk across to the dorms is relatively quiet, Fiorella pleased with herself as you lead the way along the concrete paths through the middle of the courtyard. Fortunately the dorm isn't too far away, though it is a further walk than it took to get to the gun range in the first place. As one might expect the two aren't placed right next to each other, as nice as it might otherwise be.
Nearing the middle, you glance down to your companion as your mind wanders, working over various possibilities and the things that you'll need to do. "Hm, we'll have to get you some more clothes later," you note aloud, musing more to yourself than her.
"Really? Thank you!" Fiorella perks up at that, eager with the possibility of going shopping or simply receiving a gift from you. It's a small thing, but she really could use some more clothes for when you go on operations, at least in your assessment, especially if you're going to risk them getting damaged.
A grin makes its way across your features in turn, drawn by her evident happiness. "Of course. We're fratello, aren't we? What kind of brother would I be if I didn't have you looking your best?"
Fiorella hums to herself happily as you proceed along, eventually arriving at the entrance to the dormitory section of the campus. Like the rest of the structures its connected to the labs as well as the administration building and classrooms via covered walkways, and the dorms themselves are fairly large as well. More than enough space for the cyborgs that they currently have.
You lead her past the front door and inside, into well furbished hallways and warmly lit rooms. The interior is designed to give off a happy atmosphere, with light pastels and tasteful decorations, and at that it succeeds quite nicely. Still, it doesn't change the business of what goes on here, but you can appreciate it nonetheless.
There's plenty to see along the way, such as empty classrooms, a music room or two with a waiting piano and wide open spaces inside, and a couple laundry rooms for dirty clothes. There's a dining room and kitchen as well, though it isn't heavily populated at the moment.
Along the way you do pass by some of the employees, men brought in from the Carabinieri, the Army, people who had skills deemed useful. You greet them in passing, but make sure to not get too distracted, keeping Fiorella with you rather than her getting distracted. There will be time to interact later.
Past Captain Raballo's study you arrive at the dorm rooms, some of which are unoccupied for the moment, but the rest of which are host to the cyborgs being used by the Agency.
You lead Fiorella past a few rooms, turn a corner and move along towards the room that you remember being assigned to her. The door is plain like the rest, no markings to indicate whom it belongs to. It's also closed at the moment, and you come to a stop in front of it and glance down at Fiorella before knocking.
"Come in." The voice is calm to the point of being cold, filled with indifference and apathy to whomever might be seeking them. It is, however, a girls voice, and you're glad to hear that Fiorella's roommate is here so the two of them can meet.
The door swings open easily and you lead Fiorella inside. The room is relatively stark, with only a table and a chair, a bunk bed, and a simple photo on the windowsill, ignoring the closet containing clothes and the like. The occupant is currently sitting at the table, taller than Angelica with her blond hair worked into small braids down the back. She's also wearing a uniform, a dark blue long sleeved shirt with a brown skirt on.
"Fiorella," you say as you gesture your cyborg forward. "This is Elsa. She's going to be your roommate while you're here at the Agency."
Fiorella steps forward, hands clasped in front of her as she watches Elsa, who glances at Fiorella before returning to cleaning the rifle that she has with her. "H-Hello," she says with a slight stammer, nerves kicking up because of her submerged personality in a situation like that. Fortunately though she's able to get a handle on it quickly enough. "It's nice to meet you Elsa. I'm Fiorella."
"Hello," Elsa replies, still not paying Fiorella much attention. It seems she's more focused on cleaning her weapon than interacting with her new roommate, which you will admit is a bit off-putting. Something reinforces as she lets the conversation lapse.
Fiorella frowns, taking a step back as she continues to watch Elsa. "I don't think she likes me," your cyborg mutters sadly, head bowed at the apparent rejection.
Not the best way to start off, perhaps, with Elsa ignoring the two of you and the room looking like the epitome of gloom at the moment. There's plenty of time for things to turn around though, with some encouragement on your part. One way or another they'll work it out.
Still, you should probably give her some advice, if only to get rid of that sadness surrounding her. Given her past history it's understandable that she'd have trouble with people, which is something that will have to be addressed sooner or later. It's just a matter of how to do it, as the scene continues to play out in front of you.
[ ] "Give her some time. She'll open up sooner or later."
[ ] "Go on. You have to be social, even if she seems uninterested. Especially if you're going to be roommates."
[ ] "Don't worry about it. There are other girls here you can get to know."
[ ] Say nothing
[ ] Write in
Murderhobo of Nod
The Antisocial Alpaca
This is going to end in flames and tears.
[X] "Go on. You have to be social, even if she seems uninterested. Especially if you're going to be roommates."
[X] "Go on. You have to be social, even if she seems uninterested. Especially if you're going to be roommates."
DualFront
Perhaps, this is Hell
Well shit, now we need to deal with Elsa's Elsaness in addition to our own cyborg, because god knows Lauro won't.
[X] "Give her some time. She'll open up sooner or later."
-[X] "Worst case, there are other girls here you can get to know."
Going with this; what I remember of Elsa suggests that it's best to just let her have her personal space. Added bits of the "Don't worry" choice to remind remind Fio that there are other options if this doesn't pan out.
[X] "Give her some time. She'll open up sooner or later."
-[X] "Worst case, there are other girls here you can get to know."
Going with this; what I remember of Elsa suggests that it's best to just let her have her personal space. Added bits of the "Don't worry" choice to remind remind Fio that there are other options if this doesn't pan out.
Azecreth
Giant Monster All Out Attack
- Location
- United States of America
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Murderhobo of Nod
The Antisocial Alpaca
My, Whatever gave you that impression?
Actually, can we put 'er in another room?
Azecreth
Giant Monster All Out Attack
- Location
- United States of America
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Talk with administration and they might be able to arrange it.
DualFront
Perhaps, this is Hell
I vote Rico. Claes might work, too.
Murderhobo of Nod
The Antisocial Alpaca
Everyone's better then that tyke bomb (Elsa). Jesus.
DualFront
Perhaps, this is Hell
No, I meant who to room Elsa with. She might actually get along with either of those two.
Maybe.
[X] "Don't worry about it. There are other girls here you can get to know."
lavanderjasmine
Master of decoration
- Location
- R'lyeh
[X] "Give her some time. She'll open up sooner or later."
-[X] "Worst case, there are other girls here you can get to know."
-[X] "Worst case, there are other girls here you can get to know."
[X] "She doesn't dislike you, she's simply not very talkative."
The most important things are giving good advice and reassuring Fiorella so I decided to go for a write-in here, although admittedly the 'Give her some Time' vote choice seems just fine too. I don't expect advising Fiorella to push being social on Elsa would be effective for creating a good relationship between the two cyborgs so pointing her in a direction that doesn't encourage conversation would likely be the best way to get them to get along.
Also I doubt Elsa specifically dislikes Fiorella since they only just met, it's also not a bad idea to make Fiorella feel better about the apparent rejection from Elsa's lack of interest.
The most important things are giving good advice and reassuring Fiorella so I decided to go for a write-in here, although admittedly the 'Give her some Time' vote choice seems just fine too. I don't expect advising Fiorella to push being social on Elsa would be effective for creating a good relationship between the two cyborgs so pointing her in a direction that doesn't encourage conversation would likely be the best way to get them to get along.
Also I doubt Elsa specifically dislikes Fiorella since they only just met, it's also not a bad idea to make Fiorella feel better about the apparent rejection from Elsa's lack of interest.
BoSPaladin
The Paladin
[X] "Give her some time. She'll open up sooner or later."
-[X] "Worst case, there are other girls here you can get to know."
Gonna give Elsa a chance even though it's probably doomed to fail.
-[X] "Worst case, there are other girls here you can get to know."
Gonna give Elsa a chance even though it's probably doomed to fail.
HelloIamMadness
The Sleepless One
- Location
- B̘̤͈̜e̠͈͈͕̬̙hi̞̞̻̙̼͎͡n҉̠̳͖̩d͏̖̥̫
[X] "Give her some time. She'll open up sooner or later."
-[X] "Worst case, there are other girls here you can get to know."
-[X] "Worst case, there are other girls here you can get to know."
Azecreth
Giant Monster All Out Attack
- Location
- United States of America
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Wow, uh, I let this get away from me. My bad. Imma just call the vote here then. Update coming later today. >_>
Vote tally:
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[X] Give her some time. She'll open up sooner or later.
No. of votes: 2
Hannz, veekie
[X] Go on. You have to be social, even if she seems uninterested. Especially if you're going to be roommates.
No. of votes: 1
Murderhobo of Nod
[X] Give her some time. She'll open up sooner or later.
-[X] Worst case, there are other girls here you can get to know.
No. of votes: 6
DualFront, Skarmory, dryskim, lavanderjasmine, BoSPaladin, HelloIamMadness
[X] Don't worry about it. There are other girls here you can get to know.
No. of votes: 1
OmegaCloud
[X] She doesn't dislike you, she's simply not very talkative.
No. of votes: 2
WorldSlayer, Monotony
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[X] Give her some time. She'll open up sooner or later.
No. of votes: 2
Hannz, veekie
[X] Go on. You have to be social, even if she seems uninterested. Especially if you're going to be roommates.
No. of votes: 1
Murderhobo of Nod
[X] Give her some time. She'll open up sooner or later.
-[X] Worst case, there are other girls here you can get to know.
No. of votes: 6
DualFront, Skarmory, dryskim, lavanderjasmine, BoSPaladin, HelloIamMadness
[X] Don't worry about it. There are other girls here you can get to know.
No. of votes: 1
OmegaCloud
[X] She doesn't dislike you, she's simply not very talkative.
No. of votes: 2
WorldSlayer, Monotony
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Girl 1: Recreation 2
Azecreth
Giant Monster All Out Attack
- Location
- United States of America
- Pronouns
- He/Him
"It's alright, she just needs some time to get to know you, that's all," you tell Fiorella, flashing her a comforting smile at the same time. "Besides, there are plenty of other girls here. I'm sure at least one of them will be your friend." You're confident that will be the case, even if she can't muster the courage to do so herself at first.
Fiorella looks up at you, the hint of uncertainty on her visage, yet assuaged by what you've said. "Right," she agrees with an emphatic nod, a smile blossoming across her features at the same time. It seems she isn't going to let Elsa's cold reception deter her. You just hope that it lasts.
With that said a quick look confirms that Elsa is basically still ignoring the two of you, probably in the hope that you'll go away. Well you have no problem with leaving, but less because you've been given the cold shoulder and more because there isn't that much left to do in this room. Not at the moment, anyway.
Taking a step back, you gesture to your cyborg at the same time. "Come on Fiorella, how about I show you around the rest of this place?"
For a moment she hesitates to cast a glance over at the indifferent Elsa before following, allowing you to leave the way. "Alright." With that you leave Elsa to brood and clean her rifle or whatever, and move back into the halls. That's an issue you can confront later if you want.
The door closed behind you, you lead Fiorella through the building once more, the girl following along close behind you in the process. You pass by the rest of the dorm rooms and move on, showing her more of the sights there are to offer. There's still a lot to see, even if this place might not be particularly big.
You move by the smaller workout rooms in the dorms themselves, places where people can get some exercise without moving too far from their dwellings. At the moment they are mostly inhabited by support staff rather than the girls in the Agency. Nonetheless, they can see heavy usage sometimes. It isn't just the girls who go in the field after all.
Stopping to peek inside, you nod to those of your fellow employees who are inside at the moment. A look down confirms Fiorella waving as well, which is returned by those paying attention. "Feel free to use this place whenever you aren't on the job," you tell her while pulling back, letting the door swing shut.
"Okay," Fiorella replies calmly. With that said you continue leading her on, angling towards your next destination.
The next stop is one of the big libraries, sizably larger than what you would find in one of the smaller studies scattered about the building. It's a two story room, the second floor overlooking the first. The middle of the first room is made by tables and places to sit and read or study. To the sides, along the walls and on the second floor were shelves of books circling the entire room. There was plenty available to read, from fiction to dry manuals. Assuming Fiorella has any interest, it wouldn't be wrong to expect to be here more than once in the future.
There are a few people in there right now, including a girl with dark hair and glasses. She glances at you before looking back to the bookshelf in front of you, head tilted upwards to look at the titles written on book spines. Meanwhile you lead Fiorella through the library itself, circling the upper level and letting her assess it with an avid gaze.
It's when you draw close to the girl that she turns to look at you both, expression calm and not betraying any real emotion. "Good morning Mister Montagna," she says in a distant, yet respectful manner.
"Hello," you say as you look between the two girls present. "Fiorella, this is Claes. Claes, Fiorella." You gesture from one to the other, as if that were needed at this point.
The same nervousness that Fiorella had around Elsa returns as she looks at the other cyborg. "H-Hello Claes. It's nice to meet you."
"Likewise," Claes answers, reaching up to adjust her glasses at the same time. "Are you settling in well at the Agency?"
Conversation brought a slow shift in the mood, as Fiorella began to open up. "Yeah, I am."
Claes has her attention focused, even if she continues to stay away from everything else. "I see. If you require any assistance, don't hesitate to ask one of us." 'Us' being the cyborgs, you assume.
It's a better reaction than the one Elsa gave by far, and just like with Angelica you can tell that your cyborg is warming up to this new comrade of hers. "I will." Her smile grows, even as it clashes against stoic aloofness.
Well that's good to see. But you can't just linger around here. There is still some stuff left to see after all. "We should be going," you note as you shift backwards slightly. "Nice to see you Claes."
"Goodbye," Claes replies as she turns back to perusing the shelves. You don't waste time wondering what she's looking for though, instead focusing on what you have left for this particular tour.
Once more you head out, showing Fiorella the sights. Fortunately some of it is easy to move past, meaning you cover more ground overall as you pass by storage closets, small lobby-type rooms, and the like. In spite of that Fiorella takes it all in with firmly held attention, following your steps without once wavering.
Just as she should, really. That is the whole point of the conditioning, to keep her loyal to the Agency. Even if you didn't take it as far as you could have, but it's good to see that that wasn't necessary.
At last you arrive at your final destination, the cafeteria. It's actually fairly nice, with a top line kitchen in the back up to an expansive front for dining. Illumination is provided by large windows to the outside, and is tastefully decorated with potted plants, a tile floor, pictures on the wall, and a mixture of round and straight tables as well as booths.
For the moment the place is sparsely populated, but that could begin to change very shortly. You give the cafeteria a once over before looking back to Fiorella. "Hey, let's have some food," you suggest, voicing what is currently on your mind. "I bet you're starving." Anyone would be after recovering from all that surgery.
"Okay," she replies, obedience tinted with enthusiasm. Yep, it seems that you've called it right this time.
With that decision made you lead Fiorella into the cafeteria and through the food line near the kitchen. Pasta, vegetables, meatballs and sausage, garlic bread, everything the two of you might need for balanced meals. With both of you having plates of food that were readily available (as opposed to making something from scratch) you head out to enjoy your meal.
Moving through the cafeteria to try and find the best place to sit, your plans are overturned by one of the groups you spot. That in turn prompts you to take a seat by the viewed trio, with Fiorella sitting across from you. "Henrietta, Jose, Rico," you say with a nod.
"Gregorio," Jose replies with a slight nod of his head. "Done for the day?"
"Yeah," you confirm, snagging a thread of pasta with your fork. "We made sure to do all the tests the guys in the lab wanted, and now it's just the logistics stuff. Speaking of which, girls, this is Fiorella." This will ideally be the last set of introductions that you need to do, at least until Hirscher and Triela get back.
"Hey Fiorella, it's nice to meet you," Henrietta says then, shifting to face your cyborg, with Rico (who had been sitting beside her) doing the same.
Fiorella smiles, looking over at the two. "Hello Henrietta, Rico," she says in turn, the warm attitude a welcome change from those cold experiences she had before. These two are more like Angelica, which you can only take for a good thing.
"Enjoying your time at the Agency?" Rico asks then, having more time to spend since Jean is off doing business at the moment, or so you would assume. They have a different relationship than many of the other girls and their handlers here. But it seems to work for them, so why complain about it?
At that point Fiorella begins to eat, taking a bite of cooked carrot with a hum of approval before answering that particular question. "Yeah," she replied with a happy expression. "there's so much to see here, and Gregorio has been really nice to me." The less pleasant encounters aren't mentioned, but you doubt it would really be a surprise to the girls anyway.
"That's good." The two girls are eating as well, with Henrietta having some cacciucco and Rico eating Ciceri e Trai. Not bad, if you had to take a guess. They fall silent for a few moments before Rico perks up once more. "Hey, once Triela gets back we should have a welcoming party. What do you think?"
Henrietta seems to latch on to that idea, giving it her approval. "That sounds like fun." Before launching into any plans though, she instead focuses on her handler. "Can we?"
Jose pauses for a moment in his dining to look between the two girls at his table, considering their request for a moment. "Sure," he says at last. "If that's what you girls want to do then I don't see why not."
Leaving aside the discussion of whether or not the cyborgs will have a party when Triela gets back, which gives them plenty of time to plan, you enjoy the taste of your lasagna. Not quite the best you've ever had, but it will do. "So, anything interesting happening?"
Jose shakes his head, fork held motionless in his hand. "Besides the mission Hirscher is on, not at the moment. Looks like Padania is laying low for the moment." That was what Marco had said as well, and it's a relief to hear that that is most likely the truth, as far as any of he handlers are aware anyway.
"That's good," you sigh as your fork clinks on the white plate in front of you, making sure to address whatever concerns Fiorella might have. "Still, I'm sure we'll get the chance to get out in the field eventually."
"I'd be surprised if you didn't," Jose points out, not that you need the confirmation. It's going to be a long road to defeating Padania, whether you like it or not. And until they are beaten there will be plenty for everyone to do.
That said you turn back to your meal, talking, eating, and allowing Fiorella to enjoy herself. After everything she's had to do today, coming off of the surgery and recovery from that, she could use the break. Besides, it seems like she's finally found some people she can become friends with, so that's worth it regardless.
With the meal eventually over, it isn't long before you dismiss Fiorella for the day, allowing her to go do her own thing. In turn you return to your small apartment, so you can get done the things that you need to do before the business day is completely over.
After the paperwork and the reports, you turn to the business of planning. You need some sort of idea for what you're going to be doing with Fiorella in the next few days, in order to prepare her for eventual combat operations in the field. That and the boys in the lab will probably want you to put her through her paces, to make sure the augments are working perfectly.
A sigh escapes as you lean back in your chair, eying the paper that rests on top of your desk. Your apartment is relatively small, a bed, a desk, a kitchen, laundry room. Not the most luxurious, even with the salary you have, but you don't really need more. You won't be spending much time in it anyway.
But that is a distraction from the main event, and you put your mind to work in developing a plan. The Agency isn't going to wait forever, after all.
[ ] General training routine
[ ] Active training routine
-[ ] Focus on athletics
-[ ] Focus on weapons usage
-[ ] Write in area to give devote particular attention to
[ ] Take it easy
[ ] Work solo
[ ] Try to coordinate with one of the fratello
-[ ] Which one?
Fiorella looks up at you, the hint of uncertainty on her visage, yet assuaged by what you've said. "Right," she agrees with an emphatic nod, a smile blossoming across her features at the same time. It seems she isn't going to let Elsa's cold reception deter her. You just hope that it lasts.
With that said a quick look confirms that Elsa is basically still ignoring the two of you, probably in the hope that you'll go away. Well you have no problem with leaving, but less because you've been given the cold shoulder and more because there isn't that much left to do in this room. Not at the moment, anyway.
Taking a step back, you gesture to your cyborg at the same time. "Come on Fiorella, how about I show you around the rest of this place?"
For a moment she hesitates to cast a glance over at the indifferent Elsa before following, allowing you to leave the way. "Alright." With that you leave Elsa to brood and clean her rifle or whatever, and move back into the halls. That's an issue you can confront later if you want.
The door closed behind you, you lead Fiorella through the building once more, the girl following along close behind you in the process. You pass by the rest of the dorm rooms and move on, showing her more of the sights there are to offer. There's still a lot to see, even if this place might not be particularly big.
You move by the smaller workout rooms in the dorms themselves, places where people can get some exercise without moving too far from their dwellings. At the moment they are mostly inhabited by support staff rather than the girls in the Agency. Nonetheless, they can see heavy usage sometimes. It isn't just the girls who go in the field after all.
Stopping to peek inside, you nod to those of your fellow employees who are inside at the moment. A look down confirms Fiorella waving as well, which is returned by those paying attention. "Feel free to use this place whenever you aren't on the job," you tell her while pulling back, letting the door swing shut.
"Okay," Fiorella replies calmly. With that said you continue leading her on, angling towards your next destination.
The next stop is one of the big libraries, sizably larger than what you would find in one of the smaller studies scattered about the building. It's a two story room, the second floor overlooking the first. The middle of the first room is made by tables and places to sit and read or study. To the sides, along the walls and on the second floor were shelves of books circling the entire room. There was plenty available to read, from fiction to dry manuals. Assuming Fiorella has any interest, it wouldn't be wrong to expect to be here more than once in the future.
There are a few people in there right now, including a girl with dark hair and glasses. She glances at you before looking back to the bookshelf in front of you, head tilted upwards to look at the titles written on book spines. Meanwhile you lead Fiorella through the library itself, circling the upper level and letting her assess it with an avid gaze.
It's when you draw close to the girl that she turns to look at you both, expression calm and not betraying any real emotion. "Good morning Mister Montagna," she says in a distant, yet respectful manner.
"Hello," you say as you look between the two girls present. "Fiorella, this is Claes. Claes, Fiorella." You gesture from one to the other, as if that were needed at this point.
The same nervousness that Fiorella had around Elsa returns as she looks at the other cyborg. "H-Hello Claes. It's nice to meet you."
"Likewise," Claes answers, reaching up to adjust her glasses at the same time. "Are you settling in well at the Agency?"
Conversation brought a slow shift in the mood, as Fiorella began to open up. "Yeah, I am."
Claes has her attention focused, even if she continues to stay away from everything else. "I see. If you require any assistance, don't hesitate to ask one of us." 'Us' being the cyborgs, you assume.
It's a better reaction than the one Elsa gave by far, and just like with Angelica you can tell that your cyborg is warming up to this new comrade of hers. "I will." Her smile grows, even as it clashes against stoic aloofness.
Well that's good to see. But you can't just linger around here. There is still some stuff left to see after all. "We should be going," you note as you shift backwards slightly. "Nice to see you Claes."
"Goodbye," Claes replies as she turns back to perusing the shelves. You don't waste time wondering what she's looking for though, instead focusing on what you have left for this particular tour.
Once more you head out, showing Fiorella the sights. Fortunately some of it is easy to move past, meaning you cover more ground overall as you pass by storage closets, small lobby-type rooms, and the like. In spite of that Fiorella takes it all in with firmly held attention, following your steps without once wavering.
Just as she should, really. That is the whole point of the conditioning, to keep her loyal to the Agency. Even if you didn't take it as far as you could have, but it's good to see that that wasn't necessary.
At last you arrive at your final destination, the cafeteria. It's actually fairly nice, with a top line kitchen in the back up to an expansive front for dining. Illumination is provided by large windows to the outside, and is tastefully decorated with potted plants, a tile floor, pictures on the wall, and a mixture of round and straight tables as well as booths.
For the moment the place is sparsely populated, but that could begin to change very shortly. You give the cafeteria a once over before looking back to Fiorella. "Hey, let's have some food," you suggest, voicing what is currently on your mind. "I bet you're starving." Anyone would be after recovering from all that surgery.
"Okay," she replies, obedience tinted with enthusiasm. Yep, it seems that you've called it right this time.
With that decision made you lead Fiorella into the cafeteria and through the food line near the kitchen. Pasta, vegetables, meatballs and sausage, garlic bread, everything the two of you might need for balanced meals. With both of you having plates of food that were readily available (as opposed to making something from scratch) you head out to enjoy your meal.
Moving through the cafeteria to try and find the best place to sit, your plans are overturned by one of the groups you spot. That in turn prompts you to take a seat by the viewed trio, with Fiorella sitting across from you. "Henrietta, Jose, Rico," you say with a nod.
"Gregorio," Jose replies with a slight nod of his head. "Done for the day?"
"Yeah," you confirm, snagging a thread of pasta with your fork. "We made sure to do all the tests the guys in the lab wanted, and now it's just the logistics stuff. Speaking of which, girls, this is Fiorella." This will ideally be the last set of introductions that you need to do, at least until Hirscher and Triela get back.
"Hey Fiorella, it's nice to meet you," Henrietta says then, shifting to face your cyborg, with Rico (who had been sitting beside her) doing the same.
Fiorella smiles, looking over at the two. "Hello Henrietta, Rico," she says in turn, the warm attitude a welcome change from those cold experiences she had before. These two are more like Angelica, which you can only take for a good thing.
"Enjoying your time at the Agency?" Rico asks then, having more time to spend since Jean is off doing business at the moment, or so you would assume. They have a different relationship than many of the other girls and their handlers here. But it seems to work for them, so why complain about it?
At that point Fiorella begins to eat, taking a bite of cooked carrot with a hum of approval before answering that particular question. "Yeah," she replied with a happy expression. "there's so much to see here, and Gregorio has been really nice to me." The less pleasant encounters aren't mentioned, but you doubt it would really be a surprise to the girls anyway.
"That's good." The two girls are eating as well, with Henrietta having some cacciucco and Rico eating Ciceri e Trai. Not bad, if you had to take a guess. They fall silent for a few moments before Rico perks up once more. "Hey, once Triela gets back we should have a welcoming party. What do you think?"
Henrietta seems to latch on to that idea, giving it her approval. "That sounds like fun." Before launching into any plans though, she instead focuses on her handler. "Can we?"
Jose pauses for a moment in his dining to look between the two girls at his table, considering their request for a moment. "Sure," he says at last. "If that's what you girls want to do then I don't see why not."
Leaving aside the discussion of whether or not the cyborgs will have a party when Triela gets back, which gives them plenty of time to plan, you enjoy the taste of your lasagna. Not quite the best you've ever had, but it will do. "So, anything interesting happening?"
Jose shakes his head, fork held motionless in his hand. "Besides the mission Hirscher is on, not at the moment. Looks like Padania is laying low for the moment." That was what Marco had said as well, and it's a relief to hear that that is most likely the truth, as far as any of he handlers are aware anyway.
"That's good," you sigh as your fork clinks on the white plate in front of you, making sure to address whatever concerns Fiorella might have. "Still, I'm sure we'll get the chance to get out in the field eventually."
"I'd be surprised if you didn't," Jose points out, not that you need the confirmation. It's going to be a long road to defeating Padania, whether you like it or not. And until they are beaten there will be plenty for everyone to do.
That said you turn back to your meal, talking, eating, and allowing Fiorella to enjoy herself. After everything she's had to do today, coming off of the surgery and recovery from that, she could use the break. Besides, it seems like she's finally found some people she can become friends with, so that's worth it regardless.
With the meal eventually over, it isn't long before you dismiss Fiorella for the day, allowing her to go do her own thing. In turn you return to your small apartment, so you can get done the things that you need to do before the business day is completely over.
After the paperwork and the reports, you turn to the business of planning. You need some sort of idea for what you're going to be doing with Fiorella in the next few days, in order to prepare her for eventual combat operations in the field. That and the boys in the lab will probably want you to put her through her paces, to make sure the augments are working perfectly.
A sigh escapes as you lean back in your chair, eying the paper that rests on top of your desk. Your apartment is relatively small, a bed, a desk, a kitchen, laundry room. Not the most luxurious, even with the salary you have, but you don't really need more. You won't be spending much time in it anyway.
But that is a distraction from the main event, and you put your mind to work in developing a plan. The Agency isn't going to wait forever, after all.
[ ] General training routine
[ ] Active training routine
-[ ] Focus on athletics
-[ ] Focus on weapons usage
-[ ] Write in area to give devote particular attention to
[ ] Take it easy
[ ] Work solo
[ ] Try to coordinate with one of the fratello
-[ ] Which one?