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The Revival Project Mods ([personal profile] trpmods) wrote in [community profile] revivalproject2020-07-10 11:00 pm

Calibrations Waiting Room Mingle

WHO: ALL HE ROWS
WHERE: The Secret Tunnel, which has become the Calibrations Waiting Room (or was it always...?)
WHAT: Mingle log for literally anything you'd like to take place in the waiting room between sleep cycles during the event
WHEN: June 3 - July 10
WARNINGS: Please mark individual threads with warnings

For those that have heeded Ga Re's warning, the door within the secret tunnel - which looks suspiciously like the hatch to one of your shuttles - is wide open, waiting for you. You walk through... and the door behind you disappears. You’re now standing in a cavernous, cold, white waiting room. There are hallways leading off the main corridor with names above each. One of them has your name and will draw you toward it, inevitably.

And on the wall, in pink, running letters is written this single greeting:

‘Welcome to Calibrations’.


The secret tunnel has become a large waiting room with chairs, tables, and the same food dispensers available in the shuttles. There are also communal bathrooms - one for each gender - with several toilet stalls and shower stalls in each, including basic shampoo and soap dispensers, like you might find in a hotel. The water isn’t hot, so hopefully you don’t mind lukewarm showers. Somehow, at least, it never goes cold.

Branching off the main waiting room room are the labeled hallways. At the end of each short hallway is a door, with the same character’s name written on them. Anyone can enter any room, regardless of the name written on it. Everyone has their own room, though of course people can share. Each room has a simple bed (approximately queen-sized) and a set of drawers.

You can opt to spend time in your room or in the larger, common waiting room. (And if you do, you can thread it out here!) But every 16 hours, you'll feel a compulsion: You need to sleep. Right now. You find yourself going into your room (or someone else's, if you really want). But you’re drawn to the bed. You can’t help but lie down. And then, you fall asleep.
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[personal profile] wearingthestars 2020-06-09 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
"I am and I could," Billy countered easily, "He's still- ... he doesn't want to be around me yet. He needs space," he defended, arching a brow as Tony continued.

"Magic," he reminded, yet again, "I can handle the TP and the pills. When you need them."
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[personal profile] in_extremis 2020-06-09 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
By all accounts, none of the fiasco that ended with Tommy hurt was anyone's fault, making Tony frown and sigh, then mutter, "You sure he's not Simon's kid?" That wasn't really fair, to either of them, Tony knew that; forgiveness was under no obligation to come easily when one had been hurt, no matter the circumstances. That didn't make it less irritating when it got in the way of getting something done.

Drawing himself up out of his whining, Tony opened both of his hands expectantly, willing to accept both offers immediately, he wasn't picky, he was taking anything. Not that he meant on any level that one of his primary concerns had been the bathroom situation down here, Billy was ignoring the point he was trying to make, but Tony would take it as a bonus. "Can you magic us out of here, too?" he asked, knowing that the answer was just going to be disappointment, but maybe it would make Billy feel guilty enough to keep him from thinking too hard.
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[personal profile] wearingthestars 2020-06-09 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
He pointedly magicked a roll of paper into those expectant hands, but not the pills. He wasn't due yet.

"No...I could in the tunnel, I tested it and thought that meant I could make trips, but once I came inside..." he shrugged a shoulder apologetically.
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[personal profile] in_extremis 2020-06-10 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
Not apologetically enough. What was Tony supposed to do with this? He frowned and rolled the paper between his hands, watching Billy expectantly for a beat before tossing it onto the bed behind him with a clipped, "Great. Well," and bouncing back to his feet. "You let me know when you figure that out," he said coolly as he made for the door.