prpl_assistant | Memo 002: Break for lunch

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Memo 002: Break for lunch

A. Action at school (around 11.45am)

Miss Pauling's currently wondering around the back of the school with a lunchbox in hand. She'd made some simple fried rice for lunch and true to her word she's here to share some with the RED Sniper. Feel free to speak to her while she waits for him, or if you are the RED Sniper, come and pick her and your lunch up.

B. Action at town (after the school)

Now she's just heading around town and the residential areas, checking out the rest of Mayfield. She's got a book in one hand and a pencil in the other and every so often she'll stop to write something down. Approach her?

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[Out for a walk.]

Are you lost?

Oh, no Miss, but thanks for asking. I'm just checking out the rest of Mayfield, seeing as I just got here. The town is really big, so I thought that I'd try to get used to the environment and figure out where everything is.

(She slips her notebook back into her pocket.)

Are you a long-time resident of Mayfield?

I suppose? I'll have been here for two years this November.

Wow, that's a very long time Miss. The longest resident here that I know off has been here for a year and a half. It must have been difficult for you.

It's....quite difficult at times. But you get used to some things.

I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Miss Pauling; how about you, miss...?

Ukraine.

It's nice to meet you Miss. Pauling.

Ukraine...

...excuse me miss, but are you one of the countries?

Oh yes. I'm the nation of Ukraine.

Would you happen to know a Russia and a Lithuania then?

Russia is my brother and Lithuania is a good friend of mine.

(She blinks with surprise. These countries were related? But that would make sense in a way...Russia and Ukraine ARE pretty similar in terms of culture and people.)

I see. I had the chance to speak with Mr.Lithuania the other day, and he seems like quite a nice person.

Oh he's quite nice.

There's actually a lot of us here right now.

Really? Would there happen to be an America, Ms Ukraine? How is he or she like?

Ah...M-mr. America?

W-well...I don't know him very well....and he doesn't really like my brother.

I-I know his brother Canada a lot better.

(American and Russia NOT liking each other? Canada and America are brothers too? She has to wonder whether these personifications imitate the relationships between the countries themselves.)

Maybe one day I'll meet him then. I'd like to get to know my own country better. (The last sentence is meant as a pun, but as it's Miss Pauling all her jokes and puns fall flat.)

So what do you do here in Mayfield, Miss Ukraine?

W-well...he's here. So you could probably do that.

Ah here? I work in a flower shop mostly and try to look after the children in my house.

Oh, the flower shop. I haven't been there yet myself actually. Do you have a particular favorite flower that you like? (She's betting that it'll be Ukraine's national flower, not like she'd know what it is, but still.)

Children? Do you mean drone children, or real children, Miss Ukraine?

Yes! The sunflower. It's my national flower. Though I also like Guelder Roses, they're my national emblem.

Oh real children. Well Pamela's a ghost and Koharu and Sora are teenagers...Sora doesn't really live at my house either, but she comes over almost every day so it's like she does.

Also Hajime, he's a little boy that comes over a lot. And there's Luke whose living with a friend of mine now, but I'm still keeping an eye on him.

[Ukraine is a professional mother.]

Personally for me, I like lavenders. They have such a nice scent and they're purple too. I don't suppose you sell them at the flowershop?

Wow, that's a lot of children to take care off, Miss Ukraine, especially given the circumstances that we're in. It's really nice of you to look out for them and care for their well-being.

(Eventhough one's a ghost; Miss Pauling's decided that if you can have walking countries in Mayfield, then you can have a transparent floating spirit as well. Miss Pauling's actually sounds a bit wistful about the whole mother thing; her own mother's died when she was still very young, so she never got the chance to grow up with one.)

Actually we have most flowers in the shop. I'm sure we'd be able to find you some. You should come in someday.

Well I'm used to looking after people. Besides, it's hard for the children to be here.

[Small smile. She just ends up adopting most people she comes across, especially children.]

Thanks, I'd appreciate that Miss Ukraine. I don't have a job yet, but once I do and I get my first salary, I'll definitely come over.

I can't believe that Mayfield brings even children here. I hope that none of the children are too badly affected by the events. Some things stay with you for life...

(Is that a flicker of emotion behind those spectacles? Or was it just the light playing on them?)

Drop by sometime to visit too, it get's rather boring at times.

[She sighs and pushes some hair back.]

I know. It's terrible. Luckily there are more adults then children. And a lot of people who look like children here are a lot more powerful then they seem.

Sure, that sounds nice.

Do the others look out for the children as well?

I'm sorry Miss Ukraine, I don't really understand what you mean by your last sentence. (She IS from a relatively normal world, if you minus the weapons and the war between RED and BLU.)

Most people do here.

Oh well there's a lot of...strange people here. Some children aren't really children. Or they have powers. The little boy Hajime I mentioned. He can control water.

That's a relief to know. It'd be terrible if children were forced to join some of the events that take place here. I heard that there was one about poisoned milk recently, with razor blades inside. To have a child go through that...that's just cruel.

Really? That's something I didn't know. I'll really have to be careful that I don't end up accidentally insulting a child who's actually an adult.

He can control water? Are there any other children with such powers like his?

.....well....

We try...

That's always good to remember. I just try to be polite to everyone. Even some of the animals here can talk.

Yes, oh I'm sure there is.

Yes. I met a talking, flying unicorn just earlier today, and that was quite a shock already.

Wow, the people in Mayfield are really diverse. A boy with water powers, an AI, a general on rollar skates...

Say Miss Ukraine, can I have the address to the flowershop? I'd like to come by later just to have a look.

(Meets her at the back door.)

Thanks, Miss Pauling.

No problem Mr Mundy. Until I get a job, this is the least I can do to contribute to our living expenses. And I had the opportunity to check out the rest of the town and meet some of the other residents while on the way here too.

Ah. You talk with all th' REDs and BLUs that are 'ere yet?

I've spoken to most of them but the BLU Spy and the BLU Pyro. The RED Scout has just gotten here as well, but I think the RED Spy has spoken to him about Mayfield already. He's tough so I think he should be fine.

(Mentioning the RED Scout leaves a bad taste in her mouth, but she manages a relieved smile on her face.)

It's good that all of you are alright though. The more I learn about Mayfield, the less I like of it, and it seems more and more impossible that we can get out of here alive.

(The smile drops, and she's back to worry mode again.)

Oh? You talked t' th' BLU's Medic, too? I 'aven't seen 'im around much lately, but 'e works at th' lab.

(He leads them into his "office", pretty much the dinkiest room in the whole building, and indicates that she should sit down.)

If we could get th' Spois t' work t'gether and gather some real Intelligence on this place, we could at least get a better idea 'f wot we're up against.

I've tried to locate him, but I haven't had much luck. Do you happen to know how he's faring so far?

(Or rather, how are his victims faring. Miss Pauling's seen his file, and it's not pretty.)

That's not a bad idea at all Mr Mundy. Except that from what I've heard, the BLU and the RED Spy seem to be...at odds with each other. It would be quite difficult to get them to even be cordial to each other for ten minutes.

(She takes a seat on one of the chairs in the room.)

No idea, but I wouldn't be surproised if 'e's experimenting on some poor sod.

(He sits on the other "chair", an old wooden crate.)

Don't think anyone's on good terms with th' BLU Spoi. 'e 'as a knack for making enemies.

...I could try speaking with him. If he agrees, then maybe I can ask him to look for the BLU Medic as well.

(Starts digging into his lunch.)

'e shouldn't give you too much trouble. You're th' Boss' second in command, after all.

Back home. He doesn't have to listen to me here. I'm just betting on the fact that I haven't done anything to make him mad yet.

(For a while, she falls silent. The Sniper's reminded her of the Administrator's current state; she wonders whether, in some sort of twisted way, the older woman's actually found happiness here in Mayfield, living the happy life of a drone. She definitely wasn't happy at home at all...not even when she was crushing the very hope and dreams of her enemies.)

The Administrator...she got droned, right? Have...have you seen her here?

As far as I can tell, 'e sees 'imself as still on th' clock--after all, if there is some way t' connect this place t' 'ome, I'm sure both RED and BLU would want t' claim it as territory.

I don't talk t' th' drones if I can 'elp it. She's around, I guess, but I wouldn't be able t' tell you 'ow much 'f 'er is left in there, if any.

That's great then. I'll try and find him in town today. The faster we get him to agree, the better.

I guess...she really wouldn't be the Administrator though, if she's left like in this state. She's not...really going to be happy, right?

I don't remember much 'f being droned, but it did feel loike I was on autopoilot.

If she comes back you could troi asking 'er about it.

(She chuckles a bit at the idea.)

I don't think she'd want to be reminded of a time when she wasn't someone with power, but just a simple housewife baking cookies and pies. She might just bite my head off.

(She falls silent for a bit, before she changes the subject.)

Mr Mundy, would you happen to know if there's anyone in town that I should be careful about?

(The Major still weighs heavily on her mind, but she has to wonder whether there's anyone else.)

Better get used t' th' idea that you moight need t' kill somebody at any given toime, or that someone moight get bored and kill you for shits and giggles.

Most 'f th' Civilians around 'ere keep t' themselves. Th' ones that are dangerous 'ave powers that make them bloody annoying.

(Miss Pauling shifts a bit in her chair when the RED Sniper mentions killing.)

I know, but I really hope that it doesn't come to that.

Powers? You mean...like the ability to be very strong?

(She's thinking about The Captain and the fact that he had been ripping metal into tiny pieces like they were pieces of paper.)

If it comes down t' either you or them, I'd much rather it be them. But if don't 'ave th' stomach for it, troi t' foind me or anyone else in RED or BLU. In general, if something really bad 'appens, I troi t' go t' th' 'opsital and turn it int' a base 'f operations.

Pretty much anything you can imagine.

Alright, I'll keep that in mind. I haven't actually been to the hospital yet, so I might try looking for it tomorrow.

How do you deal with them then, if they come after you?

I troi t' keep a low profoile in general. So far th' only trouble's come from th' BLU Spoi.

Makes sense, seeing as we're up against people way more powerful than we are.

I'll try to get the BLU Spy to work with us. I can't make any promises that he won't stop bothering everyone else, but it would help us to know what to look out for if he could share what he knew.

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Should've made a sandvich instead.

He'll eat pretty much anything

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