BUT TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT WE CAN REALLY LET GO ( OPEN )

[medusalith]

Date & Time: SATURDAY AT FIVE ( IT'S BACKDATED )
Location: DITR's offices in the hold, possibly spilling out into the hall if it gets super crowded.
Characters: Medusa, Saul, the staff of DITR, and YOU
Summary: In an effort to promote COMMUNITY OUTREACH the DITR hosts an open house! Free food and drink - you can't say no to that.
Warnings: Nothing? If anything comes up, please mark it in thread headers.

( IT'S A PARTY. THERE IS MUSIC OF QUESTIONABLE TASTE - PROBABLY ONE OR TWO ONE HIT WONDERS FROM THE 1980S ON REPEAT BECAUSE THAT'S ALL THEY COULD FIND UNTIL ANNE SINGS. THERE IS ALSO FOOD, BUT IT'S MUCH BETTER THAN THE MUSIC. THINK OPEN HOUSE FOOD - CHEESE AND CRACKERS AND MEATS AND LOTS OF DAINTY DESSERTS.

AND WINE. THERE IS LOTS OF WINE.

TAG YOURSELF IN OR HIT ANYONE ELSE UP - IT'S A FREE FOR ALL. )

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[strategic_guile]

[He recognizes Saul from past posts on the network, as he did just a passing search to see what he looked like after their conversation. Blaine walks up with his own half-full glass of wine during one of the brief moments Saul is between conversations.]

Ahhh, Saul. The man with peniaphobia. Decided to try for the fundraiser another time?

[5055034455]

And you must be Blaine.

[Hi, Blaine.

Saul grins and tips his glass in greeting.]

Another time would be better, I think. Don't wanna bring down the mood here with talk of my condition.

[strategic_guile]

The one and only.

[Lifts his chin in return, but it quickly turns into a solemn headshake.]

It's a sad thing, peniaphobia. So many people succumb to it. I'm glad you're staying strong.

[But on topic.]

So, tell me what this organization is for again?

[5055034455]

[Ah, yes. Topic. Saul sweeps his arm around the office, indicating the entirety of it, and recites from memory in a Very Official Voice:]

The Department of Initiative-Transport Relations seeks to maintain a mutually beneficial relationship between the Initiative and its many Transports. Our purpose is to cultivate transparency, thereby one: keeping all Transports informed about upcoming Initiative missions, and two: fostering a strong sense of cooperation, trust, and respect between the two parties.

[strategic_guile]

Between the two parties? The problem comes from there being three parties.

Us. The Initiative. The other natives. [He uses his hands to demonstrate the groups.] They know even less about the Initiatives plans than we do.

[5055034455]

That's true enough, but they're not the ones being sent off on missions. We are.

[strategic_guile]

Of course not. We come back to life and they don't. I haven't had to use that particular power of the Initiatives and I definitely don't want to.

[5055034455]

It's not fun.

[Casual sip of wine.

Yup.]

[strategic_guile]

[Lifts an eyebrow.] How'd that happen?

[5055034455]

Were you here when Adam Jensen exploded?

[How else can he put it, really?]

[strategic_guile]

...yeah I was. That kinda explains it.

[He resists smiling because that was hilariously blunt. He likes you so far, Saul.]

[5055034455]

No, no, wait. He shot me, first. Then he exploded. Ten feet in front of me.

[It was closer than ten, he thinks. But his memory on that is a little fuzzy.

Anyway, Saul says this like Adam is — was — the most considerate cyborg he's ever met.]

[strategic_guile]

[He was lifting his glass to his lips, but not he's lowering it again.]

But did he shoot you dead first? I'm not sure which is a least painful way to die.

[5055034455]

Pretty close to it. But I didn't feel anything.

[Wow, this is totally the conversation he wanted to have today.]

[strategic_guile]

What a nice suicide bomber.

[Sips his drink for real this time.]

So what positions do you have available in this organization of yours?

[5055034455]

Nah, he didn't do it on purpose. It was our good ol' friends over at the United Earth. Running around, planting explosive devices in cyborgs... all in a day's work.

[And oh, look. A topic change. Perfect.]

Current options are greeter, which is exactly what it sounds like, and liaison, which involves putting your pretty face on screen to deliver the Initiative's mission announcements.

[strategic_guile]

[He gives a thoughtful hum as he lowers his cup.]

Well, my face is indeed pretty. Maybe it can soothe the bad news.

[5055034455]

The Initiative does the hiring, so I'll have to refer you over to them if you're serious.

[Then again, if they'll hire Sollux, Saul is pretty sure they'll hire anyone.]

I can put in a good word for you.

[strategic_guile]

So is the job separate from DITR or is DITR another branch of the Initiative that needs their explicit permission?

[He is curious about this and sips from his glass while he waits.]

[5055034455]

The job's with us, and we're a branch of the Initiative.

[That's where their paychecks come from, so.]

[strategic_guile]

[He nods, taking his time to finish the little bit of wine he has left.]

No harm in trying out for it. Point me in the direction of who I should be rubbing elbows with and I'll apply.

[5055034455]

None of the Initiative are here right now, but it wouldn't hurt to go talk to Medusa, too.

[None of the Initiative will be showing up, either, he's sure.]

[strategic_guile]

[Nods.] I might swing by her when she's not busy.

[No he won't. Mostly because almost a month late wow.]

[5055034455]

Sounds like a plan.

[Even if he's not going to do it!]