~ten~ [action log!]

[glowing_science]

[The Mayfield Ema wakes up in is very different from the Mayfield in which she fell asleep. It's ridiculously early--the sun isn't even up yet--but her drone husband is already up and getting dressed. He notices that she's awake.]

доброе утро. You've overslept this morning; it's already 4:30am. You should get dressed so that you can get

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[gaydrill]

[ Well what do you know, a very tired Comrade Gavin is wandering the streets too and wondering just where in the hell one can find oil in Mayfield-or-whatever-it-is-now.... ]

... Ah, Fräulein... Morgen.

[glowing_science]

[Oh hi Klavier. You look very unglimmerous today!

She approaches him and goes to kiss his cheek.]

Hey there. Can you believe the sudden change in this place?

[gaydrill]

[ The mood on Klavier's face doesn't change and the unglimmerous prosecutor lets out a weary sounding groan. ]

Ja, I can.

... I was droned already.

[glowing_science]

Already? It's still morning!

[That's not a good sign at all.]

[sanctusdei]

[After Theo gets released from the factory for the day - the job he got brainwashed into going to - exhausted and sore. He's pretty sickly to begin with, and isn't cut out for factory work, not by a long shot.

He doesn't know Ema, but since she doesn't look like one of the faceless masses shuffling about, he'll approach her.]

...you wouldn't happen to have any cigarettes on you, would you?

[glowing_science]

[Ema shakes her head.]

I don't smoke. And even if I did, I doubt I'd have cigarettes to spare; this place has suddenly become a lot more... frugal.

[sanctusdei]

Damn. This gets worse by the second. How long are we supposed to put up with this shi-- crap? [Guess whose foul mouth got him "reprogrammed"?]

[glowing_science]

Hopefully not long. [Ema sighs a little.] As long as it doesn't turn into some kind of horrible massacre and it's only temporary, I'm all right with it. Things could be a lot worse.

I'm Ema, by the way.

[miss_enma_ai]

[Small girl is looking at you]

Do you know where a tractor is?

[glowing_science]

[Why hello there, Ai!]

A tractor? Can't say that I do. Why?

[miss_enma_ai]

[Why hello there not!not!mom]

I have to drive three of them.

[glowing_science]

You do?

...why? [As if anything else has made sense.]

[relaxiamadoctor]

Oh hello...Ema wasn't it? How are you doing?

[glowing_science]

Ah, Fran! Yeah, that's right.

I'm... doing as well as can be expected, given the circumstances. Trying to figure out what the hell is going on here in Soviet Mayfield. How are you?

[relaxiamadoctor]

I'm trying to work on my task~ I've been charged with improving the cattle, so I'm exploring potential methods~

[glowing_science]

There are cattle around that you can improve? [Ema certainly hasn't seen any.]

[bloodon_myknife]

[Is walking the streets as well. In a horrid mood.]

[glowing_science]

[Ema approaches carefully.]

Hey there. What bullshit job did they give you?

[bloodon_myknife]

I got told I was a Spy of all things. Now I'm used to that sort of rubbish from a bloody twitching new recruit but it was a bit annoying to wake up to.

So instead, I'm going to wait to see what they plan to do to me. I won't go quiet if I can help it either. Even if that means sitting on my roof with rocks and sticks.

[glowing_science]

[Wow, he's pissed off.]

I'm actually surprised that you aren't up there right now, to be honest. [Sniper on his roof is like a constant of the universe to her, same as the sun rising and the grass growing.]