[ network/log ] howlettes training session #1

[danzan]

i. actionspam

[ Because of the sheer number of people that ended up responding to Logan's apparent call for Mahjong team members, he ends up having to change the venue of their training from his office to the ante room next to Charles'. The first half-hour is spent explaining the rules of Mahjong (and snapping at anyone who tries to interrupt him; Logan's trying to get the damn explanation done as soon as possible), and after that he splits members into groups of four in the hopes of playing at least one game. He hovers throughout this first game in case anyone has anything they need clarified, and he's decidedly nicer than he was when he was busy trying to explain how the game works.

After all the first games are concluded, he leaves everyone to their devices to get to know each other, with the caveat that any mansion explorations are done with minimal destruction to the grounds. Some snacks have been laid out on the table -- mostly crisps, cookies, and other easy to eat fingerfoods (plus some Trix, courtesy of Spiderman) -- and there're bottles of juice and pop on the fireplace mantle, along with plastic cups if anyone wants to use them.

Logan also begrudgingly distributes a jacket to everyone at some point in the day. Having given the roster to Cyclops beforehand, the idiot went and got jackets made for them. All right, then.

He'll spend most of his free time seated in one of the chairs drinking pop and eating Trix, and saying yes to anyone who might want to play another Mahjong game with him. Mostly, he's just appalled that this thing's actually happening... and that so many people said yes.

Maybe he knows how to make friends after all. ]

ii. network/texting (after everyone's left the mansion)

Hey, good session today. Hope we all learned something from it. I think I learned more than I should have.

I'm sending all of you our teammates' contact details. You see a codename, that's all you're getting -- some of us want to keep our identities secret. If you're messaging anyone, let them know who you are first, OK?

Any questions or concerns, let me know.

P.S. This is what the Hyundai looks like: [ATTACHED IMG]. Print that out and stick it on the ceiling of your bedroom so you don't lose sight of your goals or whatever the hell it is people do.

L.

iii. open option

MAKE YOUR OWN STARTERS. Literally do it. Toplevel and stuff so I (and other people) can hit all of you, damn.

Comments

I. Ante room

[doblex]

[ Summer isn't a nosy girl but whatever is happening in the ante room, it makes her curious. She's still having trouble socializing, not only because of his natural awkwardness but the fact that this world was very different than her own, and hasn't talked to a lot of people.

After debating what to do for some long minutes, she finally pushes open the door and peers inside. Her hair is short and wavy, the blue and yellow uniform-clad figure much leaner than any of her male counterparts from other universes, but the ruby quartz visor on her face is pretty much a telling of who she is. ]

II. Video

[no_fun_allowed]

Did they like the jackets?

[danzan]

You can ask them yourself.

[ Logan's wearing his jacket, though. He's secretly super pleased with himself, okay. ]

[no_fun_allowed]

Be sure that I wll.

[ Scott's glad he got the size right. ]

I'm starting to think that yellow and black would make for a good uniform for you. Maybe we really should switch to lycra.

[danzan]

Uniform?

What, you mean black leather's not working?

[ That's sarcastic. Logan's bitched about the impossibility of moving in the leather for years. ]

[no_fun_allowed]

Yellow is the new black, my friend.

[ Oh, Scott knows. He had to hear all the complainging. IN DETAIL.]

But no, I wasn't serious. We're keeping the leather, sorry.

ii. text

[rehandle]

I hope you're a decent driving instructor. If we don't win this thing with our team of 300 I’ll eat my brand new Howlette™️ jacket.

[danzan]

Why do you keep saying "if".

We're going to win.

[rehandle]

Calm down, that’s basically what I said.

I don’t think we could lose if we tried. We’re going to make up half the competitors.

[danzan]

That was the plan.

[ Nobody said Logan was a clean player. ]

[danzan]

To hell with you.

I'll start wearing jeans to missions. [ He's already worn jeans to a couple of missions, but now it's gonna be official! ]

[danzan]

[ Summer fortunately arrives after the lecture, but the games are still going on, and so it's Logan who's the only one free enough to catch up with her. He lifts his hand in a greeting, then leaves the table he'd been hovering at to meet her at the door. ]

Yeah? [ He's talked to Summer a couple of times, but realises now that it hasn't been much at all. ] You need anything, kid?

[rehandle]

[ Logan. that’s Extra ]

Crowdsourcing victory. Sneaky.

[danzan]

I don't have any real Mahjong Champion dreams. Got that in 'Nam.

But the kids're having fun. So...

iii. open

[cybernetik]

a. ACTION/OTA

[ This isn’t the first time that Cable has visited the school, considering the couple of times he has visited Logan, but this is the first time that he has been here in this kind of setting. He’s not used to this, this kind of socializing, but to his credit he doesn’t turn around and head for the door.

There’s a car to win, after all. Cable couldn’t care less about the game itself, he just wants to help the kids. Logan had been smart to use that soft spot he has with kids, because now Cable will stop at nothing so their team can win.

And, okay, maybe he also doesn’t like losing.

After setting down the case of Sprite he had brought with him, he grabs a cup to get himself something to drink and offers one to the person next to him. ]

Need one?

b. WILDCARD/OPEN

Feel free to set them up doing something else if there’s anything you want to play, or send him a text message. I’m open to anything.

[rehandle]

Yeah. You've really started something here. Mahjong resurgence for the modern age.

[danzan]

[ That makes him laugh. It feels weird in his throat, as it always does, but still. ]

You're saying that like Mahjong ain't still a big fucking deal.

[rehandle]

Maybe for the old boys. [ that’s you Logan ] How many of the kids knew how to play?

[no_fun_allowed]

Jeans rip more easily.

But if you want to flash your butt to your enemies as well as your pecs, I won't stop you.

[ he will lean back and enjoy the show. ]

[danzan]

[ ... ] 6.

So it attracts a certain generation, I get it.

But you don't see me in a rush to play with X-Cubes or Gameboxes.

1/2

[rehandle]

[ oh.... oh no

embarrassing ]

[rehandle]

No. No we don’t. More’s the pity.

[danzan]

Fucking pervert, Jesus Christ.

[ Logan doesn't even try to hide how amused he is, though. ]

[danzan]

I got them to play, anyway. That was the point.

Now we just hope two weeks of this is enough for Stockholm syndrome to set in.

iii/only sort of a starter. open.

[rehandle]

[ for those of you still in or around the mansion after the gathering, a treat. starting that evening and over the next couple of days, a flier spreads. it’s a basic printout of a cropped screenshot of a text conversation, headed with a basic word doc rendition of the howlettes’ jacket logo and a little title: ]

/// Howlette Howlers

[ the screenshot itself is a conversation with someone called Chief, and all that’s shown is... ]

But you don't see me in a rush to play with X-Cubes or Gameboxes.



[ embarrassing. e m ba rr a s s ing. who did this? which old man is responsible for this embarrassing mess? who is Chief?

it’s Logan. we’re Logan-shaming.

feel free to catch Stephen trying to subtly distribute these things/discuss amongst yourselves/etc. he just had to spread the word. ]