all lifestyles, sizes, shapes, and form.

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WHO: Residents of Residence #005
WHERE: ... Residence #005
WHEN: 5/20 ― 5/23
WHAT: Housemate stuff. Go ahead and throw up your own starters as you like! Mingle! Find cat poop somewhere in a corner! (Wow, gross.)
WARNINGS: Mike is a sad, sad person.

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[brokenteam]

[Mike stares at the hand for an uncomfortably long second before he reaches out with a hand to shake.]

Thanks. Do you mind if I ask you some questions?

[asking questions. A thing he hasn't had the freedom to do for a while. It feels strange]

[acclimatized]

[ john smiles, sharing a brief but firm handshake. yes, this is a better introduction than him getting spooked by his scars and implants. he doesn't say anything about them but his lingering gaze speaks volumes. ]

No, not at all. Take a seat and I'll see if I can answer them for you.

[brokenteam]

[Mike steadfastly chooses to ignore the staring. It's part of his life now he supposes]

Thank you.

[he looks towards the comfortable couches and walks towards it, opting to sit close to the edge so his back remains straight instead of leaning back comfortably]

Do you know what the military wants with us here?

[acclimatized]

[ john stays in his seat, but turns his body to face mike. ]

Uh, yeah. Sort of. They want us to pledge our loyalty to them and register as one of their "heroes". You can do it at one of the swearing-in ceremonies they hold.

[brokenteam]

[yeah that's not going to happen]

What happens if you don't register?