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The orientation spiel was...dull, to put it kindly, to the greenblood. Ri was never too interested in science. She appreciated the hard work and dedication that it took from other trolls, but she strongly preferred more magickal means of accomplishing tasks. Regardless of her lack of interest, she was giving the woman speaking her utmost attention, it was refreshing to see a lowblood in some seat of power, and her ambition sparked a smirk from the witch.
Rianon found herself entrenched in these scientific activities due to, ulterior motives. She needed to find more trolls to...assist her with her endeavors back home. Or at least she hoped to find some trolls, and this was as likely a place as any.
Once they were all handed their initial gear, Rianon was appalled at the hideous jumpsuit. She immediately tossed it into a corner, finding her own garments more than adequate for how she was planning to help. They'd have to literally force her to put that grotesque thing on if they wanted her to wear it.

Once the volunteer work finally began, Ri found herself gravitating towards the more interesting (in her opinion) jobs, rather than the straight up science or brute work. With good spongeclots she managed to pick up some odd disturbances in a radio frequency, quickly reporting this she managed to prevent some information leaks. Pleased with her work, the young greenblood decided to mill about a bit, getting a handle on some of the other trolls around. A passing conversation caught her attention as she heard a blueblood explaining her dislike of the high and low blood terminology. This made her quickly gravitate in that direction. She was pleased to see another greenblood come up and get chummy with the more liberal sounding blueblood. Ri was a little wary of anything over teal, but now wasn't the time to let her wariness show.
"Impressive work, looks like we're off to a good start here," Ri commented, toward the female bluedblood with the greenblood on her shoulder, glancing the boy over as well. His comments interested her far less, but she needed to keep good face regardless. "Physical labor is overlooked way too often. You two seems to have a good grasp of it though. I feel like this little group of volunteers might make a good deal of difference." She smiled at the three of them, as charmingly as possible. "You can call me Ri by the way."

"No, NO, that is not how you do it." Sephos berated the foolish drones. He knew nothing about mechanical decices - he was a gardener - but the drone was clearly doing it wrong. Even he could see that. "No, no, you have to do it this way!" He shoved it into place properly. "See? See?" The thing buzzed to life, thrumming healthily under his hand. "S-see?" he said, jerking his hand away. It's not a plant he told himself, unnerved, It's not alive...

For a moment there, though, he had been fooled. He'd thought it just like a plant, growing in his garden, needing the right placement and care to work. But it wasn't. It wasn't. And thinking about them like they were was wrong. They were not living things, and he could not love them. After all, they were going to cause something very bad... right?

You learn all about the opposing facility’s leaders and sponsors in order to cut deals to sidestep their influence.
Caiden, of course, first decided to chat to the other workers and such at the Chittentown Space Research And Developmental Pioneering Science Laboratories. The boy moved from researchers to workers to trolls rallying up others to work hard. It really inspired the boy to do his part. Caiden actually listened to one of his friend's tips and brought a notebook. The orangeblood could be seen scribbling madly as whomever he was with talked and explained things to him. The orangeblood's excited yells could be heard all throughout the factory.

Eventually Caiden ran out of people to chat to, and decided to find a table. Caiden sat down and looked at what information he had collected. It was a little confusing, a lot of rumors, and a lot of long winded explanations about science facts. Caiden's notes on the science lectures were very incomplete. The poor kid had spaced out a little when those technical lectures were going on, and it showed in his notes. Caiden tried to poor over the notes he took, but was having trouble focusing or really catching anything.

Then the orangeblood spotted his friend Engrav. The yellowblood was engrossed in whatever weird thing he was doing, but seeing her best-est buddy reminded Caiden of what Engrav often told him. Connections Caiden, they are everywhere. Or something like that. Engrav said a lot of weird stuff, but that was why Caiden loved him so much. Caiden looked at his notes again, trying to see it from Engrav's eyes. Suddenly he realized that there were connections. Connections everywhere! The leaders of the Civisect group were dirty cheaters. Caiden could not believe his eyes! How could they cheat on something like this?! This was about friends! And building something! Or space.

Caiden got up from his table and ran over to Engrav. "ENGRAV! ENGRAV!" The boy yelled in his friend's ear. "LOOK AT THIS!!!" Caiden shoved the notebook into his friend's face and continued. "See?! We got to STOP then! We need to DO something! Engrav! They are CHEATERS! HELP! We gotta DO something!"

Going through files is incredibly important, and you glean information about persons of importance and their tactics to use for later. +4 research

Engrav ran through his agent's notebook, reading faster and faster and he took in the information. Of course the Civisect leaders would be cheating. It would be insane of them not to. It was merely a question of who could cheat the best, then. The yellowblood stared at a particularly distracting scrawl of some sort of sea beast and thought.

Counter-intelligence would obviously be very important in this contest. It would be a simple matter to spend some time pouring over the work logs and listening in on conversations to determine who was working in earnest and who was a Civisect plant. He smiled at the brownblood. The information was jumbled and confusing, but it was here. Engrav had some work to do. Traps for enemy agents to plant.

"Good job, Caiden. Bring me a few more of these and we'll really have something juicy to go on." He pulled a pen from his table and started going through the journal, highlighting suspicious passages.

You practice creating one additional mechanism on your assembly line each night, and it drives your fellow workers to do the same.
Caiden flustered around a bit. Why was Engrav being so, so relaxed about this! People should be nice and friendly to each other. The orangeblood walked circles around Engrav's table for a while, and eventually sat down next to him."Engrav! We gotta stop them, okay? Cheating is BAD! And I just want everyone to have fun and build an elevator or whatever this is." The boy muttered as he started fiddling with the papers all around the yellowblood.

As with most things, Caiden proceeded to get distracted and started messing with some parts and gears. This mechanical puzzle was actually really interesting! "Hey!" Caiden said, nudging the yellowblood who was obviously trying to focus. "Look at this thing, see? Its really cool! How all the parts just kinda, fit together and stuff! Oh you should try this Engrav!" Caiden continued, going and getting more mechanical parts and dropping them onto Engrav's papers.

Etsali ducked in between a group of trolls on the catwalk, leaving a 'woah, coming through' to drift back to them half before they'd even registered her passing. Moving quick had become her best contribution to the building effort pretty much immediately. Or at least, it was all anyone in charge ever seemed to be assigning her. Move this here, climb that there, carry this and don't fall to your death on the way. Not the hardest job in the central hub, but definitely not the easiest either. A less agile troll would have never made it through! She was glad for all the roof hopping she'd done all her sweeps.

(stealing 3 labor)

"Shiiit, whaddup," Leeroi offered a knuckle-touch to the enigmatic troll who wrapped an arm around Forera. "Always cool to meet new trolls!" He smiled cheerfully, stars in his eyes. "We're gonna do some GREAT work!" He pumped a fist in the air for extra emphasis.

Hearing a younger, squeakier voice approach, Leeroi turned around fast, recoiling to make sure he didn't smack the little greenblood with the beam. "Heya kid," He shot her a winning smile, setting the beam down so he could squat down to her level. "Sup, Ri!" He offered another knuckle-touch to new troll. "Leeroi," He introduced himself.

"I take it you're not into the physical labour yourself?" He asked, genuinely curious about how the younger trolls might be helping out the cause.