vivarium | CALHOUN HOUR

Early in the morning of Day 84, an announcement booms from the warehouse speakers:

"All test subjects report to the first floor lobby immediately for your next experiment."

Zero's unmistakable garbled voice goes silent afterwards. Once everyone gathers downstairs, they'll be treated to an unexpected sight: Zero standing in front of them in the flesh. Standing tall (at 5'4"...), they're donned in the same piece of clothing everyone remembers them in: a black raincoat (large and long enough that it covers their entire body, leaving no distinguishable features), a full facial gas mask, and matching black gloves. It seems as if Zero really dislikes showing skin...

"Today, you will be participating in a game of, what you may call, 'Bingo'. I believe most of you have participated in this before. The rules and explanations are on the back of the cards." An arm is raised to motion towards the paper cards scattered on the nearby table, then it falls again.

"Due to some... unfortunate events, I will monitor you in person. However, do not underestimate what will happen to you should you decide to cheat, escape, attack, or do anything that will break my rules. Your bracelets are still very functional and my cameras will continue to record every move you take, so I suggest that you refrain from doing anything foolish."

"Now begin."

BASIC INFO ✖ LET'S PLAY BINGO ✖ TURN-IN ✖ POST-EVENT

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Well, wasn't that just the most casual way to ask someone to get into a fight... Hello, good ol' chap, would you care to get into a scuffle?

"What, are you serious?" Did you really want to choose the giant merc as your fighting partner... That seemed unwise.

Yes, what was Heiji doing, getting into a fight with the patron deity of beef jerky. "Well, you do know how to spar with someone without throwin' 'em into an incinerator, right? I don't think our normal styles would go together that well, but the other day I threw Alfendi with some aikido. I figure we could trade some moves."

It didn't seem right to hit an unarmored opponent with a shinai or a bokken, even if that someone was Jake.

Yes. Even Jake.

Look deep within yourself, Heiji, did you really want to tussle with Sir Jerky?

Well, he looked amused at the thought of Alfendi being flung across the air. "Hope you got a good back story on why you threw Alfendi around." Hahaha, fuck that guy. Go get your arm bitten again by Bluebell, why don't you. "Fine, it's been a while since I did anything hand-to-hand, so why don't you start us off."

He was going to be a gentleman and let Heiji take the first punch. He spread his legs, bent, and slightly raised his arms, keeping them close to him.

Not if he used words like 'tussle', he didn't, but Jake did look like he could use some cheering up.

"Well, he was yellin' things and chasin' me around with a faceful of makeup." Imagine that. Just imagine it.

Okay, Jake, what a time to pick to be a gentleman. Were you going to throw punches with your pinky raised. Heiji moved forward and aimed a quick blow at Jake with his right fist. He did know how to punch, more or less; it just wasn't his main thing.

What was wrong with the word 'tussle', did it hurt your feelings.

Unfortunately, he wasn't that much of a gentleman, to throw his punches with a pinky raised. He was still a barbarian, and he quickly moved at a downwards angle away from Heiji's punch. He then use his right fist to take a quick jab at Heiji's side. He didn't really want to hurt Heiji that much, but at the same time, he didn't want to take it that easy.

It just sounded weird and British like pip pip time for a tussle and some crumpets on the pitch, there's a good lad.

Heiji used the forearm on the same side to turn the jab slightly aside, not so much deflecting as sliding his way up Jake's arm the way he might ordinarily turn away a blade. If he'd had a shinai or something, up close like this was where he would have tried a hit to Jake's upper body, but... uh, he didn't have one? So instead he just aimed an open palm strike at Jake's chest.

So, it was something that Hershel would probably say. I could see that.

With his arm redirected, he barely managed to pull himself back to avoid getting a nice hand print on his chest. Leaning backwards, he placed his left hand on the floor to hold himself as he swung his right leg across to make a sweeping motion towards Heiji's feet.

Ow ow ow. Getting hit by Jake's leg hurt, but Heiji figured he had to give some to get some, so he simply braced himself against the blow and kept his balance as best as he could.

While Jake's leg was still in contact with his shin, he grabbed it and redirected Jake's momentum. Maybe throwing him or Jake would lose his balance or something more disastrous. I mean were there any electrical outlets or exploding TVs around.

Well, he didn't expect that... Unfortunately for Heiji, while it was a good idea, trying to throw an 80kg merc, even while trying to use Jake's momentum against him, he didn't manage toss him very far. However, he did at least have Jake lose his balance and fall downwards.

Jake managed to at least prevent from completely falling flat by out stretching his hands out behind him to catch himself, wincing slightly when he skids on them. Once he stopped, he rolled backwards onto his upper back, arms bent to place his hands by his head, and knees pulled in. Then in one fluid motion, once he started to rock forward, he kicked out and pulled himself forward, and stood himself up. He was a show off, that was for sure... At least this way, he could get up faster, and time was everything...

He shook his hands free of any dirt and whatnot he picked up on his hands. Hm, should have worn his gloves today.

"Not bad, so far." Was that a compliment??

Wow, Jake, lose some weight. And do the worm while you're at it, you obviously have the raw talent.

Heiji stood a bit off from Jake's location, obviously waiting for him to get back up because. It was the polite thing to do? "Thanks. Wow, you're lookin' happier already." If in fact Jake could ever be said to be looking happy...

Excuse you, muscles weigh more than fat, so he's perfectly fine at this weight.

"Throwing a few punches around normally helps, yeah." How could you not get happy about being in a fight? It was the most active thing Jake had done around here since the obstacle course and destroying a few robots. Also, speaking about punches, here was one coming right towards your face.

Jake : fights ::

Heiji : ?

Heiji shifted quickly to the side -- wow was that punch aimed at his face, Jake you jerk -- and reached out with both arms to grab for Jake's shoulder and arm. He wasn't going to bother much with punching straight into a 80 kg bag of beef jerky; that seemed pretty pointless and fistfights weren't really his thing anyway. But he did know that it was possible to redirect an 80kg bag of beef jerky. If he got the chance, he'd simply flip Jake and let his own weight take care of him.

CALHOUN HOUR - BINGO II

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