PRIVATE MEETINGS

[andexecutioner]

If you'd like to have a private meeting with the Adjudicator, this is where you should go! The Adjudicator is available at almost all hours of the day; just knock and he'll answer.

Comments are screened for privacy; no eavesdropping, that's rude.

Comments

[andexecutioner]

Yeah, go ahead.

[The room she'll be coming into is more of an office than anything, all done up in wood and leather and generally well-kept, with shelves lining the walls and a large desk at the center. The Adjudicator himself is sitting at the desk and...managing to look completely out of place in here, given everything; he's leaning back idly in his chair, and it looks like he's playing with one of those fuzzy caterpillars from the machine between his fingers.

He's also got a little stuffed cat sitting on his desk, white with a red ribbon around its neck. Just kind of hanging out.]

What's on your mind?

[destinycalling]

[. . . This is somehow both exactly what she expected this room to look like and nothing what she expected this room to look like.]

You might have answered this on the first day, but. [Mack frowns.] Is there something wrong with our memories?

[andexecutioner]

[Hm.]

You think you're having problems with yours?