fandomhigh | Interstellar Relations, Monday, 6th period

The desks have been separated from their usual formation into three groups, each one labelled. To the far side of the room four desks are set aside, marked "Manticore"; in the center, "Twelve Colonies"; and closest to the door, "Earth." The sign-in sheet is on the desk. Only this time, aside from simply providing a place for the students to sign in, it also provides the role each student will play:

Manticore
Isabel (Monarch)
Peter (PM)
Luke (Military/Intel)
Carmela (Lords/Commons)

Colonies
Elizabeth (President)
Cally (Quorum)
Anders (Military/Intel)
Naomi (Press/Media)

Earth (U.S.)
Altman (President)
Parker (Secretary of State)
Schrodinger (Military/Intel)
Ray (Congress)

Press
Rory

As the bell sounded, signaling the beginning of class, Laura regarded the students with a wry smile. "Today, we begin looking at how everything fits together -- with systems that likely will never have contact with one another. Each of you has a role assignment. Your first order of business, in each cell, will be to allocate the budget accordingly. I'll collect these once you've completed them, and they will set the pace for how quickly -- or slowly -- you react to variables. Manticore and the Colonies," she said, holding up a sheet, "you'll use this sheet." She held up a different sheet, looking to the U.S. representatives. "Earthers, you'll be using this sheet.

"Rory, you'll be our resident free-agent. You'll be covering major developments across all three -- sort of like a cable news network."

She lowered the sheets and placed them on the desk behind her. "Now, get acquainted and get started. If you have any questions, feel free to ask them. I'll try to play any additional roles you find you need as the simulation progresses."

[OCD threads ~~coming~~ up. Again, extended slow play due to the late post and holiday.]

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"We didn't! Not in the shower!" Anders blurted out as he turned bright red, only to have all the blood drain from his face in the next second once he realized his classmates might've heard.

Cally's eyes bugged. "But you DID?!"

Anders was panicking a little, and hissed through his teeth, "I'm not supposed to say!"

Cally stammered for a second, her face flushed. Then stood up.

"Miss Roslin, may I please be excused for a minute?"

. . .

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me."

"If I don't splash some water on my face, I'm liable to faint," Cally whispered.

Anders beat his forehead into the desk a couple of times. "I cannot believe you actually think that's hot."

"This is nine-tenths double-u, tee, eff," Cally whispered. "I can't believe you would be this stupid."

"I'm not stupid," Anders hissed. "I know what I'm frakking doing, okay?"

Cally pinched the bridge of her nose. "Not here," she said.

Anders nodded briefly. "Yeah. Just . . . don't you start on me, too."

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