fandomhigh | Interstellar Relations, Monday, 6th Period

She wore her favorite suit to class today, and was standing at the front of the classroom as the students entered. Her arms were folded across her chest, one elbow propped upward, a cup of coffee held not unlike the torch on the Statue of Liberty. Well, except not that high -- maybe about shoulder-level. She waited for class to begin with a mischievous gleam in her eye.

"If you'll come in and take your seats from last time," Roslin said, gesturing with her coffee cup, "we'll get started."

The bell rang to signify the beginning of class, and she continued. "Last week we did budget submissions and got to know the fellow inmates in our cells." Her lips twisted into a lopsided grin. "Today, we get down to business. Your scenario is this: To this point, the United States, nor the Kingdom of Manticore have never heard of the Twelve Colonies of Kobol. Yet, after the last Cylon war ended badly, ships full of refugees have shown up in the solar systems nearby. You now have a first contact situation on your hands -- compounded by the fact that these Colonists have no other place to go."

It wasn't the best scenario she could come up with, she reasoned, but it was at least a timely one, and one very pertinent to her time on Earth. Now let's hope neither one shoots first and asks questions later...

"As I mentioned last week, I'll be circulating, filling in for those roles we can't cast. I'll also be giving you little bits of information. They may or may not be true. It's up to you to figure that out -- pry it out of your adversaries, if necessary -- and decide whether or not to act on it." She glanced at her watch. "You have one hour starting... now."

Laura then began to make her rounds through the classroom. She also began wishing she'd ordered the venti instead of the grande.

[A few OCD threads ~~coming~~ up. There will be a place holder for a later action for everyone to react to. ETA: Posted in the right place now.

~~ETA2: Please wait for the OOC thread. LJ seems to be giving issues, so it might be a bit.~~]

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"No idea on the number of people," Ray muttered. "We keep them locked away for too long, people will start thinking they're alien or carrying some movie type virus that wipes us all out. We'll need money, a plan to put them up, and a way to find out how they got there and if they brought any of their buddies along."

"I see new Senate sub-committees forming before my very eyes," Parker said dryly. "Okay. FEMA and Homeland for the cash. Put them up-- where? Table that until we have numbers, I guess." She grimaced at Ray. "Point three is the bitch."

"Military on high alert?" Ray suggested. "Patrol space and the skies?"

"I don't see a way around it. Better safe than sorry. After we have more intell, we can guess whether the Cylons are on their way too, stand down if it looks like they're not. Hope like hell China and Russia are prepared to assist. This is a world-size job, not a task for just for one country."

"People are gonna flip any which way we go," Ray said, resigned. "Fact of life. People flip when it snows, people will freak when we get some alien like visitors. We just gotta deal."

"Will we be protecting the refugees from people who 'freak out'?" Teddy asked. "Because I'm sure there will be groups who violently oppose us letting them live here."

Parker tapped her pen again. "We might have to, at least at the beginning. More expenditures. But then we end up back at the internment camp question. If we split them up around the globe, we split our abilities to protect them. Keep them isolated in one place, and it looks like we're keeping them prisoner, makes it impossible to integrate them." She started drawing a timeline. "Maybe help them self-police? A partnership?"

"Helping them self-police sounds like a good idea, but I think that full protection on our part would be best to begin with," Teddy suggested.

"To begin with, I agree," Ray said. "Just make sure the people protecting can protect themselves. Just in case."

"I'd love to keep them secret, but that'll just start witch-hunts and more paranoia, if people start suspecting their neighbors of being aliens." Parker rolled her eyes. "Oh, Homeland Security and the FBI are going to love this. Okay. Natational Guard as protection?"

Teddy nodded. "They would be the best for the job."

"And the Guards go to diversity training. Don't shoot the aliens you're supposed to be guarding, people." Parker put that on the list too.

"Are we going to worry at all about the fact that whatever destroyed these people's colonies might be after them?" Schrodinger asked.

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