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Anakin Skywalker ([personal profile] sith_happened) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2019-01-04 10:53 am
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Practical Diplomacy, Friday, January 4, 2019

The class would find themselves in the Danger Shop, which had been set up like a diplomatic reception: drinks in the back of a too large, too bright, room with much too long a line; a variety of languages being spoken with various degrees of expertise; waitstaff circulating with varieties of mid-level snacks on tiny skewers (and no, they don't know what they are either); and people standing in pairs, singles, and small groups looking uncomfortable.

"Welcome to a networking opportunity," Anakin said, making a slight face, "otherwise known as roughly 40 percent of your life as a diplomat. Today's assignment is to introduce yourself to three people in this room, including me, exchange business cards--" he passed them out to every student as he continued speaking, "and come away with three ways to remember who they are for the next reception."

He smiled a little evilly. "Because there will be a next reception."
axe2grind: (worried)

Re: Mingle: Anakin

[personal profile] axe2grind 2019-01-05 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Ummmmmmmmmmmmm.

Jack's mouth opened, and closed, then opened again. Then he took a deep breath and said, "Sorry, not sure I got that. They're -- like something from my phone comm?"

He'd gotten that the phone had a computer in it from Vette, but after that, he was just completely lost. Did they escape a phone, maybe?
axe2grind: (intense)

Re: Mingle: Anakin

[personal profile] axe2grind 2019-01-05 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Jack was still struggling with this, but he thought he was getting it, what with the word 'program'. "So, they're like-- automatons," he said slowly. "Only not very smart ones?"

Unlike, say, his ex-maybe-dead-girlfriend.
axe2grind: (sideview)

Re: Mingle: Anakin

[personal profile] axe2grind 2019-01-05 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack flinched a little, and his metal hand clenched for a moment. "Droid, like android? Yes, that was what I was thinking of." Until this week, he'd wondered if that was what he was. Now he had a new word for it: cyborg. Or a 'very basic one' if Mr. Stark was correct. "Someone I know works on them. And other mechanisms with clockworks."