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[Where is that ringing bell coming from? What about that whistle? Is it the kitchen? No. The garden?

Still no, but you're getting warmer.

Han is waiting for everyone on the field, whistle in his mouth, and bell on the ground (because his hand got tired of ringing the damn thing).]

Finally! Alright, 1, 2, 3.... Do we have everyone here?

[close enough. He then says easily,]

We've got a fun activity today. We're doing trust falls.

Falls. As in multiple.

I expect you guys to partner off-- and don't just stick to someone you know!

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You're tellin' me.

[Grumble grumble. However, upon hearing Hank's remark, Orga just stares as if debating whether or not he could trust the other man but. You know what, he's had worse falls before, he can take it even if he isn't caught.]

Fine. [He'll just. Turn so his back is facing Hank.]

Ready?

Yep. Go for it.

[ I mean, they're doing this dumb exercise he might as well catch the guy. Orga's never done anything to him... ]

Wouldn't have gone up to you if I didn't think you couldn't catch me.

[ Hank, that's cheating ]

Yeah? Glad to hear it, I guess.

[Tbh he has the same worry... he's pretty sure that he would just crush some of the shorter people?? But that's something for another thread somewhere else, probably.

So with one last look behind him, Orga will let himself fall backwards. The state of his clothing in your hands, Hank...!]

[ People trusting him. Incredible. Well, it's not like he's had to deal with withdrawal or anything that unpleasant, so...

Yes, Hank catches Orga with steady hands. He's a tough dude, he's got this. ]

See? Easy.

[Orga was definitely tense when he was caught, but hey! Not falling is better than the alternative, so he can't complain. He's fairly quick to stand and straighten up, though.]

You weren't kidding about the police thing, then.

Course I wasn't. I've been a cop for fucking ever.

[ Yes, there is muscle underneath all that... that. ]

That long, huh. [Okay, just give him a sec to roll his shoulders a little. Hank may outweigh him by about 30 lbs, but this isn't Orga's first time dealing with needing to catch huge grampas (kind of).]

Alright, I'm ready.

[ Hank shrugs. He's old, it's fine. ]

Okay, here goes.

[ Orga.... you seem like an alright dude, so he's actually going to trust you. A little. And fall back. ]

[just lets hank fall tbqh

Okay no, he'll catch him to return the favor. It's the least he can do. With that said, Orga's ends up taking a bit of a step back to better support Hank's weight, so it ends up being less smooth of a catch than he'd like although his grip is still firm and he's pretty steady otherwise. Still, he didn't crumple and Hank's not on the floor so. Success?!]

There. [His voice might sound a tad strained, but it's not as bad as it could be.]

[ See, that's the real reason he went first. No one wants to be That Jerk. Hank lifts himself off of him as soon as he's been caught -- yeah, he knows he's heavy. It's fine. He doesn't care. His weight is the least of his worries. ]

Nice job, big guy. Thanks for not dropping my ass.

[rip, Orga might not care about being a jerk but fair's fair. And it's not like Hank's been an asshole to him otherwise so.]

Wouldn't have been honorable otherwise. It's the right thing to do.

Hey, some people don't give a shit about right or wrong. It's good to know where you stand.

[ Incredible, it's almost like the trust exercise actually worked. ]

[How did this happen... amazing.

Anyways, there's a short pause as Orga takes those words in. Finally:]

Could say the same to you, then. Catching me wasn't something you had to do either.

[ Fucking Han, it's definitely not thanks to him!! ]

Well. [ Hank shrugs. ] All of us are stuck here with each other. It'll be easier if we trust each other, especially over some dumbass "team building" exercise.

[Definitely not, it's was all just them!! Right...]

...Yeah. Especially if they try to push for makin' people kill again.

[ Definitely that... ]

Right. I'd rather know up front if somebody's the type to stab me in the back versus stabbing me in the face.

[Just eying some of the groups around them.]

Think anyone'd actually risk making themselves look suspicious?

[ He looks around and shrugs. ]

An idiot would, maybe. But it's not impossible -- some of the assholes here would probably trade us in if it meant getting out themselves.

[There's a pause before he answers.]

...Guess so. At the least, there's definitely a couple on my list that I wouldn't trust enough to pair up with.

Same here.

[ A pause. ]

That clown's at the top of everybody list, isn't he?

[Well actually.]

Wouldn't trust him either, but that guy [And his eyes flicker to Mr. Bowler Hat over there.] tried to ambush me on the first day.

[It was very silly.]

What, that Snidely Whiplash-looking guy?

[ Yeah, he's seen him around. ]

Geez, he's so over the top, I almost expected his whole thing to be a joke.

Said he was gonna impersonate me or something too. It was some kinda misunderstanding, but it didn't do him any favors.

[Although he's not sure how high he is on a scale of 1 to threatening?? Probably somewhere low.]

Yeah, he doesn't really seem too bright. Though if anybody gets tied to some train tracks and run over by a train, I know who my first suspect's gonna be.

[ Or maybe use some cartoonish dynamite, who knows. ]

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