Week Three Meeting

[latinumsbetter]

[Welcome back to the Eatery. Perhaps the mood is more somber than it was during the last meeting in here, but once again there is food and (non-alcoholic) punch to go around. Quark, Wendy and Vanity occupy the head of the table, but there’s plenty of other seats for both those that helped set up and those that didn’t. Looks like it’s time to put your heads together again and hopefully sort some things out.

Once everyone’s seated and in attendance, Quark pushes to his feet.]

Alright, we’re all pretty tired after yesterday so I’m not going to draw this out. Let’s just get started. [and he motions at Vanity, before sitting back down]


((BIG OOC NAVIGATION))

|| MOTIVE (MURDER PREVENTION IDEAS) | INVEST RESULTS & INFO | ESCAPE ROUTE & WHEN TO USE IT | WORKING ON GOD POWERS (COMBAT TRAINING) | EMERGENCY SUPPLIES | GEN CHATTER ||

Comments

[latinumsbetter]

If it keeps raining, then the right there will spread. [Obviously Jeira]

[murchada]

Damn, maybe you should go outside. Stand in some plants, maybe. It'll be good for them.

[latinumsbetter]

What, and have Alex follow me all the way to the garden with that bathrobe? [gestures at whatever Alex is now trying to do] Take hima wayfrom the meeting like that?

[rockymountaindie]

[ it's fine. he's back. in record time. with a fluffy bath robe. ]

—under you like a bathmat and it'll soak up the majority of the problem good as new—

[ he's sweaty. because of course he is. ]

[latinumsbetter]

[aldskhfs Alex]

It won't soak up anything if the problem does't go away.

[murchada]

[...the cloud darkens.]

[rockymountaindie]

You're right. You're right, there's gotta be something else to deter it-

[ he's going to collect as many glasses as he can to place around quark and catch the rain. a little circle of glasses.

this is stupid. ]

[latinumsbetter]

[Alex what are you doing]

You know I'm more likely to trip on your little glasses than the water on the floor, right?

[rockymountaindie]

...

[ immediately picking up each glass at the speed of panic. ]

[phototraces]

…I can just make the rain go somewhere else. I need a bucket or something…

[latinumsbetter]

That'd be better than the glasses. [the ones that are now in a circle around his chair thanks Alex]

[rockymountaindie]

[ HES SORRY HES SORRY HES FIXING IT ]

[phototraces]

[She’s just going like make tugging motions in the air trying to coax the rain/water to come her way and uh—all of it does! Though, bc she doesn’t have a bucket some poor fool is getting hit.]

[taintedfayth]

[... the downside of heavy ceremonial robes is that when they get wet? They instantly gain a +500 weight debuff.

So now Seymour is very, very soaked, and also somewhat rooted to the spot thanks to that massive pile of fabric that he calls clothing.

RIP.]

[catsgothistongue]

[Just right beside the drenched man, looking. Rather pleased, raising his fists in the air in celebration.]

Woo-hoo, not me!

[He's feeling all the schadenfreude here, laughing joyously]

[taintedfayth]

... well, I suppose they did need washing.

[He's not petty enough to dump them on Ranma (though the thought does indeed cross his mind), but he's definitely going to just be carefully peeling those sodden robes off so that he can drape them on a nearby chair or other object to let them start to air dry.

... that's probably going to take quite a while. Sorry, but also, enjoy the gun show, everyone? And yes, that is in fact a six-pack under that robe there.]

[catsgothistongue]

[Damn. He's really gotta fight this dude sometime cause good god those guns]

[markofnobility]

Oh sweet Sothis.

[phototraces]

…oh.

[WHY DIDNT JASON HAVE A SIX PACK]

[stringup]

[ H u h. ]

[phototraces]

[Okay, for that? She’s taking some water out of her cup and splashing Ramna in the face.]

[phototraces]

Oh shit—I’m sorry, I’ll get you dry—

[She tries to pull at the water again but soon stops, wincing as a hand goes to her temple.]

S-shit…

[taintedfayth]

[Seymour just holds up a hand to calm her, a slight smile on his face.]

Please, do not trouble yourself. There is no harm done that cannot be undone with a bit of time.

[Then, noting that wince:]

Are you feeling all right?

[latinumsbetter]

[...]

Well, now there's two of us.

[phototraces]

I can fix this!

[Honey no]