we gather together (backdated to Friday)

[scriptures]

Characters: Ancestors!
Setting: Floor 14 (Media Room)
Format: Action
Summary: MOVIE AND BONDING TIME. The Disciple has posted a note on the door of every Ancestor asking them to come to floor 14, without any explanation as to why.
Warnings: TOO MANY. Language, possibly violence, possibly sadness, possibly everything. I'll edit this list as needed.

[The Disciple sits on one of the couches, legs pulled her chest and eyes trained on the door as she waits expectantly. She hopes they all show up. This was just such a wonderful idea and maybe they could all get along. This Tower could mean new beginnings and she just hopes it will. With all of the bad stuff that happens, everyone should really stick together.]

Comments

[grandhighblood]

[It takes him a minute to realize that the Signless is talking to him, and just...sort of blinks. The idea of sitting with the Signless and watching a movie (without killing him!) had been weird and bizarre enough, but trying to control himself around all these other peasantbloods....man, it would just be too tempting.

With a sort of lopsided grin, he shrugs and shakes his head in mild disbelief. He'll...find a seat, eventually.... just. Away from everyone, but close enough to make some feel pretty uncomfortable. He's looking at the Psiioniic now, noticing right away how distressed he looks. At least there's still SOME trolls that still act like how lowbloods should all act, he thinks in amusement.]

[2nd_dii2ciiple]

[Ψ knows what Signless would want of him, what their mutual beliefs demand of him. But damn, it's hard. His voice is pretty small when he does manage to speak.] Y-you're... welcome to join uth.

[Yeah it might actually have been easier to say that to the Condesce or Dualscar. At least he could predict how they'd react! But he knows Signless is trying to befriend the Highblood, and also he knows he needs to get better at talking to other trolls.]

jumping in out of turn sorry hahahaha 'v'

[grandhighblood]

[Fucking with people's minds is a thing that the Highblood enjoys. He gives the Psiioniic an odd look, mostly trying to remember why that lisp sounded so familiar, and chuckles. He's pretty sure this is the mutation-ridden yellowblood that the Condesce had swiped for herself. It's not confirmed, but he's got a hunch.]

Sure. Why the fuck not? [He grins widely, like he's hiding something...but probably isn't. At least, not yet, anyway.]

turn? What turn? I see no turn ;p

[2nd_dii2ciiple]

[Ahahaha oh god he hadn't expected the subjugglator to actually ACCEPT. And he's side-eyeing Ψiioniic in a way that makes him even more nervous than he already was, but there's no taking the invitation back now.]

oh sweet ehehehehe

[grandhighblood]

[He doesn't take his seat right away. Once the movie actually starts, only then will he plop down in the most uncomfortable place possible. Perhaps in a place that will annoy the Summoner, make the psiioniic shit himself, piss off the Handmaid like no other, and just generally make everyone else nervous.

He will totally try to ruin movie night.]