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

[legislacerates]

Investigating. [it's a mild correction.] How could I not when an invitation appeared on the door to my respiteblock?

[yeah she's not touching the signless stuff if she can help it--she's already incredibly mindful of the 69 emblem she wears around her neck, out of sight, and she has a feeling it will be better for both signless and his supporters if she doesn't broadcast her allegiances.]

[grandhighblood]

Heh, of course. Investigating. [he ducks under the doorframe a little to allow himself in, straightening up to his full height of eight feet. On his way in, he most likely bumps Redglare inside with him. So rude, highblood.]

I'll be motherfucking sure not to get in your way, Neophyte, and I expect an interesting report of your motherfucking observations by the end. As per usual.

[legislacerates]

[so rude indeed!! she kind of shuffles to the side so she doesn't get totally run over, though.]

I would expect no less, Highblood. I'm sure you'll have something to laugh about by the end of the night.

[grandhighblood]

I'm already motherfucking laughing, and shit hasn't even gone down yet. Can't wait.