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

[entropied]

[She flushes, crossing her arms and looking distinctly grumpy.]

I'm not always getting into trouble.

[She mutters it under her breath, sounding like a petulant child.]

[uprisings]

[...laughs! No stop Handmaid you can't be that tsun. The cuteness hurts his heart]

Pretty close, to always. From what I've seen.

[2nd_dii2ciiple]

I'm sure you manage to get yourself out of motht of it again. [Maybe if he flatters her she won't gut him or something ahaha. Though he's starting to get used to her, and isn't quite as intimidated by her grumpiness as he used to be.]

[entropied]

[WINNING POINTS, PSIIONIIC. She shoots an almost triumphant look at the Summoner.]

Of course I do.

[uprisings]

[Just gives her a terribly knowing, terribly amused look back. Sure sure Coleta whatever you say]

Only to get back into, it a second later.