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

[shesapir8]

I suppose it is nice to find people who have heard your words. [A lazy shrug, as she flicks her eyes around the room]

A good one?

[benigncancer]

Yeah, it's nice. Are you saying you give some credence to my position?

[He smiles] Oh, he's a rude little grub, but that's not surprising.

[shesapir8]

They were interesting. Your words. I found you left a mark on quite a few, for quite a long time. Most rebels are forgotten much more quickly.

[But that's all he's getting on that. Though he does get a chuckle] What, were you like him as a grub?

[benigncancer]

Thanks, I guess.

I'm like him now, though I've got a bit more of a handle on it.

[shesapir8]

You're welcome.

Really? Now, that's not how the world seems to see you, though I suppose we all remember the positives over the negatives...

[benigncancer]

Like I said, I control my temper. But Karkat's a wiggler, and he hasn't had as much time. No one's perfect, anyway.

[shesapir8]

Ah yes, they're still all learning to better themselves... Though mine has shown to be a quick learners, both of them. [And excuse you she's perfect]

[benigncancer]

That's what wigglers are supposed to do, Mindfang.