PARTY TIME!

[deloreandriver]

Characters: Marty and EVERYONE ELSE. Start your own threads, mingle, make CR!
Setting: Floor 38, the big lounge floor just under the dorms, BEST STORM VIEW
Format: Your choice
Summary: STORM WATCHING PARTY! So the power is out and there's tons of thunderstorms. But don't let that get you down, WATCH THE THUNDERSTORMS! Also pancakes and coffee.
Warnings: STORM WATCHING ! Lots of thunder

Marty had enough of the darkness in the tower and the creeping monsters, so when he looked at the mass of pancakes the automatic pancake maker had made, he loaded them up along with the coffee maker, coffee, the syrup, and toted them all the way up to Floor 38.

There was no way he was going to let those massive stacks of pancakes go to waste, and this was the closest floor to the dorms that actually had some place to hang out, so he set the pancakes up as a sort of continental breakfast, and sat watching the storm.

What he hadn't expected was the people to start trickling in.

Comments

[lookmanostrings]

"I have practiced for many years, but it is comforting to know that people still take joy in my music."

Fado was beaming, and he set his violin down a moment to shake Taro's hand. "I am Fado, of the Kokiri Tribe. It is an honor."

[hachitaro]

"The honor's all mine. Have you been here long, Fado?"

Making new friends is an opportunity to get more information, after all!

[lookmanostrings]

"I'm afraid I cannot give you an exact frame of time, though it has been a considerably shorter amount of time compared to many here, I'm sure."

Being an un-aging forest elf thing with natural longevity and being dead for thousands of years kind of did a number on your ability to gauge time properly.

[hachitaro]

Probably, yeah.

"... So would that be weeks, months, or years?"

[lookmanostrings]

"Months I should say. Or Perhaps a rather large amount of weeks." He stroked the strings on his bow idlely as he thought, unable to come up with an entirely satisfactory answer.

"At the least, not even a year."

[hachitaro]

"Huh... gotcha. I'm just trying to find out who's been here the longest... I'm interested in collecting information about this place and the people who run it."

He could be patient. Probably. He'd spent enough time skulking around offices and meetings collecting information, after all.

[lookmanostrings]

"There are many aside from me that have been here for far longer, that I can assure you."

He frowned a tad, lifting his violin and idly brushing the bow on the strings. "Although I'm not sure how reliable measuring the passage of time will be. Without so much as a sun in the sky, it becomes difficult to tell. I'm not sure how important a measure it is to take either."