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Romeo ([personal profile] myblueskies) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2013-09-03 11:42 am

Bitty Meeting

Characters: Romeo, Ken and every bitty
Setting: Floor 95
Format: Either and all
Summary: Bitty meeting! For those that don't know, Ken and Romeo run a group for all the under 14s in the tower to help each other, get through bad times and work out ways to help the adults. Every character aged 14 and under is welcome, Romeo left notes in all those he knows the name of and knows (or thinks) are under 14, but he was also handing out posters to anyone who looked 14 or under. If your character is under 14 but looks older they are welcome as long as they convince Ken and Romeo they are not spies.
Warnings: Generic Animus warnings

The actual meeting is taking part on one of the ledges over the ball pit. Romeo has brought up food and drinks and they are laid out. Anyone he knows is gestured in and anyone new who looks nervous is approached (with great enthusiasm.) They haven't had a meeting in a long time and Romeo doesn't even know if everyone is still in the tower anymore.

He put notes in everyone's mailbox, but not everyone had mailboxes and even Romeo didn't know everyone so he had also handed out invitations to anyone he thought was under fourteen. He just hoped people came.

There was a lot of things they needed to talk about, and a lot of ways they could help each other. It was important they all worked together
averytinyparticle: (Is that a root beer float?)

Makes an unnecessarily long post about pie that's me.

[personal profile] averytinyparticle 2013-09-12 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Pie?"

Quark's eyes zoom in on the baked treat like a hawk spotting prey. He'd never had pie before! But he'd heard about it--the stuff was legendary in its deliciousness. Grandpa had told him that pie wasn't the same anymore. That besides being expensive, its quality was more-often-than-not very poor, the fruit and stuff used to make the various components low. What should've been sweet was usually sour and bitter.

He can't help but be slightly wary, but the boy's far more excited than anything as he enthusiastically grabs a plate and takes a slice.

"I've always wanted to try it," he explains as he takes a small chunk on a fork and then pops it into his mouth. The effect is instantaneous, Quark's face lighting up like a firework has exploded in his brain. He practically bounces on his feet, as if he can hardly contain himself, forgetting his manners as he talks from behind his chewing.

"This is delicious!"

It was almost better than a root beer float. But nothing could top a root beer float.