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[midgarhorizon]

Characters: Anyone and everyone
Setting: Cafeteria, Noon, Nov 7th
Format: Anything
Summary: A party/discussion mingle after calling a meeting of the residents.
Warnings: tba


The anonymous post on the network was an invitation to gather, discuss and share information. Maybe they would get incredibly lucky and get to the bottom of things, such as who was behind the bombings or the strange things that went on during Quarantine.

Someone has been at work down here in the dining hall, moving the tables around to create a space in the middle in case people felt like dancing. Most of the chairs are around the outside and facing the middle, for everyone to see each other better. There was another space and some chairs for musicians, and a couple of the larger tables were set up with a large buffet of normal cafeteria food (because Zo wasn't likely to poison them) and resident prepared dishes, both clearly marked.

Of course, there was always the oatmeal.

[ooc: Feel free to make your own threads and subthreads!]

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[floreatnoctem]

Why is it that no one ever considers the person whose job it is to clean all these dishes up after you lot throw these ridiculous parties?

[Congratulations, there is a stern-looking, deadpan redhead- apron firmly in place over her dress- tapping her fingers against her arm and cocking her head in seeming disapproval.]

Honestly. Nothing ever gets thought through here, does it?

[bashfulshifter]

[Oops.]

[Rick stops dead in his tracks, face flushing deep behind the first batch of warm cookies Elena's made.]

...S-S-Sorry... [Then, with significantly more assertion (because it's a lot easier to blame himself for something than to try and justify it): ] --M-My f-f-fault. I-I'll c-c-clean it up, d-d-don't w-worry.

[floreatnoctem]

[Oh- Patrick again. He really is a poor thing, always catching her at inopportune moments. But Chidori quite emphatically rolls her eyes at him and sets her hands on her hips.]

Unless you made this entire mess yourself, no. You will not.

[bashfulshifter]

[He very weakly tries to argue at first: ]

B-But m-m-most of it--I m-mean I'm m-m-m-making--

[and then he realizes how fruitless a battle this is, so he gives up.]

...I-I'll h-help, at l-least.

[floreatnoctem]

Only if someone else is going to be helping you.

[Because buddy, you can bet it's not gonna be her.]

[bashfulshifter]

[Good thing he had no intention of roping her into this!]

I-It's fine--R-Reno's been h-helping. Should be o-okay.

[...although he has no intention of roping him into helping clean up, either. But if it makes Chidori feel better...]

[floreatnoctem]

That's it? All this can't have been just the two of you.

[You don't want to make her go pick people out by energy signature Rick, you really don't.]

[bashfulshifter]

[Rick flounders rather helplessly.]

...W-Well I'm s-s-sure whoever, uh...s-s-sent out the m-message or...I g-guess they did s-s-some w-work, too.

[After all, he wasn't the first one to arrive--it seemed like Reno and Elena had been there before him. Maybe they were working with whoever their mysterious organizer was?]

[fionnuisce]

It's unfortunate, but responsibility and foresight are often qualities in which most are quite lacking.

[Cranky sunglasses-head ahoy.]

[floreatnoctem]

It's a terrible trend, isn't it?

[She's untying her apron though, shaking her head as she tugs the ribbon keeping her hair in a ponytail out.]

But if they want to ruin my entire morning's work, they can clean up themselves. I'm no one's housemaid.

[fionnuisce]

Neither am I, and I'm hardly about to start.

[The girl appearing to be made out of mercury not far behind him, on the other hand? She's the housemaid.]

[floreatnoctem]

Well, at least you have more backbone than some here.

[Chidori tilts her head and- sensing nothing other than residual energy from the 'girl' behind him, tilts her chin at it, expression just barely the mildest shade of curious.]

What is that?

[fionnuisce]

Magic familiar. [Waver shrugged dismissively, lighting a cigarette.]

I have no intention to start any great cleaning effort, but that's hardly a reason to leave it entirely a disaster.

[floreatnoctem]

Interesting. How sentient?

[If at all. She wrinkles her nose at the cigarette though, and looks over her shoulder at the kitchen.

Then she shrugs.]

I cleaned what I had to. Not my problem anymore.

[fionnuisce]

It's not. [There might have been a muttered 'usually' at the end of that remark, but who can tell? He did notice her expression and made a point to direct the smoke elsewhere the best that he could.]

It's not particularly my problem either, but I'd at least like some semblance of organization to this mess.

[myblueskies]

Don't get mad miss Chidori! [He rolls up his sleeves and moves to the sink] I'll start right now and then afterwards do the rest, I bet I can get lots of people to help me and then it will be done really quick!

[floreatnoctem]

I'm not mad.

[Yet, at least. But her expression softens slightly, and she shakes her head.]

But it isn't your place to clean up after adults, Romeo. I'll handle it if I have to. You should go enjoy the party.

[myblueskies]

I clean up all the time miss! I'm good at it! I'm a janitor and before I came here I was a chimney sweep and had to clean the house a lot so I got lots of practice. I'm really quick. [He beamed at her and stood on tiptoes to reach the dishes, despite his growth spurt he was still a bit too small to fully reach.]

[midgarhorizon]

I was going to clean up.

[Have another redhead overhearing that. Reno's sufficiently annoyed to stop in the middle of dragging a plate of something that looked like mini sandwiches to place in the cafeteria.]

As if we'd just party and leave a mess. That'd just be unprofessional, y'know.

[Yeah, he would clean up, even if it meant doing all of the dishes. For the entire Tower... oh, Shiva.]

[floreatnoctem]

'Professional' is hardly something I expect from anyone in this tower.

[Honestly, it's full of teenagers and weirdos. She's surprised anyone even owns a suit, much less actually wears it.]

However, I'm not sure how much thought people actually put into things like who cleans up their messes after things like this. I know I wouldn't, if it were me.

[midgarhorizon]

[If his hands were free, he'd be folding his arms and giving her a serious look. It grated his sense of Turk pride, just a little. The look by itself isn't quite as effective, though.]

Feel lucky I'm not you, babe. If ya want to leave, it'll be cleaned up next time ya come back.

[floreatnoctem]

It's the end of my shift so, for the moment I will be taking my leave, yes.

[The look is more or less completely ineffective on Chidori, used to Minato's deadpan stares and Jin's self-righteous glares.]

But I do appreciate someone taking responsibility for the festivities.

[She doesn't, however, appreciate being called 'babe'.]

[midgarhorizon]

[One of his eyebrows raises up. If that's the best he's going to get, it'll have to do. Reno calls all the cute ones babe.]

Tch, no problem. Name's Reno if you got any complaints after.

[floreatnoctem]

Chidori.

[A slight bow of her head, and then she presses her lips together thoughtfully and adds-]

My shift is over, however... if there is anything that needs making that you can't make yourself...

[She trails off, because Chidori is still pretty awkward at being nice to people that aren't children- or her Family.]

[midgarhorizon]

Don't worry 'bout it, there's people helpin' out.

[At least she's trying?]

You go relax or whatever ya do.