towerofanimus | (no subject)

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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[Oh no, too much! Rick blushes bright pink and looks away]

--W-Well I--I w-was only in a-a-accounting, it--i-it w-wasn't like--I j-just wrote d-down what I h-had to...I m-mean...

[The fount of bashful qualifications eventually runs dry, leaving Rick a stammering, red-faced idiot with a silly grin to match.]

...I-I'll do it.

Good!

[Diarmuid reaches out and gives Rick's hair a light ruffling in hopes of calming the man down.]

Have more faith in your abilities while you are at it, okay?