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.

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Or it might have gotten people to loosen up a little more so they shared more information.

[Diarmuid shrugs.]

But point taken.

Some other time, we'll share another drink. The tower hasn't died yet.

[Diarmuid smiles, though the smile is slightly strained.]

I am sure we will. I just...suddenly have a lot on my mind.

You're welcome to stop by my room sometime.

I know and I thank you for that.

[Diarmuid reaches out and gives Aleph's shoulder a squeeze.]

I will probably be taking you up on that once I figure things out a little more. I hardly know what to say at the moment.

That's alright. Take as long as you need to, Diarmuid.

[He doesn't fully know what troubles Diarmuid, but he'll be there for his friend when he can.]

Thank you.

[There is a grateful look in his eyes.]

Once I have a better grip on things, I will come to find you. If nothing else, I may need a sparring or hunting partner so that I can get my mind off things for a while.

That, I can provide.

[He knows the feeling of wanting to beat up things until you stop feeling bad.]

I know you can.

[Diarmuid gives Aleph's shoulder another squeeze before turning toward the exit to the floor.]

I think I have lingered here long enough. I need a quieter environment to think in. It was good talking to you again. I'll be in touch.

Take care.

[Aleph waves briefly before letting Diarmuid go.]