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[midgarhorizon]

Characters: Anybody that wishes to go to the Ragnarok meeting
Date: Jan 20th, Morning
Setting: Hidden Floor
Format: Either or.
Summary: It's time to regroup, establish new ties, and form a plan
Warning: TBA, but check comment headings just in case!


It may have been word of mouth. It could have been one of the many notes Reno left on doors or on beds (and in some cases, foreheads) of those he knew to be members or trusted. Or it could have been just as simple as a friend grabbing another for a 'walk.' The notes read, "Meeting. Morning, Jan 20th." There is no location, or any hint of any; Reno suspects most people will get the idea to go there, simply because it wasn't mentioned. It isn't supposed to exist, after all.

Comments

[provenworth]

They are.

[At least, in her mind they are. And that was good enough for her.]

Agreed. Besides, we're supposed to look like a unified team. No sense in making it look otherwise.

[midgarhorizon]

I'm not the one-

[Stopping there, he rubs a hand over his face and sighs.]

Knock it off.

[provenworth]

You're not?

[Obviously there's a ghost of a smirk pulling at her mouth.]

Yes sir, Mister Director, sir.

[midgarhorizon]

[There's no reply to that, only him getting very, very close.

Poke!]

Worry about me later, all right?

[provenworth]

[Normally having Reno within arm's range was a bad idea, have a 50/50 chance that he was going to do something inappropriate for the situation. Or worse. Embarrass her by making her make weird noises.

Its the latter that occurs and there's no attempt to hide the choco-chick squeak.]

R-Reno! {HUFFFFFFF] Its a constant. Never stops, thank you very much.

Now get going, you've got rookies to talk to.

[midgarhorizon]

Yeah yeah yeah...

[And he's off!]