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[midgarhorizon]

Characters: Lord Grumpypants, Diarmuid, Diarmuid's idiot brothers, the extended family, and open to their CR and anyone that just wants to drop by.
Setting: Floor 81
Format: Party style, whichever format you prefer
Summary: When two busybodies start plotting, all hell breaks loose. "Waver's Anniversary" (or more informally known as Waver and Diarmuid's wedding party.) It's just a party. Nothing to see here. That cake is white just by... accident... and decorated to match the rings... yeeeeeeep... complete accident.
Warnings: Someone may decide to drown a couple people... who knows.

[In case someone is observant enough to notice, Waver and Diarmuid have been wearing matching rings... and under the disguise of a convenient excuse, that being Waver's one year anniversary in the Tower, Lancer and Reno have thrown a party to celebrate.

Keeping the relationship a perfect secret, of course. It's just a party. Good times, shooting the breeze, card games. Unfortunately, there's no booze. The lounge has been set up with a buffet with food from the Floor Sixty Kitchen, and there's a cake.

The cake happens to be white, and decorated. And that celtic knot decoration may just be matching the rings. Complete accident, of course.]

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Comments

[bloodyashes]

[Of course he will.]

Exactly as you'd expect it - far less efficient.

[He rubs at his neck, which is getting to be a nervous habit whenever he talks about dying here.]

It took longer to return, and I was sore and tired when I woke up. There was a small incision on my neck, beneath the collar, that bled briefly when I woke up but has since healed normally. Overall, it felt more like the body had been repaired and recycled, rather than having been given an outright new one.

[sarcasmancer]

[Repaired and recycled... If that's an accurate assessment, then that implies that dying in a complete enough way--say, getting crushed to death, or melting on the volcano floor--will prevent one from getting resurrected. It also implies that enough deaths will eventually wear down the body, leading one to permanent death.

Of course, given how close the countdown is to its end, it probably won't affect anything in time for that to be an issue, which is one of the reasons why Jade only says:]

Interesting.

Thank you for the information, Asch.

[And the fonist resumes eating, because it would be a shame to let this fried chocobo get cold.]