audio | un: sparkler | forward-dated to the 31st

[flashystyle]

[When a voice comes over the device, its tone is stern and mildly demanding.]

I've had quite enough of all this doom and gloom.

We are having a meeting. The Thesa Station, before the latest patch of unfortunate souls join us. I'm preparing a room for all of us, and by the bloody Maker you all are going to join me. Bring something to write with, because I will implore you to take notes. If you can't make it, I'll just assume you'll listen to my soothing voice over these devices anyway.

[With a click, it almost ends there—but Dorian quickly resumes the stream.]

... Also, if anyone with the strength to lift a few kegs, chairs, and other heavy objects would join me beforehand, I'd greatly appreciate it. Also, perhaps, someone who can work a stove. And... also someone with more technical know-how than I—I am quite necessary in this equation, rest assured, but it would make things much easier. Cheers.

[And, finally, it ends there.]

Comments

[flashystyle]

Yes. There's going to be dancers, and my name in lights. And dozens of those balloon things with my face on them.

[Dorian waits patiently—or perhaps a better way of putting it is that he excuses waiting as an excuse to do nothing. The room is indeed large, as one circular table with eight chairs hardly takes up any space, and indeed empty, as it's the only thing there besides a projector lying atop it.

He's broken a sweat from doing them already, though. Allow him a moment of scrolling through the other responses before he looks up.]

Oh! Wonderful timing, I was about to fetch more. [he says, you know, like a liar.] I don't believe I caught your name.

idk man, dorian's hot enough he may as well be on fire all the time

[catfident]

[ Why u gotta like like this

But it's fine, it's not like she cares either way as she waltzes through the doorway to inspect the room and its occupant. It's certainly a very large room, he was right about that, and the size seems to dwarf her petite five foot frame all the more. ]

Yoruichi, though I've been called many things in my life. [ She turns her attention away from the room and towards the gracious host. ] Dorian, was it?

[ She vaguely remembers his face from the broadcast featuring their dear friends Richie and Yusuke (and Red who she hasn't met). ]

damn.... u right.....

[flashystyle]

[Oh, she's tiny. Dorian slowly puts his phone away and looks her over, brows knitted with the obvious question of how is this going to happen etched all over his face.]

Dorian Pavus, yes. Does my reputation precede me? I've always wanted to be a local celebrity, sign pictures.

u know it

[catfident]

Your friend Richie speaks highly of you.

[ Actually she's pretty sure calling someone a nerd is far from high praise in any social circle, but minor details. Anyway, she'd come here for a reason, it would be rude of her to slack on that duty. She pokes the nearest chair, curious. ]

Where are you getting these from?