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]

[There's a soft, insulted gasp, followed by a laugh he couldn't help if he tried.]

You go too far. I'll have you know my eyes are like diamonds.

[verflair]

[ For his own part, X'rhun's grin is evident in his tone. ]

Now who's reaching?

[flashystyle]

You, for me, longingly. I've always known, X'rhun. You don't have to be ashamed.

[verflair]

Ah, my dark secret exposed! How I have always desired to take you in my arms and whisper sweetly, longingly into your ear... my wardrobe is better than yours.