Meeting Time!

[hotpaprika]

[On Wednesday morning, all the suites will find another note slid under their door. It seems much less formal this time, but the handwriting is still very distinct.]

I am holding another meeting today, at 5 o'clock. I am terribly sorry for the the location this time, but it will be in the dressing rooms at the department store, as that is one of the few places I could find that we would not be watched.

I ask, however, that you don't all come in at once, because I fear that otherwise, it could catch Fontaine's attention and may add further security measures.

I will be providing refreshments, although I welcome any additional help.

J. Harker

[The dressing rooms are, obviously, a very not ideal place to hold a meeting, but Jonathan had somewhat set things up so that they could at least talk to each other, with all the curtains pulled back and one stall reserved for some cakes and sandwiches. He politely greets everyone who enters but it's clear that he's somewhat wary from the motive.

When everyone arrives, he once again addresses the group.]

Good evening. I am sure last week was an icy shock to everyone that Fontaine is not content to let us live about in harmony. However, it is vital that we do not give up hope that we can find a way out of here, because when we do, Fontaine will have already won.

[He's trying to convince himself this as much as he's trying to convince everyone else.]

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Comments

[howveryglib]

It may be for the best if there is some sort of record kept of who is paired up with who for the sake of accountability. Of course, records can be altered, ignored or destroyed, but that would simply create more evidence of the crime.

[sastruga]

Oh. Like some kind of sign-in sheet.

If we do end up putting this system into place, I could put one together no problem.

[howveryglib]

[he nods!]

That would be rather helpful, if you could.

[sastruga]

[She's already mentally compiling it as they speak.]

Of course. I'll be sure to have that ready and put it somewhere central, so buddies can sign in and out when they go out at night.

[howveryglib]

Thank you for your assistance, Mafuyu.

[hotpaprika]

Certainly! While it isn't perfect, I believe it's better than nothing.

In that case, should we pick our own partners or should they be be assigned to us?

[specialyellthing]

You already got a partner, don’t you, Champ?

[hotpaprika]

...

I do?

[He looks absolutely confused by this.]

[specialyellthing]

Yeah?

I mean, I’m just guessing, after your slumber party—-

[hotpaprika]

Oh, yes, I've slept with several men here, I suppose I could ask one of them.

[I'm begging on my hands and knees someone shut him up.]

[kninja]

[SNRPTFF--!]

[specialyellthing]

[Whipping around to look at Obi accusingly—-]

Playboy!

[inaclearing]

[COUGH]

Hey, you know how slang evolves over time?

[fuckingguy]

[ HE'S JUST NODDING IN THE BACKGROUND ]

[kninja]

It'd make sense. We've got similar sleeping schedules, don't we, Your Honor?

[howveryglib]

My first instinct is to say they should be assigned, but I believe it would be far more practical to pick your own partners, all things considered.

[daimakaicho]

No one in mind that you want to pair up with, then?

[ She agrees, she's just not saying anything because she wants to see how this plays out. ]

[howveryglib]

I would be open to pairing up with anyone, actually. Though I suppose I would extend the offer first to people who do not have any combat experience.

[he’ll tank, it’s cool.]

[dullshooter]

Is now a good time to mention how many times I failed military college?

[HE JUST

WANTS TO ANNOY HIM]

[buriedstar]

[ ... ]

What about you, noona~?

[honeyedtea]

I–if that's the case, then I'm picking Mafuyu...!

[ just jumping in before anyone else can call dibs. you know, like a straight person. ]

[prompocalypse]

[She's looking, a teasing tilt to her smile, but she doesn't say anything.]

[specialyellthing]

[Same-- for about three seconds. Zinda isn't known for her silence. She claps Penelope on the back.]

Why don't you girls make our group of three?

[sastruga]

[Oh, looks like it's already decided? Well, Mafuyu doesn't seem to have any complaints.]

Mm. That sounds good to me.

[honeyedtea]

It's settled, then!

[ She steps in a little closer to Mafuyu, as if to discourage any arguments. ]

There's no need to worry about us any further!