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

[fuckingguy]

[ HE'S JUST NODDING IN THE BACKGROUND ]

[specialyellthing]

You too?

[fuckingguy]

What...? Oh. No, Zinda, do not be ridiculous, I was just around for one of those times! Remember how we are in the same suite?!

[ ZINDA HE'S VERY FANCY BUT HE'S NOT THAT FANCY ]

[specialyellthing]

He did say several—-

[fuckingguy]

Obi and Dandy and maybe a third guy, I don't know, but not me. Everything else aside, he probably has a fucking crucifix on all the time! Do you have any idea how uncomfortable that would be?

[specialyellthing]

I’m guessin… very?

[fuckingguy]

Excruciating. Would be smoking all over the place.

[ which is honestly not a negative for nandor sexually but we don't need to talk about that right now ]

[specialyellthing]

[Sounds like a good time—— except even zinda’s aware this isn’t the time, so she just lets out a low whistle.]

[hotpaprika]

Oh!

[He reaches into a collar and pulls out a rosary.]

My apologies, I was wearing this in case the Count showed up. I forgot you were a vampire as well.

[fuckingguy]

Don't just whip it out!

[hotpaprika]

My deepest apologies, Nandor!

[He quickly tucks it back in.]

[fuckingguy]

Oh—! Well, thank you for that, but the point stands!

[specialyellthing]

You heard him, Champ.

No sleepin with Big Guy.

[hotpaprika]

[He looks absolutely flustered at that.]

I had no intentions to!

[He doesn't want to fuck Nandor!]

[specialyellthing]

[THIS IS WHY SHE HAD TO REMIND EVERYONE.]