.:A Brief Interlude:.

[ganymed]

Who: Ganymede and people.
What: It's a meeting.
Where: Mac Anu, Ganymede's McMansion.
When: 10/12
Warnings: Nothing yet.
MAC ANU ~ GANYMEDE'S MCMANSION



The everpresent afternoon sunset hangs, echoing picturesque across the glass windows apparent at each spot within the large building. In a large room full of tables and what not are heaps of various cuisine settled here or there. Seafood, pastas, drinks, the like; Mediterranean style so if nobody likes that...gomen.

Ganymede has made it clear that he prefers people to be here in order to get themselves together. Sorted, somehow. They're all acting with a sort of independence he seems disinterested in disturbing, but he wants the prospect of potential solutions to be floated along.

If someone has new information they can share, well, it is encouraged. If not, he hopes that they will at least participate in some way.

It now begins.

 

(( OOC Note: People will not be attacked by monsters once within the McMansion, including pool area. ))

Comments

[tablescraps]

( Hm........

The gears turn. Slowly, languidly, he pushes himself up.

Verbally: )

Have you met him in person?

If yes, are you sure the person you met is really him?

If yes, why would he scrub all information about himself save an ambiguous obituary date?

[selfconcept]

I work remotely. I don't live in Japan.

[ That said. ]

... Isn't it weirder that somebody would be using his identity and that his traces are everywhere in this game?

But assuming it's true...

[ He glances over at a certain someone. ]

[insinning]

[This is something important actually ]

Hien, are you able to say his name?

[selfconcept]

Hm? Yeah.

[ Take my red text. ]

My boss is the Head of Production--Harald Hoerwick. I don't think it's hard to say, even for me.

[ He thinks that's where the problem lies in regarding "able to say his name". ]

[insinning]

But some people can't say Harald Hoerwick here.

[ Looking around at people. Blue text Speculation anyone?]

Like they've been cursed, apparently.

[selfconcept]

Hm?

[ Why should there be no reason to say his boss's name when he's part of a project that everyone is involved in? ]

Such as?

[insinning]

I don't know who yet, but Oriade spoke to them.

[Hmmm]

Maybe they're here too.

1/?

[selfconcept]

[ Hm. Okay. Hien's gaze drifts over to where Oria is. ]

Wait here.

[ And Hien goes. ]

[dissimulative]

[ Wha--why does the head admin want to talk to him all of a sudden?! Go away? Shoo?? He doesn't like you!! Go away!! AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ]

3/3

[selfconcept]

[ Hien returns. He bullied Oria a little, but it's fine. No Oriades were physically harmed in the process. He seems like... he had a little fun? Don't mind it. ]

He meant Makoto.

[ Though he doesn't seem that surprised. ]

Is that the only person you had in mind, Vogel?

[insinning]

Oh, that makes sense. They seem like good friends.

[LOOKING AT ORIA IN CONCERN. Sorry boifuran]

...actually, I was thinking. What if these were people who were all contacted by the glitch? But that doesn't make sense because Mithrun and I can say the name just fine.

[selfconcept]

Then perhaps all apples are fruits, but not all fruits are apples.

[ Hopefully, Sinclair understands. ]

Then why don't you try getting the other people to say the name as well? The ones who were involved in the glitch.

[insinning]

Mm. I think I will.

[IF THEY'RE ALL HERE...looks around the room. Guess he'll start with---]

[dissimulative]

[ Oria is able to say "Harald Hoerwick" without issue! ]

[tablescraps]

( ? )

... Harald Hoerwick.

( He says it with ease!

But then he clicks his tongue, tail flicking, agitated. He presses a palm to his head, sucking in a breath. )

... What... are you looking for...?

[gluttoning]

[Hello again.]

Harald Hoerwick.

[He frowns slightly, eyes tracing the ground in thought, and then closing with a deep, pained tension to his brow.]

[legendofthelion]

[Dehya is here, if a bit mystified by the question.]

Harald Hoerwick. Why?

[ganymed]

Harald Hoerwick.

[ Ganymede says like the name is a poison ]

[worldbent]

[Minding his business but looking extremely annoyed for some reason...??]

[selfconcept]

[ ................. is he gonna get punished the next time they're alone ]

[worldbent]

[The true punishment is not knowing when it comes.]

[insinning]

[SORRY MAKOTO...He feels the need to say that for some reason]

[worldbent]

[Don't be sorry for him, be sorry for everyone else...!]

[tablescraps]

... CC Corp probably has some motive. Besides... I found information about him in the States. Though he could've moved to Japan, I guess.

( Tries to follow his gaze... i'll be out but pretend mithrun is around for the rest of this )

[selfconcept]

[ Hien's "gaze" is towards a group of people who are talking about data draining, but then he looks back at Mithrun. ]

Unlike some people, I don't look up information on my higherups.

[ Mostly because he can't be bothered to do it, but. ]

But this is news to me, that I've been working under a dead person all along.