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.:A Brief Interlude:.
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. ))
What: It's a meeting.
Where: Mac Anu, Ganymede's McMansion.
When: 10/12
Warnings: Nothing yet.
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.
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... Maybe. My head feels clearer with other people around.
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I can carry you around for a little? It would be bad if you missed out on things like this.
[You can't snoop if you're pretending to be a worm baking in the sun.]
no subject
... Yes. I was trying to listen, but...
( His motive for being here is kind of abstract, so it's kind of hard to use the desire runoff to actually maintain operation... He's trying, though...!
He glances vaguely about the room, before his gaze returns to Barrett. )
... A lot's been going on. ( In Fragment, in general. ) I barely noticed.
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Then let's get you places you can listen better.
[Up they go into a bridal carry, fairly easy with how small Mithrun is. Barrett whistles for Basque, waiting for the dog to catch on that they're Going Somewhere before looking back down at Mithrun.]
Do you mean because of how you've been feeling? Or something else?
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Thinking... )
... How I've been feeling, I think. But it's been getting better. I still don't know what to do with myself, but... People help, I think. It's a weird feeling.
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You were really motivated before. Or... more motivated than this, I guess.
[He wonders if this is closer to how Mithrun had been after his accident. A little more purposeless, to an extreme extent.
How crippling it must have been.]
We'll figure it out. Okay?
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... Okay. Together.
( At least he can still smile. )