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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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....Nanashi...don't tell me...
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...I don't... really know which one I want right now.
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This world isn't as kind as it seems, even if most of the people are. Would you really want to stay without them? Would you want them to stay knowing they'd be miserable?
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[That part, at least, comes to him easily.]
Just... if everything I wrote on the forums is true, then...
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...I don't... think I want to go back to that...
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...but wouldn't you rather to have the choice? And, if you go back, knowing everything you do now...I think things would change. Things changed for me already.
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[3 am tylor texts honestly]
That would be a big change.
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Are there many people here who even live in Japan...?
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[ Gentle smile]
I know Tylor was living there until recently. Noir lives there still.
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Looking up.]
-Really?
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not here
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[ What the hell]
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( Noncommittal... )
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[ Frowning]
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( no desires!! jeez, sinclair!! )
But I'm not sure what there is to return to, even if I could.
( That's why he's noncommittal. There's not specifically something he wants to stay for here, exactly, but neither is there anything he wants to return to in reality. )
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[ Hm. This calm is...]
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... Who?
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It's an instant but fury flashes across Sinclair's face. Ah.
So that's what
He remembers this level of fury
It's not at Mithrun but]
...I think I know what part of your memory has been taken now. Mithrun... let's talk privately after this.
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... If you want.
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But as soon as this meeting wraps up, he's grabbing Mithrun's hand and dragging him off for a talk]
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