.: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

[trashtier]

[Though he's taking a protective stance over his brother, Levi looks more like a cornered animal than anything. As such he's trembling as Michel approaches, but still ready to fight back if need be.

Fortunately, he doesn't need to, and he lets out a tiny sigh.]

Y-Yeah... We'll go. You don't need to use up your healing items, though. I've, um...I've got some.

[What a huge mess.]

[userunfriendly]

[ Michel's arctic expression thaws at least a few degrees. He's furious... but not without a little sympathy, or perhaps pity. His chest rises and falls in a quiet sigh of his own. ]

Wait. Is this the first time this has happened?

[ A huge mess is right. ]

[trashtier]

[He nods weakly, sneaking a glance at Barrett.]

Y-Yeah. I've seen him get mad before, but not...like this.

[userunfriendly]

Everyone has the capacity to lose their cool.

[ But not like that. For most. ]

You said you understood why he was angry. Perhaps [ very conditional perhaps ] it would help if you could explain that to the rest of us.

[trashtier]

[...]

I mean...Lily's been there for us through some really rough times. He's kinda like family, in a way. And you guys have spent this whole meeting dragging his name through the mud and accusing him of awful things. If he's responsible, then what are we supposed to think of all the time we've spent with him?

[His gaze drifts downward, still defeated.]

I'm not trying to excuse Barrett getting carried away, but...I think that's where he's coming from.

[userunfriendly]

[ Michel's brow furrows; with the way his face is, no one could be blamed for finding it ambiguous whether the expression is anger or confusion. ]

Lily admitted, himself, to creating the memories in the mirrors. Whatever his intentions may have been... there's no denying that people were hurt by that. Your own relationship with him has no bearing on his actions as a whole.

[ That's even allowing for such a straightforward concept of family. Believing that they wouldn't hurt their own... Michel shakes his head briefly. ]

...I appreciate the explanation.