mingley mingle

[errantsong]

Who: anyone
Where: anywhere
When: Day 27, morning

[here's a mingle. you know what to do.]

Comments

[afailedmurder]

[A approaches with a notebook of his own tucked over his arm and gestures to the general area to his left]

Is this seat taken?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Obviously not if no one is sitting there.

[afailedmurder]

[Plopping on down (exactly like he would have done if the answer had been "yes")]

How are you today, Intensity?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Was doing great until about 10 seconds ago.

[In a tone that obviously means he doesn't actually care:] Yourself?

[afailedmurder]

Quite well, thank you. And much to what I assume will be your relief, I've come to talk business.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Closes and puts aside his sketchpad.

You have his full attention now]

[afailedmurder]

I have two topics of interest today. The first is the meeting with Exael. I'm sure some may disagree, but after that game I'm more convinced than ever that she's the right choice. I'm wondering, has it been decided where this will occur?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Whoever disagrees with it is a fucking idiot. We should be more worried that we missed our window with Exael than anything.

[The second question does give him pause though. No he hadn't thought that far ahead at all. Hadn't even considered it'd be an option]

Does it matter? Somewhere where fuck-ups can't get in the way.

And that's assuming they even give us a choice. I figured they'd just hold it in the Game Tower, since it's the most protected building here.

[afailedmurder]

There's an unpleasant thought.

[frowns. he hadn't considered that, but the possibility is obvious]

...We'll we need to verify that's not the case before we waste the points. We ought to demand to set the location as well, ideally spending an extra 2,000 to construct a soundproof room in one of the dorms. Perhaps they won't allow it, but we'd be fools not to try.

I don't think anyone would mind if it's in Future is Now, by the way. You could make yourself a board room.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I'm already planning on building a lab so I can request soundproofing as part of the description. The producers shouldn't throw too much of a fuss about that.

But you're missing the point, A -- we need to move faster on this rather than distract ourselves with any more stupid delays.

We're still barely over halfway to the required 10,000 points.

[afailedmurder]

...Are you serious? That's completely unacceptable. I'll talk to 99 and see where pressure needs to be applied.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

And are you going to apply that pressure yourself?

[Because if so, can Intensity watch?]

[afailedmurder]

[chuckles]

Well, I intend to take a more friendly approach, but I can be persuasive when necessary.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Oh really? Convince me then.

How are you going to make people donate to our esteemed cause?

[afailedmurder]

I think I'll start with a fundraiser. AlcheME has contributed to the economy greatly with our lives. It wouldn't hurt others to give back.

Failing that, I'm working on an inventory of potions to sell. That was the second thing I'd wanted to talk to you about today.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Are you trying to peddle your wares? That might not work very well since B insists on sticking to his garbage business model.

[afailedmurder]

B makes potions out of the kindness of his heart, for the good of everyone. I have broader interests.

[pulls two small vials out of his cloak]

Would you like to play a game?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Raises an eyebrow. Oh? Look at A. Trying so hard]

Always. As long as there's something in it for me.

[afailedmurder]

One of these is a good luck potion. The other one is truth serum. They were loose in my pocket, so even I don't know which is which.

If you drink one, I'll drink the other. It would be your choice, of course.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

... And what the fuck does a good luck potion do here? If you hadn't noticed, all our luck is godawful.

If I pick the so-called "good luck" potion, I want something more impressive than your sugar water.

[afailedmurder]

Very little. It's essentially the placebo here. As for what's in it for you, I can make more truth serum in the future and I am willing to sell it.

This part is only for fun, but I'll show you another good potion if you play along.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You know of course I'm going to fucking play along so wipe that smug grin off your face.

...

One more question before we start. Who did you really create this truth serum for?

[afailedmurder]

[Boss]

C. Can you imagine if he had to be truthful for even one minute?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

It really bothers you that you can't get a read on him, huh?

No need to be so jealous, A.

[afailedmurder]

I have a read on him. I just want to hear it from his own lips.