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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 1, 2013 22:09:44 GMT -8
They relented! They offloaded tasers and batons onto the table with the guns. Seth- "Great. Lead the way, fellas." This was it! They were headed out of Patti's POV, and hopefully going to end up on a side of the building where Joe could still see them. To the nervous among them, it felt like walking into a maximum security prison...Graham led them through the stairwell. Graham- "Alright, so these are the only stairs you're gonna be allowed to use here, and only with us in company. If we see someone, don't talk to them. Keep your head straight and we'll get in to see Edgar quick enough."
Seth- "Sure... Just Edgar then? I heard he has some second in command types."
Graham- "Huh. Like Joss? Yeah, she'll probably be there."
Thomas- "Why you askin' so many questions? Who the fuck are you anyhow?"
Seth- "Oh don't mind me, just curious. I'm the leader at 403, Seth. Me and Jalil and Edgar, it's kind of a UN meeting! "
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Post by Gillsing on May 1, 2013 23:59:15 GMT -8
A UN meeting where Pan-Pac was apparently set on being the 'oppressive regime'. The situation did not look good. If it was so important that they didn't speak to anyone, why go through all this trouble? Surely it would've been easier for Edgar to come down? Unless he was hurt. But apparently not so badly that he'd want to cancel the meeting?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 2, 2013 1:21:46 GMT -8
They came to a room on the eighth floor. Graham knocked first, then entered. Everyone filed in. Glorious sunshine spilled in and they knew Joe's sniper position would be useless. Edgar was sitting on the edge of the bed, with Joss draped around him. They smelled a wee bit janky. Otherwise, the room seemed as close to an earthly paradise as the 403 people had seen in a long time. The sheets! So clean! Edgar- "J-Jalil? Oh, it's good to see you again, man."
Jalil- "Right back, man. This is Seth - president of the 403."
Seth- "Delighted. Excellent digs you got here."
Edgar- "I know, I ... This is good, yeah, to meet because we needed to... But it's too intense..." Everybody got into the room, all four cops came in as well, and they shut the door behind them. They took strategic positions in the room and let the 403 crew get close to Edgar. Joss massaged Edgar, trying to sooth him. She spoke to a cop. Joss- "Get the ganj from the nightstand. The rollies."
Buday- "OK. Here." She started passing out marijuana cigarettes to the visitors.
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Post by Gillsing on May 2, 2013 6:00:00 GMT -8
Instead of accepting the offered cigarette, Ben shook his head held up a hand in an effort to politely decline the generous offer. It was probably a terrible faux pas in diplomatic missions, but he'd never smoked before, and didn't feel that this was the time or the place for a first time.
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Post by Dr. Jar on May 2, 2013 10:00:18 GMT -8
"No thank you." As it neared him, he did his best not to make a face at it, and instead formed something like a forced smile of politeness. This man was definitely the head honcho here. He didn't feel particularly alarmed by his appearance but there was something off about this whole meeting. But who knows, Jalil was relaxed enough around them. He tried to relax but the tenseness of his muscles made his neck hurt, increasing his irritability.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 2, 2013 13:50:32 GMT -8
Davin- "No offense, but this is... Let's just say I'm not into it."
Edgar- "I won't talk to anyone that isn't on my level man. It's just too intense." Did Davin's eyeballs bulge angrily? It was hard to tell. Joss glowered at the guys that refused, but didn't say anything. Apparently, though, Seth & Jalil were feeling more diplomatic. Jalil- "It's cool,man." He lit his and offered his lighter to Seth. Seth- "The peace pipe huh? Eh-- Okay, why not. Fancy stuff huh?"
He lit up. Seth- "So are we gonna get some Cheetos?"
Seth- "I'm just playin'. But for real. If you got something other than Snickers, that'd be great."
Edgar- "OK, it's just, I can't think is all... Give me a... moment." This guy was clearly a maintenance smoker, minimum. He hotboxed a joint, and did that weird thing where you intentionally cough to make it have a stronger effect, like Method Man.
((If your dude feels like saying something, do so, though it seems Edgar doesn't want to talk to anyone without a joint. Just describe their feelings and non-verbal actions, otherwise.))
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Post by Dr. Jar on May 2, 2013 16:48:52 GMT -8
Ashley has nothing to say, but his face twitches, possibly in anger, and his teeth make a quiet grinding noise. His expression as a whole, however, is neither sunnier nor more angry than it was to begin with. He waits and listens to the others, it was best that he kept his mouth shut overall anyhow. The smell was terrible. He coughed quietly.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 2, 2013 16:59:44 GMT -8
The cops looked on creepily. Joss said something quietly to Buday and he left the room. Davin- "That guy better not be going for the guns, bec-"
Joss- "Sh-Sh-Sh-Sh-Shhh, Edgar needs peace. Everyone just be quiet for a minute." It was a long-ass, weird minute. Seth, Edgar, Joss, and Jalil were smoking dope in front of a bunch of angry-looking cops. Finally... Edgar- "OK, I feel better. But let's start with something nice to talk about. Nothing too heavy, OK?"
Seth- "Sure how about... what are the folks like around here? Seems like you're a tight bunch."
Edgar- "Oh, they're a bunch of sweethearts. We're all doing our best to keep it together. How about you?"
Davin- "Our guys are-"
Joss- "Tsst! He said he'd only talk to someone on his level."
Davin- "Jesus H. Chris-"
Joss- "No negativity! Edgar needs peace!" Davin shut up, turning to face away and avoid making things worse with his expression. As he did, the cops jumped a little and reflexively reached for their belts. He made a peaceful palms-down gesture and tried to center himself.
Edgar- "mm... What about you guys? ..."
Seth- "...You know, we got all kinds of people but we get along real well. Had a fun party last night with some of Jalil's crew. Pretty cool... Oh yeah we got a weed farm on the roof, hear it's pretty good, gotta grow a lot while it's still summer. Where you get this stuff?" Seth tried to stay real casual and relaxed, despite the menace of the angry cops. He had some practice dealing with coked out coworkers pre-ZP. Edgar- "Family secret, haha. How are you, Jalil?"
Jalil- "I'm startin' to feel this stuff. Nice, Edgar."
Edgar- "Thank you. Hey, you guys should relax more. It's a big bed." Edgar and Joss gestured for the other presidents to sit on the bed with them, and as Jalil settled down, Joss started to massage him. Davin & the rest looked on in intense discomfort, or looked away. Seth had a momentary look of it himself, but tossed up a front of cool detachment quickly. ((How are your guys feeling / what are they thinking now?))
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Post by Dr. Jar on May 2, 2013 17:42:57 GMT -8
Were...were they going to have an ORGY right there in front of them? He looked as if he was going to leap to the President's defense right then and there, but it was only the shadow of a moment's thoughts. His muscles jolted and suddenly he was glad he made the goons leave their shit where it was. What if the pot had something ELSE in it? Something more mind altering? What evil sex-motives did this Edgar have?!
He tried to look away and not say anything. It was odd and uncomfortable. And..and... OH GOD SETH HE HAD TO SAVE HIM...not yet. Just wait. Maybe they would still talk about important things. He looked around to see if there was anywhere they might be able to escape to in an emergency. He turned bright red in the meanwhile, and waited. He was very glad he wasn't "talking" now.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 2, 2013 18:11:07 GMT -8
Seth- "Yeah that's funny, I always wondered about the 'Pan', like Edgar Pan and PanPac. Family business right? Hahaha..."
Edgar- "Pan-Pa... Oh! Haha, no. It's the same prefix as pansexual."
Seth- "Nice!"
Joss looked at Davin, Ashley, and Ben. Joss- "You guys ready to relax yet?"
Davin- "I'm not smoking that stuff."
Joss- "That's fine. I think we can help you relax some other way." The door opened. Three scantily clad ladies came in - one of them familiar. Ladies- "*sexy sexy sexy*"
Davin- "... ... ..."
Seth- "...So do we not get Cheetos then?"
Edgar- "No, of course we can have Cheetos! Haha. I just thought, you know, it would be more chill in here if everybody's relaxed, ya know?"
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Post by Gillsing on May 2, 2013 23:02:55 GMT -8
Ben was already pretty relaxed. He was quite fine with the president doing the talking, and couldn't understand why Davin felt the urgent need to butt in. Clearly Edgar just wanted them to get used to each other before talking about anything important. Made perfect sense. Being escorted up the stairs by the cops had certainly put Ben on edge, so he welcomed the opportunity to take a moment to ease into the whole situation. And for all he knew, sitting on a bed and touching each other was perfectly normal behaviour for the really dedicated pot smokers.
But the women were a complete surprise. Ben- "Wow." How far were they going to take this?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 2, 2013 23:16:03 GMT -8
Davin- "There isn't a thing in this room right now that is helping me feel relaxed."
Joss- "I told you, Edgar isn't talking to you. Edgar needs peace."
Donati- "..." The ladies had come in with a sort of excited, but generally hopeful energy about them, but the scene made them get a nervous, and that made Edgar sad, and the cops were looking about two breaths away from rioting. Jalil- "Edgar, it's cool man, hey... How you doin' there, fella?"
Edgar- "It wasn't supposed... I can't ... O why?"
Seth- "Hey no, it's all good man. It's just.. there's only three you know? Don't want anyone to be left out, right?" The cops were standing uncomfortably close to the people they were watching, the ladies were shying away into the bathroom hallway, and stuff seemed ready to explode. But the calming words seemed to center the unstable president a little, and it didn't explode immediately. Edgar- "R-really? Uh... Oh, ha, I'm s-sorry." *shaky exhale* "OK, yeah, let me count... Glasses guy, blazer guy, squinty guy, Jalil, Seth... One short! I'm sorry."
Jalil- "It is fine, brother. We are fine."
Seth- "Yeah, it's all good man. Hey so, favorite cookie? Remember animal cookies? Mother's brand? The little pink and white ones with sprinkles... I wish they still had those."
Edgar- "*snf* Yeah... Those were great. Hey ladies."
Ladies- "Yes, Edgar?"
Edgar- "Why don't you-?" Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and a child's voice sounded in complaint.Voice Outside- "Hey! Edgar! I know you're in there! EDGAR!"
Edgar- "Oh no!" The bottom dropped out of his voice. The cops stood stock still, ready to start beating on any and all visitors. Joss stood up angrily and walked halfway to the door. Joss- "Fuck off, stupid! We're doing diplomacy in here and you're RUINING it!"
Child Voice- "Fuck you, Jocelyn, this is serious fucking business!"
Edgar- "Oh no, oh god no, I can't, no, no..."
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Post by Gillsing on May 3, 2013 0:06:45 GMT -8
"We're doing diplomacy in here and you are ruining it?" What was this? Amateur hour? Had Ben given them too much credit, and they were just pretending to know what they were doing? And Seth and Jalil pretended right back, and together they were building a house of cards that was about to come crumbling down? Ben wished he could do something, but he had no idea what was going on with the kid outside the door. He gave it his best "never mind us" shrug. Ben- "Kids, right?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 3, 2013 0:20:14 GMT -8
Officer Thomas glared at Ben like he'd gone crazy, and needed a good beating. Thomas- "Cram it, four eyes." In one part of the room, Donati was in Ashley's space. In another, Graham was on Davin. Thomas was on Ben, and Buday was in a ready stance near the bed where Edgar, Jalil, and Seth sat.
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Post by Dr. Jar on May 3, 2013 2:52:06 GMT -8
When the women entered, Ashley looked like he immediately wanted to get away, in any way possible. At that point in time, that meant spidering backwards across the wall but SO BE IT. He wondered again, erratically, if Seth needed rescuing. No...no, he was calm. Things were ca...WHAT WAS GOING ON?
The child's voice and growing tension snapped him back to attention. Why was a child ordering around the head of the enclave? Edgar seemed frightened, almost, it was strange how much meeker he sounded. Was that really a child, or some kind of monster? He held his tongue for the moment, it was too tense. Something was going to happen. He shot Davin a look, but did not say anything.
Who were they talking to?
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