VACANT OFFICES

[Dr. Jar]

"You aren't angry at me, are you Patti?" He asks, as that might be the final blow for him right now.

Brett is unavailable in Vacayistan, so... Patti says she isn't mad, but sees the necessity of the mission, and goes with Joe.

[∆§Indea§∆]

EDIT - About this time, things started to bust up a bit more. Some people followed Patti and Joe to the front door, others broke into private conversations. Alex was the drunkest 403er and people gave him a wide berth, except, as usual, the home boy.



Micah was seriously relieved that Joe offered him and Patti. Go back with Ash... in the dark? They barely got on when there wasn't danger lurking about every corner. Fuck that. The guy looked like he'd just lost a fight with a tanning booth.

Micah moved to where Alex was doing his best dark spiderman impression.

"It'll be fucking fine Alex. It's no big deal, if Kat really fucking cares, she'll come round. Plenty of fish in the apocalyptic sea. Do you want to talk about it or some shit?"

[DKender]

"I'm just really drunk and hungry right now."

He sighed.

"It's disappointing. I want an easy way to make things better. The spell - it kinda seemed - well, I just had faith. And it's been forever since Chelsea broke up with me, sooooo ... man, I must be an annoying jackass. Even Kenny got some tonight. And don't think I haven't guessed that you and Brian hooked up. Which is hilarious, by the way, and when I'm in a better mood, I have, like, a million jokes about dancers and your hand."

He also felt guilty about being fussy at his dad Ashley. But Alex was too drunk and hungry to admit it.

[∆§Indea§∆]

Micah looked embarrassed, he'd thought he had played it cooler than that. Perhaps Alex was a little less fucking naïve than Micah had thought. Urgh the jokes would never ever end. Maybe Alex would forget through his drunken stupor? You never know, right?

He went a little redder when he remembered where they were.

“ Huh what's my hand got to do it? You leave my fucking hand out of this. Haha it's kinda fucking funny, for once you're totally more fucking wasted than me.”

[DKender]

"Today I learned that rum is lots stronger than wine. Hey. Hey Micah."



"Didn't know you had a thing for dancers. Well. Good. It's a blessing. He can teach you sweet moves. Waltz, budoh, the h ... *haha snerk* horiz ... *Hahaha* horiz ... *HahaHA* Oh God, just a second, I'm dying here ..."

He took a deep breath, calmed down ...

"HORIZONTAL MAMBO! AAAAAHAHAHA!"

[∆§Indea§∆]

"Fuck off! How much did you drink? Ugh! At least I wasn't flirting with some teenybopper tonight. How old was she? Thirteen? Did you learn about the fucking difference between Miley and the Montana chick?"

((Sorry, there's serious business going down right now, nammit! ))

[DKender]

"Our relationship is platonic! No kissing happened. And I drank a HELL of a lot because hungry Alex does not think about consequences so very well ish." He smiled. "Good to see you still have ONE use for that hand."

He was feeling better already ... good job, Micah!

((Yes, it is so very important, this business))

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

In a central area of the 2nd floor, just a few people milled about, cutting in and out of conversations. Seth and Brian were mostly talking alone.

Brian-
"Jordan's definitely coming over tonight. I wouldn't worry about it."


Seth-
"Mm, I guess so. This day has been really weird. I feel bad about wrecking up the joint. So, what was the magic going to do exactly?"


Brian-
"Don't feel bad. I was disappointed you hadn't come with those guys this morning, and here you are! Plus, like, we are sooo easy going. It won't be a problem."

He didn't answer the question exactly, but his stomach did, making a sad hungry noise. He looked embarrassed.

Seth-
"That's right, you guys said before, it was hard to find food around here... Hey you should have this, doc's always on my case to eat more but I'll gag if I have to eat another one of these."

He pulled an only half-melted Snickers bar out of his shirt pocket and handed it to Brian.

Brian-
"No thanks. It'll just feel a bit worse at this point."


Seth-
"Hm? Oh yeah, like that whole thing where it'll just irritate your stomach. That sucks... Hey we should bring some food over here next time. Or you could come over and have a meal with us."


Brian-
"I guess..."

It was a sad weird moment. The kid went from doing his peppy hero worship thing to some kind of heartbroken state in a moment and didn't seem to be bouncing back quick.

The door downstairs opened and feet slowly climbed the stairs. A short person came into the room on beat-up sneakers.

Danielle-
"Heya. The president figures it's time to meet the president. Come with?"


Seth-
"Sure thing."

He turned around to pat Brian on the back of the arm friendfully.

Seth-
"Hey kid, I'll be back and maybe we can talk about something fun.


Brian-
"That would be swell."

He followed Danielle downstairs.

Danielle-
"So, there's a lot of rules for meeting with the president. You have to tie your shoelaces together, and never bring your head above the level of his nipples. Also take off your shirt."


Seth-
"Wh--"


Seth-
"Now this is how people end up thinking you guys are trying to do some kind of sex ritual. I guess they just don't know how to take a joke, amirite? Ha-ha!"


Danielle-
"... When we get there, he'll have his shirt on, but you can guess where his nipples are if you think about a cool Greek statue, because he's built like Adonis."


Seth-
"Umm okay, you know I'm gonna be disappointed if he isn't!"


Danielle-
"Teehee... We'll see!"

They got to an office on the first floor. A big halogen flashlight pointed at the ceiling colored the room a dull grey-green, from its perch on the desk. Jordan was sitting in an office chair and gestured for Seth and Danielle to do the same.

Jordan-
"Welcome to the jungle, as they say."

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

Seth-
"Hi, Jordan was it? I'm Seth, pleased. Sorry we broke up the party, it was entirely unintentional."


Jordan-
"I'm Jordan, very pleased to meet you Seth, and I do believe you. You know, when 403 is mentioned around here, it's a lot of 'president Snake', so your proper name may take some getting used to, haha."


Seth-
"Haha yeah, that's pretty funny. Brian must have passed that one along. "


Seth-
"So I think I got things straight, but I don't really know much about magic. It sounded like it was in effort to help the people here, but is there some other way we could help you as well? I know we have a lot where we're from, so we should share with our neighbors. What do you think?"

He grew pensive for a moment and leaned back. He spoke quietly, but it was a quiet world, and easy to hear him.

Jordan-
"I don't know. It's good to be independent, but we're in a bad way. Real bad. The doctor is on my case about it all the time... The health spell would have worked. Alex had something special to give, and was into it... I guess it's hard to shake off your hang-ups though."


Seth-
"Oh for sure, I'm never one to advocate for prudishness.. um, but yeah, people have their boundaries. Well I'd really like to work something out. I'd need to check in with my council for any major decisions, but I'm certain we'd be amenable to providing whatever aide you could use. Is it just the food situation, or something else?"


Danielle-
"Whatcha gettin' at, mister?"


Jordan-
"Easy now, Dani! Haha. Really, we're getting a little tense, but it's about the food, I'm sure of it. We used to get along so well!"


Seth-
"Oh gosh, I didn't mean to imply anything about that. I just wondered about the facilities. Do you think this place is adequate for your needs?"


Jordan-
"I admit, probably not. Moving is an intimidating prospect, though. And it would be harder to feel safe in a new place, these days... I don't know."


Seth-
"Hm, well... I shouldn't get ahead of myself, but I'm sure we can work something out..."


Jordan-
"I feel like I'm imposing, but it's a desperate situation. Get ahead of yourself!"


Seth-
"Oh it's no imposition at all, we're all in this together, right? Well, like I said, I'd have to check with my council before it could be official but... We have a second, mostly empty building near ours. We have part of our group over there but there's plenty of room, I'm sure everyone here could fit comfortably."


Both-
"HmMMmm...."


Jordan-
"Would we be abdicating our self-rule then? What sort of rules would we live under?"


Seth-
"Well, especially since you're in the other building, self-rule should be no problem. The only rules we've enforced are for everyone to treat each other with respect, and that anyone is free to leave at any time for any reason. That rule can be depressing at times, but I think freedom is important. We could get into the nitty-gritty later, but what do you think? Are there different rules here?"


Jordan-
"Respect all faiths and creeds, that sort of thing. Sir, you are a man after my own heart. I suppose our previous professions were not so very different."



((Does this guy know something?! 'President Snake'... ))



Seth-
"Um, perhaps so! Haha..."

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

A strange deal was drawn in the dark of the night.

Seth returned upstairs after it was all said and done, and people were getting ready for bed.


((Post about your nighttime shenanigans and we'll edit them in!))

Brian was waiting for Seth when he returned.

Brian-
"Still want to talk?"


Seth-
"Sure, why not? What's new?"


Brian-
"Oh boy oh boy! I get to hang out with the famous Snake from 403!"

He led Seth to a room somewhat far from the others.

Seth-
"Haha, famous? Well, maybe the 403 but I don't know about me."


Brian-
"Yeah, you! Your guys killed like a million zombies and stuff, everybody knows about it!"


Seth-
"Well, we do what we can! It's nice to know we're appreciated. It's so interesting to see how different people live around here. We were just at this totally crazy place this morning. I couldn't believe it... It was like some kind of hedonist's shangri-la. But it sucked too... the guy who runs that place is a total nutter."


Brian-
"Wow, huh, tell me all about it!"

Seth recounted the colorful tale of weed smoking, cop punching and jumping on beds.

Seth-
"Yeah and that one guy was a total homophobe! It felt really good to smash that lamp over his head. I'm totally against violence among humans, we're all in it together and whatnot, but still! That super pissed me off, and I don't get pissed off easily."


Brian-
"...So... Cool! How could you ever doubt you'd be a superstar?"


Seth-
"Haha, well... you flatter me, but it was the other guys too. That Ashley up there did all that, and then ran out and somehow got his face half burned off fighting monsters, and then wanted to come here too! I just get to be the pretty face getting the accolades. But thank you, nonetheless."


Brian-
"Don't be coy! You were the one that got hit first, and you totally kicked that guy's ass. That's just awesome... I'm gonna have to try not to fall in love here."


Seth-
"Haha, oh stop! Well when I first got here I thought this place might be like that PanPac, minus the cops. That doesn't sound that bad actually... Anyhow I hear you're a real hero yourself. The knight of El Corazon!"


Brian-
"You stop! Seriously though, it's pretty fun. Most of the monsters we fight are total pushovers so I look like He-man in comparison, and everybody loves me."


Seth-
"Now see, I wasn't a power hitter in the day, I made my hay with bunting and stealing. That doesn't get you far with zombies. I do alright for myself, though. I do better with ghosts, which is nice because most people aren't into that."


Brian-
"Yeah, for sure, for sure... ... ...
     Hey Seth...?"


Seth-
"Mm-hmm?"


Brian-
"You wanna (redacted) for a bit? It'll help you go to sleep..."


Seth-
"Um..?!"


Seth-
"Oh yeah, um... that's kinda what you guys do around here, huh. Uh, no thanks..."


Brian-
"Eh... Why not?"


Seth-
"Well I'm no prude, but that's a little awkward isn't it? We kinda just met... Plus, I'm with somebody... It's very nice of you to offer though."


Brian-
"Oh... huh.... Well, I'll have to change your mind about that. You ask your guy what he'd think of opening up the relationship, and tell him what I look like, and that I'm down for whatever. I'm not saying that to be slutty. I'm just in it to win it. Does that make sense?"


Seth-
"Hm, yeah... I'll get on that."


Brian-
"Anyway, I'm just surprised you, of all people, would have a problem with that."


Seth-
"Hm? Why would you say that?"


Brian-
"No reason! None. Haha, I mean,"


Brian-
"Just because you could have any guy you want is all, so why settle?"


Seth-
"Huh, oh good, I was hoping I didn't look like a total slut or something!"


Brian-
"Haha, no... never..."

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

      What horrors awaited the unsuspecting 403?!
            GUESS WHO'S COMING TO DINNER?!!!

The next morning, people awoke to Brian, Patti, and Joe coming around, gently prodding or chatting them up. Joe and Patti had come shortly after dawn to make sure the team came home safe.

Joe-
"Wake up you sleepyheads, put on your clothes get out of bed..."

[Dr. Jar]

Ashley is painful enough he can barely move today, and limps along to get ready to leave. He's uncharacteristically quiet and looks sheepish when either Seth or Patti looks at him. Or at least as sheepish as he can look without eyebrows.

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Joe-
"Cheer up, buddy! Everything's comin' up roses, today!"

Either Joe was a morning person or he was evil. Wait. Is either of those things ever not the other?

[∆§Indea§∆]

It took Micah a few seconds to realise where he was. His back ached from the hard surface and his mouth was dry. His tummy grumbled a morning greeting... Urgh! He hoped Chantelle cooked a big fucking breakfast with a bitchload of leftovers. He grinned to himself as he remembered last night, apart from the rain of Ash and such, it'd been pretty fucking good. They'd avoided the weird Alex devirgining thing too. The poor guy needed to get laid but on his own fucking terms.

Micah looked over at him, the guy was going to feel a ton of pain from that night. Poor guy wouldn't know what fucking hit him, nope. Micah stretched hoping to rid himself of a few cricks in his neck. Oh to be back in his own fucking bed with its ridiculous size and comfy sheets.

He glanced over in Ash's direction and sniggered to himself at the lack of eyebrow and red face. It reminded him of what he told Zoe ages ago, maybe he needed to remind her soon? He wandered over to the man.


Micah-

" How's it fucking hanging Ash? Not feeling the burn too bloody much, I hope. You did a bit of a fucking social doozy last night, huh? Man, I thought I'd made a faux pas when I chundered in front of them all."

(( I have no idea of the geography of the sleeping arrangements but I'd guess Ash wouldn't sleep far from his son... I mean Alex. Feel free to change to suit the actual set up or what not.))

[Dr. Jar]

To Joe- Ashley nods, and straightens out his clothes. He was also normally a morning person, when he hadn't been braised by ghosts and battered by two cops while leaping around a room like a spider monkey.


Ashley seemed to feel a lot better..or was that grumpier, when Micah approached. Had he been younger and probably more Micah-like, he probably would have flipped him off.

For now, he grunts at him, which might possibly maybe a step above pretending he doesn't exist. He glances sourly towards the general direction of El Corizon, and then seems ready to move out.