ANNOUNCEMENT WATCH AS WE SPIT IN THE FACE OF FIRE

[Viper Bordeaux]

i drank myself to death to be the afterlife of the party

when the afterparty came, I was rolling in my grave

This whole volcano situation is seriously cutting into Viper's regular lifestyle. Viper skated by in life by doing the serious bare minimum with some extras to make himself look impressive and that was it. Viper had an agenda and this was not part of it. This week was booked, dammit! He had things to do! Iniquitous people to see behind closed doors where an exchange of goods may or may not take place. Now, he was going to have to cancel all of his business deals for the foreseeable future because... lava had rained from the sky and almost killed them all. What a stupid situation to be in. Viper had spent most of his life almost being killed and killing people who wanted him dead first. This was the least interesting thing that had happened... ever.
Viper pulled himself from his pouting over ruined plans long enough to speak up. "I can make some meals with what we do have to pass out to those who are working to clear debris." The French serval spoke up, swishing his stubby tail to draw attention to himself. If he was going to have to do something, he might as well make it something he liked doing. There wasn't any need for any perfectly crafted illicit substances or comfortable (paid in full at the time of arrival) nights to be had these days.