05-27-2018, 08:05 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]After having gone so long since the last meeting, Paper had begun to wonder if he would be free of the parrot’s shrieking forever.
Sadly, he reflected as the familiar screech split through the air (and his one working eardrum), that was not meant to be. With a low groan, the jackal rolled out from under the shade of the trees, got to his feet, and padded towards the Deep Sea Dome. Meetings were important, to be sure, but there were better ways to announce them than... this.
Entering the dome, Paper seated himself beside Argus and watched Pincher as he began. New people- he’d heard about Greed, but had yet to meet the others- and weekly tasks, those were always important. All of the promotees deserved it, they hauled their weight and then some. It was a shame to hear about Guru and Georgie, but in Georgie’s case, he was largely just glad that no one had actually gotten hurt.
Neither voodoo nor nursing was his field of expertise, but at least they would have actual medics. The Ascendants’ leader, he didn’t know enough about to care about, though he did snicker lightly at the suggestion that the death resulted from their change to neutral status. And, as was to be expected given the relative influx of new faces, there was a meet and greet the next day.
”Congratulations to you guys,” he chimed in, glancing over at the newly-promoted members. To Caesar, he added, ”And yes, drink it.”
Sadly, he reflected as the familiar screech split through the air (and his one working eardrum), that was not meant to be. With a low groan, the jackal rolled out from under the shade of the trees, got to his feet, and padded towards the Deep Sea Dome. Meetings were important, to be sure, but there were better ways to announce them than... this.
Entering the dome, Paper seated himself beside Argus and watched Pincher as he began. New people- he’d heard about Greed, but had yet to meet the others- and weekly tasks, those were always important. All of the promotees deserved it, they hauled their weight and then some. It was a shame to hear about Guru and Georgie, but in Georgie’s case, he was largely just glad that no one had actually gotten hurt.
Neither voodoo nor nursing was his field of expertise, but at least they would have actual medics. The Ascendants’ leader, he didn’t know enough about to care about, though he did snicker lightly at the suggestion that the death resulted from their change to neutral status. And, as was to be expected given the relative influx of new faces, there was a meet and greet the next day.
”Congratulations to you guys,” he chimed in, glancing over at the newly-promoted members. To Caesar, he added, ”And yes, drink it.”
[font=trebuchet ms]some weirdo