04-29-2018, 11:23 PM
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Idly, he wondered if he had done anything to piss Suite off recently. Sure, he'd made a few pointed comments about her and Margy's shady probable secret affair, but otherwise he usually got the impression that she actually liked him. He liked her, anyway, and he was honestly mortally betrayed that she had given him the one task she must know that he would hate with a burning passion. I mean, really? Forced socialization in the typical meet and greet? Really? She must truly hate him.
Bastille looked vaguely morose as he took his spot in the middle of the Circle, closing his eyes briefly in a desperate attempt to sooth his headache. No, of course that wouldn't do anything. Damn. After a sigh, he opened his eyes once more and called flatly, "Yo, meet and greet. New game: Introduce the person next to you and try to describe them as best as possible. I don't want any of that boring shit you usually see at mass meet and greets." Look, maybe forcing one another to actually think about the person beside them would encourage bonding. Maybe the descriptions would help newer members get to know others a little better. Whatever. Bast didn't really care
Idly, he wondered if he had done anything to piss Suite off recently. Sure, he'd made a few pointed comments about her and Margy's shady probable secret affair, but otherwise he usually got the impression that she actually liked him. He liked her, anyway, and he was honestly mortally betrayed that she had given him the one task she must know that he would hate with a burning passion. I mean, really? Forced socialization in the typical meet and greet? Really? She must truly hate him.
Bastille looked vaguely morose as he took his spot in the middle of the Circle, closing his eyes briefly in a desperate attempt to sooth his headache. No, of course that wouldn't do anything. Damn. After a sigh, he opened his eyes once more and called flatly, "Yo, meet and greet. New game: Introduce the person next to you and try to describe them as best as possible. I don't want any of that boring shit you usually see at mass meet and greets." Look, maybe forcing one another to actually think about the person beside them would encourage bonding. Maybe the descriptions would help newer members get to know others a little better. Whatever. Bast didn't really care
Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]