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interstellar55552016-03-17 10:54 pm
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To discuss, as I must
Who: Defying Atmosphere
What: Let's all be straight up about how weird things have gotten
When: March 18
Where: DA's Penthouse
Warning: disregard for tagging order probably
Greg can't remember ever trying something like this. Certainly not planning it in advance; talking about magic and the confusion inherent in their situation always comes out in hushed private conversations. Information ends up disjointed as a result, incomplete based on who thinks to ask what in their spare candid moments. It makes a confusing situation even more difficult, and sticking to that method will only make it harder on their new drummer.
It's not clear how much longer Greg can trust himself to be an honest person, or a good person. He even felt a little reluctant to call everyone together at this point--Meril ended up making sure he followed through with it. Now, with them all gathered here, there's no turning back.
"Uh. So, uh. Meril and I--we thought it'd be good for us all to talk. About, uh." Greg casts a glance over to his girlfriend, and takes a deep breath. "About magic." He shoots Reimu an anxious smile. "Because, uh, surprise! It's really... real." Did she know that yet? Things can go to hell so quickly with the memories and all, it's impossible to keep track of who knows what. Heck, does Marty know? "And, uh... hoo boy. We thought everyone should... know about, y'know. Who does what." He runs a hand through his hair. This is the worst opener ever. "Magic-wise, I mean."
This would be the part where he starts by giving an example, but, uh. He'd... rather let someone else go first.
What: Let's all be straight up about how weird things have gotten
When: March 18
Where: DA's Penthouse
Warning: disregard for tagging order probably
Greg can't remember ever trying something like this. Certainly not planning it in advance; talking about magic and the confusion inherent in their situation always comes out in hushed private conversations. Information ends up disjointed as a result, incomplete based on who thinks to ask what in their spare candid moments. It makes a confusing situation even more difficult, and sticking to that method will only make it harder on their new drummer.
It's not clear how much longer Greg can trust himself to be an honest person, or a good person. He even felt a little reluctant to call everyone together at this point--Meril ended up making sure he followed through with it. Now, with them all gathered here, there's no turning back.
"Uh. So, uh. Meril and I--we thought it'd be good for us all to talk. About, uh." Greg casts a glance over to his girlfriend, and takes a deep breath. "About magic." He shoots Reimu an anxious smile. "Because, uh, surprise! It's really... real." Did she know that yet? Things can go to hell so quickly with the memories and all, it's impossible to keep track of who knows what. Heck, does Marty know? "And, uh... hoo boy. We thought everyone should... know about, y'know. Who does what." He runs a hand through his hair. This is the worst opener ever. "Magic-wise, I mean."
This would be the part where he starts by giving an example, but, uh. He'd... rather let someone else go first.