The Fish

[dishevelment]

Who: Anyone around Pride HQ
What: A weird fish has popped up in the lobby
When: After the South Vista Music Festival
Where: Pride HQ
Warnings: Carnies and MÄNTICORE




[It popped up one day without warning-- a little fish asking for money in order to live.

What are the folks in Pride HQ going to do?]

Comments

[magic_to_do]

I already gave it what I had in my pockets, but it's not enough!

[Enough for what? How much does a plastic fish need to swim in?]

We have to think about Mr. Fish.

[Do we?]

[wounds]

Of course we do.

[Or at least he does.]

How much more do you think it needs?

[magic_to_do]

I dunno. At least enough to swim in....

[She contemplates how much money a plastic fish would need to swim in. The answer is none. Then she shrugs.]

We should probably fill it up if we can.

[wounds]

[How much bail does MÄNTICORE need? Too much.]

I'm definitely not carrying enough to fill it.

[magic_to_do]

Hmm...


Well, give it what you have, and then we'll just go find more people.

[That's it Trucy, shake down random passersby for their loose change.]

I bet if we put together the loose change from everyone in the building we could fill ten fishbowls.

[wounds]

[It's only a few tens and ones. Most of his money is on cards after all.]

Alright, who's our next target?

[magic_to_do]

[She scans the area for likely suckers donators, and then spots a hapless employee walking by. Poor guy is just one of the techs that help out in the recording booths. Which might explain why he's so blindsided by Trucy's dramatic shout and pointing finger.]

Him! Right there! Sir, we need your help with a very important mission!

[wounds]

[Genos walks over to him, cutting off any potential escape routes he could have.]

It's a matter of life or death. You'll help, right?

[magic_to_do]

H-huh? Do you mean me?

[The poor guy doesn't even have time to be confused though, because Trucy has come around on his other side now and there really is no escape.]

Of course we mean you! And there's no time to lose. We need more change! To save the fish!

Fish?

[His first thought is that maybe she's high? He's pretty sure half these spoiled musicians are either baked or insane at any given time. He looks over at Genos for an explanation. And hopefully some sanity.]

[wounds]

See anyone else?

[He'll loop an arm around the employee's shoulder. He's not getting out of this now.]

Somebody left a defenseless fish in a donation jar. We figured it could use a little swimming change.

[And much quieter, so only this guy can hear.] We need a bail fund.

[magic_to_do]

R-right...

[He is just not even going to argue. The change is his pockets is not worth the headache that trying to get out of this will cause. He digs into his pockets and tosses a handful of coins into the bowl. Trucy beams at him.]

Thanks! Mr. Fishie really appreciates your contribution!

[wounds]

[He pats the guy on the shoulder and lets him go off.]

Have a great rest of your day.

[magic_to_do]

[He makes good on his escape while he can. Trucy flashes Genos a grin.]

Mission accomplished! Thanks for your help!

[Because the mission was to harass some poor employee out of his spare change?]

I'm gonna go see who else I can find.

[He's welcome to come along, or let her set off on her own.]

[wounds]

No problem. [He winks back.]

Have fun out there. I'll see you around. [Harassing innocent employees like that is sort of fun, but he has a guitar he needs practice on.]