Quickencon: The Roleplay

[Gaston Marceau]

Etienne follows Luana's lead in not using too many real names at the moment...seems prudent for all concerned. "The old man and the boy scout are here somewhere, from what I understand. I think they're still trying to decide what to make of all this."

He grins. "I'm personally not sure how good of an idea it was to come to this thing, but I figured it was at least worth a look around." That and to imagine what kind of Quickening a small briefcase nuke set off to vaporize the building and all the Immortals inside would create...thoughts for a more evil mind, perhaps.

"I have to admit it might be useful to get us all together for an informational standpoint, but it would probably be smarter to stage the thing on holy ground."  

[Immortal Ghost]

How to prove that Luana had been maybe hanging around to often, there wasn't even a pause in her mind who fell under the nick-names he used, and she had to smile. She hadn't seen them, at least not to her knowledge, with some of the costumed people, and as many immortals as there were, it was impossible to tell really.

"I'm still trying to decide about this thing, so I can understand their hesitance." It was all very weird, public acknowledgment in a way, that part she didn't like.

Still had to smile at his last words, "Can you imagine a meeting on holy ground though? Where would work without being too morbid or disturbing? Imagine a buffet table in a graveyard and everyone wearing nametags." Though was possibly amusing to mentally picture she still shook her head, "Besides would be no way to contact people safely to meet up."

Maybe she was putting too much thought into it, didn't matter, Luana didn't have contact with other immortals very often, and she liked to keep it that way. "Is anyone suppose to be meeting you up here?"  

[Gaston Marceau]

Etienne laughs a bit. "Doesn't have to be a graveyard, per se...we could just rent out a cathedral and pretend we're a new church trying to elect our own pope. Immortals have done more blasphemous things in the past, I'm sure."

The question, however, causes him to look around. "I was looking for the old man, actually...got a message saying he was around here. Maybe I should take to calling him 'my old pappy' again...that used to rile him up a bit..."

Not that Luana has likely heard the story about his and Methos' days as Bret and Bart Maverick, but Etienne has the sudden thought that Luana does bear a striking resemblance to Annabelle in that gown...  

[Kratos Krisna]

"Do you want to get some food while we discuss this?" the inexperienced Greta asked Valka.  

[Immortal Methos]

[[OOC: Sorry I've been a way. It's been a hell of a few months. Can I get a synopsis of this thing? I've gotten a bit lost in the plot. Gaston, I know I'm meeting you on the mezzanine...]]  

[Immortal Ghost]

((Erm, plot? I know Methos was meeting Gaston, my girl Luana ended up going to the same point to escape the press of people, and her and Gaston are talking on the mezzanine at current moment, that's all I'm aware of last point I responded))