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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2017 7:35 am
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Quote: Floren ChadraNight: Zero Choice: B. Bluril
At last, the project was complete! Ahead of schedule, and perfect, just as it should be. The call for all of the ground crew to meet up in the tent was not unexpected, Floren had figured they'd want to get everyone together for some sort of speech and possibly a celebration as well. After all, they'd all done a tremendous amount of work in a very short amount of time! If that didn't call for a celebration, he wasn't sure what did.
He listened as Gordin stumbled through their speech, patience dwindling quickly. Security blips? Couldn't they be any more specific? He was going to be very cross if it turned out to just be more reporters sneaking in. Once Gordin had dismissed them, Floren opted to head over to the Gamma and Delta sites to speak with Blurin instead. Perhaps they would be more specific about what was going on.
He approached the supervisor, then dipped his head in greeting. He'd wait for others to join the group before asking any questions- surely others would have the same ones, if not more that he hadn't thought of.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2017 12:13 pm
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Quote: Mihail KreiosNight: Zero Choice: A. Gordin
The ground crew operations were over before they knew it- and Mihail couldn't help but feel like they really hadn't done that much themselves. They'd helped with some of the ground work, sure, but it seemed like toward the end of the operation things kept getting finished before they could truly help out, which left them getting endlessly shuffled from launch site to launch site. It wasn't really bad, just... well, he wasn't sure what it was.
"Lo-luh-looks like we ge-get some cake." He squeezed Knetic's hand in his own, admittedly a little excited about that. Aligaa discouraged sweets. Buuut Aligaa wasn't around, now was he? Mihail's excitement fell a little as Gordin addressed the group of volunteers. Eventually his expression twisted into a frown. Security blips? Something about the way Gordin was acting made things seem a lot more serious than they were letting on.
"Hm... C--cuh-come on, let's g-go talk to Gordin." He nodded his head in the direction the supervisor had gone. "Ma-maybe after we get some ccc-cake, though." He was sure Knetic would want some first. He definitely wasn't insisting on it for his own desires, nope.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2017 5:15 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2017 6:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2017 6:49 pm
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Quote: Quella FehtanNight: Zero Choice: B
Quella crammed another piece of well-deserved cake into her ignorance chute, barely even chewing. She LOVED all this sweet stuff that the city-trolls seemed to take for granted. Plus, they were giving it away as a celebration of all the amazing work she'd done! Maybe she was a little sweaty and smelled a bit, but she'd had the time of her life being the best at all the dig sites.
A squeaking microphone broke through her almost chewing, and caught the blueblood with another peice a little more than halfway to her face. She glanced at the redblood who made a short speech about security blips or some such nonsense, but she kept chewing. This cake was her reward. She'd just barely swallowed as trolls began to filter into two groups.
It sounded like there was some kind of commotion happening in the gamma/delta group, so she naturally gravitated towards that side. Looked like those two tealbloods before were causing a ruckus! Trolls after Quella's heart. Masoal looked like he truly wasn't having any fun, but it also seemed like he really wanted to prove how tough he was by getting into it with a greenblood. She remembered bumping into the tealblood before, and chuckled.
Quella liked his style.
"Don't mind me" she said, crossing over to the altercation and waving at him and Emolia. She gave them a little wink as well, just to annoy the tealblood even more. "I'm just here for the cake! Feel free to carry on!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2017 6:56 pm
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Quote: Floren ChadraNight: Zero Choice: B. Bluril
Floren had actually zoned out a little, just listening to the crowd of trolls around him talk, and thus didn't see Masoal (and then Emiola) until it was too late. He stumbled to the side, blinking in alarm as he looked around to see what - or who - had just bumped into him. "Ah-" Two tealbloods, both seemed confused. He decided not to press the matter of the rudeness of being bumped into. He could be the better troll. "There is a party, you're just not in it right now." He pointed back at the tent, "all the party supplies are in there." Hadn't they... seen it? He narrowed his eyes. "Did you miss the announcement? There's security breaches and we are supposed to help with keeping watch now. Well, we can have cake first, I think." Judging by the fact that some other trolls had cake, they certainly seemed to be allowed to have it first.
"Ah, forgive my manners," a pointed stare at Masoal accented the word, "I'm Floren. What are your names?" His attention was drawn away when a blueblood passed through, waving at the two tealbloods - a friend? Must be. She seemed to be loaded up with cake. "If you want I could show you where it is?" Just in case they were... lost, or something. Not that the tent was hard to spot, but when one could lend assistance, one should always do so.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2017 7:16 pm
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Selune Maidaz Lunara Zediam Points: 0 Inventory: Path B => The cake was good! Selune loved cake, and this was far better than the stuff she had managed to make in the swamp. The swamp was not exactly the best environment for crafting baked goods, and it sure as fluff made sure Selune knew it. She had saved up to buy flour once, and the whole thing had turned into a brick what all the humidity the swamp had.
Selune groaned as Quella ran off. Well, that was the end of that totally mutual discussion on where they should go, what they should do, and the fact that they should think things out and plan ahead...
Selune timidly joined Quella as she rammed herself into a group of kids. The greenblood hesitated on the edge of the circle, not really 100% on forcing her way through. Instead she reached out a hand and pulled at Quella's tunic. "Quella," She said quietly with a frown. "You uh, you dropped your napkin." She said lamely. She didnt want to just outright admit that she wanted to stay in a group with the blueblood longer. Besides, the troll did have cake all over her mouth.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2017 7:22 pm
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Choice B
Right when they were gonna have a good good wrap-up party, (!!!) after so much stress working, stealing, and other stuff, this had to happen... Wander admittedly was a little disappointed. Mostly anxious, pretty scared, but also bummed. They couldn't even have some cake before heading out...?
Security breaches sounded serious. Did they catch onto the rebel activity? Maybe not, since they were expecting literal children to deal with the issue. And even if it was, there were plenty of rebels here to cover their tracks during this little kerfuffle.
"Hmmmm..." If Poe didn't seem upset, maybe there wasn't anything to worry about. Wander clung to his sleeve. "O-okay."
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2017 7:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2017 7:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2017 7:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2017 7:54 pm
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Tsarzi Ameroc Day 0 Path: B, Bluril
Tsarzi headed for the main ground operations tent with the other volunteers, taking the chance to stretch a bit and crack her neck while she was at it. That was it then, all the sites were complete, tied of in a neat tidy fashion. A job well done, though they wouldn’t not see fruits for their efforts for a bit at least. She would need to keep up with the news for a bit to find out what became of their efforts here.
Tsarzi was feeling loose and satisfied with a job well done, and finally she was ready to take a break. Get a bottle of water, find somewhere quiet to mull over her thoughts, do some meditation. Maybe there was enough time left before dawn to head over to the Lightseekers Settlement to work on that. Lupos likely wouldn’t endorse that course of action, unfortunately, and she wasn’t going to get far if he was intent on keeping her in place.
Tsarzi shelved the thoughts when she arrived at the party, so to speak, considering the spread of sweets. Very sugary. She took a swipe of frosting on her finger to test it and immediately found it near unpalatable. Very sweet, too sweet. Manufactured kind of sweet. It could be stomached at times, but it didn’t not sit well in her mouth right then. She wiped her hand clean on her hip wrap and circled the tables, looking for some indication of if there was a confection free of the near poisonous levels of sugar the first had had. Her search was interrupted when it seems some concerns from upper management were being brought to light.
She listened intently, rolling the concerns around in her head. Odd, breaches in security sounded rather dire, and yet they presented this as a rather low key concern. Was it to keep them calm? Yes they were asking volunteers to assist, many of whom were children. They ought not be asking them to do anything too dangerous then. But this was the military they were walking about. They were being rather obtuse about what exactly these pings were. Incredibly unspecific and unhelpful.
What had been going on around there that might set military concerns off? Didn’t realize it until recently, meant this was ongoing but just came to their attention. Intrusion, reiterating that this was not of military in nature, some sort of outside party. Probably nothing, but still concerning due to its unknown nature.
Tsarzi’s eyes narrowed slightly.
She needed more information.
She’s been working Gamma and Delta sites most recently, they were the freshest in her mind, so she’d check those out. Briskly making her way to the table Bluril was at, she awaited further information.
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