005; CLOSED. and darling, i saw it all.

[norea]

Who: The present anti-CL team.
What: Meeting to discuss.
Where: Lost Society, in the library.
When: Misdi, around midnight.
Notes: plotsss. I'll have three comment sections: one for Rhade showing up early, one for the collective group (we'll have to sort out orders since there are quite a few characters), and one for separate character interactions (one on one or whatever y'all prefer). AND... we will have to copypaste in our tags from LJ, soooo.
Warnings: idk yet.

The spell that Hasibe has worked over Lost Society means that no one is going to remember they were there; service will be a bit spotty, as a result, and the waiters on hand will seem peculiarly disinterested in whomever shows up, only providing them with drinks and necessities when deliberately prodded, but that's an aspect of the magic. She partially chose this location because it's easy to find a secluded area there, and in this case, she finds a table in the library, shrugging off her white coat to rest it on the back of her chair. She is dressed in a sleek, high-collared dark-green dress that is not too flashy, in order to keep with the discretion of the venue.

The other reason she chose this place is that they don't care if you smoke indoors. So that's what she's doing, rose-flavored Black Devil cigarette in hand, sitting back in her chair as she exhales smoke toward the ceiling. She has a couple books open on the table in front of her, and nothing in the way of food, but she does have a drink. Priorities.

Comments

[bangyoudead]

This is not Laura's ideal atmosphere, and Remy knows it - hell, it isn't his, but he's done it enough times where he can fake it and seem to enjoy it without much trouble. The more people end up involved in a thing, the easier shit's going to go brilliantly wrong; but if this is going to happen, they have to be here, because they have to know exactly who is involved, in the event something does go brilliantly wrong.

Hideously fatalistic backdoor kill lists: fun for the whole family.

He glances down at Laura, not fazed by her glowering in the least. This is usual, y'all. "You think I can smoke in here?"

[23rd]

"Yes." HAR HAR I THINK YOU MEAN MAY YOU REMY -- no, she means of course it is physically possible to smoke in here without exploding anything, Laura still takes questions like that super literally. It's not like she cares, either way, considering the inexplicable affection for those godawful hideous stinking cigars is apparently a genetic trait.

Laura has no tells, so if she's at all nervous about this situation, it doesn't show. She's abnormally still when she's not making an effort to put other people at ease.

[bangyoudead]

"I guess we'll find out of anybody objects." Because he's lighting a cigarette right now! Hooray. He really needs to cut back, and maybe this week he will. He's stopped smoking even outside, at home, so it just looks like he chainsmokes, making up for it while he's out.

And until somebody does object, he'll just observe who's here and who's chatting up who else. Interesting.