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maskormenacelogs2015-04-17 04:18 am
glowsferatu) wrote in maskormenacelogs2015-04-17 04:18 am
oh lord it really brings me down
WHO: Kanaya, Revan, Jacob
WHERE: Malachor Industries and the Devil's Nest
WHEN: April 7 & 14
WHAT: Revan has an idea for Maurtia Falls' future, but he needs agents to get it moving.
WARNINGS: Will update as needed.
revan. april 7, malachor industries.
[ the call yesterday had been a bit surreal, that the ambassador would ask her of all people for her thoughts on maurtia falls' future. she may have been working there for a year, but she feels too new as a resident. even more, that it's her. she worries that it will be like injecting toxin into a sick patient. but if she can possibly do the job, she'll do the job.
she arrives at the workshop early, as she tends to with appointments, and takes a moment to finish her cigarette before stepping inside, registering herself with the administrative droid. ]
jacob. april 14, the devil's nest.
[ the fourteenth, by then she knows. she's counted the patterns and measured the times, and even if the new arrivals started announcing themselves later than usual, greed isn't coming back.
she's kept the idea of how to use the nest at the back of her mind, and even cleaned it out in preparation, though she hasn't quite dismantled everything. the bar still stands as it ever has, and may keep indefinitely, she thinks, but the blacklights have been all replaced with something more natural, and she's packed away most everything in the backroom. it would be inappropriate to tour the location as it was before.
she's set up the meeting withmr. taylor already, but revan gave her the hard job, the job of selling his idea. she has to convince jacob that they two fighters can somehow make a difference as a sort of cop. but if they have enough competency that she can administrate and he can lead, with enough interest they might just make it work. heaven help them all.
she unlocks the door for him when he arrives, and nods toward the bar while adjusting her ridiculous glasses. ]
Thank you for seeing me, Mr. Taylor. Would you like anything to drink?
WHERE: Malachor Industries and the Devil's Nest
WHEN: April 7 & 14
WHAT: Revan has an idea for Maurtia Falls' future, but he needs agents to get it moving.
WARNINGS: Will update as needed.
revan. april 7, malachor industries.
[ the call yesterday had been a bit surreal, that the ambassador would ask her of all people for her thoughts on maurtia falls' future. she may have been working there for a year, but she feels too new as a resident. even more, that it's her. she worries that it will be like injecting toxin into a sick patient. but if she can possibly do the job, she'll do the job.
she arrives at the workshop early, as she tends to with appointments, and takes a moment to finish her cigarette before stepping inside, registering herself with the administrative droid. ]
jacob. april 14, the devil's nest.
[ the fourteenth, by then she knows. she's counted the patterns and measured the times, and even if the new arrivals started announcing themselves later than usual, greed isn't coming back.
she's kept the idea of how to use the nest at the back of her mind, and even cleaned it out in preparation, though she hasn't quite dismantled everything. the bar still stands as it ever has, and may keep indefinitely, she thinks, but the blacklights have been all replaced with something more natural, and she's packed away most everything in the backroom. it would be inappropriate to tour the location as it was before.
she's set up the meeting withmr. taylor already, but revan gave her the hard job, the job of selling his idea. she has to convince jacob that they two fighters can somehow make a difference as a sort of cop. but if they have enough competency that she can administrate and he can lead, with enough interest they might just make it work. heaven help them all.
she unlocks the door for him when he arrives, and nods toward the bar while adjusting her ridiculous glasses. ]
Thank you for seeing me, Mr. Taylor. Would you like anything to drink?