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WHO: All current members of the Phantom Thieves, and any other parties (infiltrators, those who haven't rebelled yet) who may be in the area.
WHEN: Backdated to May 25 - 28.
WHERE: About 30 miles south of LA.
WHAT: Celeste has issued an open invitation to all current members to get away for a weekend, for training and to try to decompress.
WARNINGS: None yet, will update if/when applicable.
After assembling that Friday afternoon into the various vehicles, the group is directed to a rather large property on a man-made lake. She explains, as she gives the tour, that it belongs to her uncle, and that they have been permitted to use it for the long weekend. When asked how she managed this arrangement, however, she will politely gloss over that fact and redirect the group to yet another thing to look at. It's fine, that isn't important.
The only thing Celeste has scheduled is a meeting that night they arrive, set to begin after everyone has unpacked. While she keeps the agenda under wraps, it likely doesn't take a genius to figure out the topic of discussion—especially if they were in attendance during their previous meeting. Other than that, there are few rules and expectations; only that the girls have one wing upstairs, and the boys the other. Oh, and don't mess up the place, or she'll have to kick your ass. Probably shouldn't question whether she's being serious with that threat or not.
As for what to do for the rest of the weekend, that is for them to decide. There are miles of beach to explore, and while the waves aren't well-suited for surfing, they are great for swimming, if you don't mind cold water. But what would a beach be without touristy shops? And an arcade?! Sweet!
There's also the Queen Mary, an old-style ocean liner said to be haunted. But there's no validity to those claims, is there? Maybe an expedition is in order, if you're brave enough.
Finally, if you want to see some exotic flora and fauna, and have some spare clams sitting in your wallet, the Aquarium of the Pacific might be up your alley. You can pet a shark! Just mind your fingers, if you're keen on keeping them.
Want to be more of a homebody? That's fine, as there is plenty of space to roam, including a small, backyard, leading into a small private beach area, with a brick fire pit.
The weekend is theirs to spend as they see fit. However, come Monday afternoon, it's time to pack up and head back, hopefully with a clearer head, a game plan, and not too much sand in their cars.
[ OOC: Please use this post as a general open post for both IC discussion of the current plot, as well as for general social link building + antics. I may not be tagging everyone back, but I will do my best. ]
WHEN: Backdated to May 25 - 28.
WHERE: About 30 miles south of LA.
WHAT: Celeste has issued an open invitation to all current members to get away for a weekend, for training and to try to decompress.
WARNINGS: None yet, will update if/when applicable.
After assembling that Friday afternoon into the various vehicles, the group is directed to a rather large property on a man-made lake. She explains, as she gives the tour, that it belongs to her uncle, and that they have been permitted to use it for the long weekend. When asked how she managed this arrangement, however, she will politely gloss over that fact and redirect the group to yet another thing to look at. It's fine, that isn't important.
The only thing Celeste has scheduled is a meeting that night they arrive, set to begin after everyone has unpacked. While she keeps the agenda under wraps, it likely doesn't take a genius to figure out the topic of discussion—especially if they were in attendance during their previous meeting. Other than that, there are few rules and expectations; only that the girls have one wing upstairs, and the boys the other. Oh, and don't mess up the place, or she'll have to kick your ass. Probably shouldn't question whether she's being serious with that threat or not.
As for what to do for the rest of the weekend, that is for them to decide. There are miles of beach to explore, and while the waves aren't well-suited for surfing, they are great for swimming, if you don't mind cold water. But what would a beach be without touristy shops? And an arcade?! Sweet!
There's also the Queen Mary, an old-style ocean liner said to be haunted. But there's no validity to those claims, is there? Maybe an expedition is in order, if you're brave enough.
Finally, if you want to see some exotic flora and fauna, and have some spare clams sitting in your wallet, the Aquarium of the Pacific might be up your alley. You can pet a shark! Just mind your fingers, if you're keen on keeping them.
Want to be more of a homebody? That's fine, as there is plenty of space to roam, including a small, backyard, leading into a small private beach area, with a brick fire pit.
The weekend is theirs to spend as they see fit. However, come Monday afternoon, it's time to pack up and head back, hopefully with a clearer head, a game plan, and not too much sand in their cars.
[ OOC: Please use this post as a general open post for both IC discussion of the current plot, as well as for general social link building + antics. I may not be tagging everyone back, but I will do my best. ]
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[He tosses his token as he smiled at the young woman.]
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[She brandishes her own token, grinning competitively because that's slightly less likely to annoy this guy into wandering off than getting offended. She hopes.]
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[He is starting to like her already. In fact, it is enough for him to head off to a nearby arcade cabinet and insert the token in the slot. He then picks out his character while waiting for her to join in.]
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Ready?
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Oh, I am always will be.
[As the game starts, Cyan attempts to go on defensive first to hopefully read his opponent's moves. To her, it seems that his moves are predictable. However, for him, he has to leave to luck to decide right now. That way, he will know what she is going to do in the next round.]
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You're good. What's your name?
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Joey. Joey Claire. Yours?
[...if there's something fishy, she'll find out in round 2.]