Our Avatars Were In A Room Together: The RP

Oh. Um... If you say so.

-He still seems sheepish about grabbing food at his leisure-

-But he grabs a Healthy Amount of fud-

-while the others eat breakfast, Shuin decides to head off to go do recon on the church-

-Is up and awake, polishing her power suit rather then eating though-

-Demotte inelegantly crams food into her face-

Team Reigen Room

(...Oh dear, Sav. There is, to your misfortune, an actual rooster crowing right outside your window, cartoonishly.)

Team Orion Room

(Breen finally awakens with a start, taking a second to realize he's not at home. He slowly turns his head to Orion, eyes kinda red and irritated.)

...Ah... Good morning.

Dining Hall

(Breakfast is BRETTY GUD, GUYS)

(Claudia taps her foot impatiently as the hordes swarm the buffet area.)

(Arnaud looks up from his table to see that the morning crowd has gathered and mutters something to Gabriella.)

(Gab nods and stands.)

...A good morning to all of you. Am I to assume your plans for today are finalized. Myself, Mister Abandonato and David can be of help to you if need be.

Church

(My, that's... certainly an imposing building◊, got a RIGHT SPOOKY air to it...)

Lobby

(Zack... Eyes on you.)

(Archer-san)

(is moving to acquire a to-go cup filled with coffee - though he does listen in to Gabriella as he goes about this task)

I'm going to die.

-Pauses mid one armed push-up- Yo! Admiring the view?

Diner Area

(tries to ignore Demoette eating her food. Was she born in a barn?!) Good morning, Gabrielle. Have you practiced using the watch I've given you?

"GRAH- -punch-"

-CONSUMPTION-

Oh, no need to worry. The Genius Psychic has already formulated a foolproof plan.....

We're going to sack a... I mean, sneak into the church, right?

Of course!

The plan is simple. I'm going to "help" them "exorcise" some "demons" from their "church"....

-Physically fingerquotes with each quotation-

Come along! Those who wish to hunt Mr. Smalls, with me!

-Demotte happily marches out the door-

-Peter looks to Claudia-

So, uh, in terms of breakfast, what does that set us back?

-he walks up to claudia as well-

Uh, yeah, what he said?

Dining Hall

...Mm, the same to you, Planetman. I did not get a great deal of practice in, unfortunately, but I meddled with it some this morning after I awoke. It is most fascinating.

(and eheheheh, I have the memory of a goldfish, Josh, remind me again what the watch does)

(Looks back to the others.) ...Excellent. It would be expedient for us to leave promptly after breakfast, since daylight is scarce and precious. Again, if there are any concerns, we are all here and willing to address them.

That all depends on how much you think my valuable time and service to you ingrates is worth. That sentimental old fool Abandonato is waiving the actual fees... Yet it is heavily encouraged that you tip your waitress~

([1]◊)

Team Reigen's Room

COCK-A-DOOD—(PAUNCH)

BAGAAAAAAAWWWK—!

(There is a glorious explosion of gore and glass and feathers that makes a nearby car screech to a halt and nearly swerve off the road.)

(The rooster soars, screaming, into the sky, and disappears with a little twinkle. Ding!)

   ¿...Qué es esto?   

Team Orion's Room

...You and me both, my dear, you and me both...

(SAD ELDERLY SIGH......)

Lobby

(It Gunth!)

Heh, perhaps. Are you enjoying the viewer.

(Peers over his shoulder to see DEMOTTE triumphantly marching forth.)

..Eheheh! Do you want to come with.

HOSPITAL (the revenge)

(The radiant morning sun shines through the hospital windows, no sign of Naninight or any creepo fucks with swords or fuckgorillas. Dare you leave this bad building?)

edited 25th Sep '16 8:39:39 PM by MobileLeprechaun

Uh, alright. Do you accept debit, or...

-eh-

Dining Area

(It lets her change into Planetgirl, so she essentially has Planetman's planetary powers. Here's the avatar◊ if you can't receive avatars.)

(@Gabriella) Excellent! I've had a big meal last night, so I'm ready to go right now! (gives Claudia another tip just in case the last one didn't count.

edited 25th Sep '16 8:54:52 PM by josh6243

"... Fuckin..."

RISE N SHINE LITTLE BEANER

trudge yourself to food...

I could be. -Pushes himself to his feet- Might as well get acquainted before we go screw up a church, right? Zack Fair, Soldier Second Class.

-Out! Out he goes!-

-This place is fuckin garbage-

Ah...

-Mob sits down to eat, but sifts through his wallet for tipping money-

I've never tipped before, Master... How does that work?

...Mmkay.

-sits up in bed, slowly, like an antediluvian corpse being unwillingly awoken from its aeons-long slumber-

-rubbing her face-

I missed most of... whatever it was we were talking about last night... on account of being drunk? I'd be much obliged for the cliff's notes of all that.

...Mm? Tipping?

Mob, don't be rude.