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strangetrip2017-11-18 02:59 pm
st_ingofthehundred) wrote in strangetrip2017-11-18 02:59 pm
Entry tags:
- alex kane,
- bo dennis,
- buffy summers,
- caroline forbes,
- curnen overbay,
- dyson,
- gartrett corbie,
- homer jackson,
- illyana rasputin,
- kashaw vesh,
- kitty pryde,
- laynia petrovna,
- molly carpenter,
- odo,
- percival de rolo,
- pike trickfoot,
- piotr rasputin,
- regina mills,
- snow white,
- sora,
- vax'ildan,
- vex'ahlia,
- xavin
[GP/EP] More than 12% of a plan
Whether to spite "INR's" accusation of poor planning or because it was his nature, Kash arrived in the Garden Room on the 2nd floor an hour before the 3:00 meeting.
Caroline, who'd lit up like the sun when he asked for her help, had beaten him there, and was already setting up the room for his meeting. If Vax was around for the call back, he'd have stage-whispered "is she always like this?" but since there was no one to see, he just smiled his thanks at her. It was actually pretty cute.
Between the two of them, they quickly finished the set up - chairs around the outside of long tables arranged in as near an oval as the shape of the tables would allow. At the far end, away from the door, several whiteboards (which were one of the fucking coolest inventions Kash had ever seen) had been set up. At each seat there were Madonna Inn notepads, a pen and a mechanical pencil (also fucking cool) to suit individual preferences, and a plastic cup. Pitchers of ice water had been set at intervals around the tables so as to be in easy reach. At the side of the room, two tables bore coffee urns and hot water urns for tea; baskets of apples, oranges, and bananas; plates of brownies and cookies of various types.
When the others began to arrive, they found Kash with a chocolate chip cookie between his teeth, finishing a rough sketch of the buildings and grounds. It had notations of vulnerabilities, choke points, and sundry tactical notes around the margins that (minus the personal notes) looked something like:
[ooc: Please assume that Kash gave an intelligent presentation on defending the Inn against various threats and then asked others to weigh in. I'm not a battlefield strategist. If you want Kash, put "tag Kash" in your subject line. Otherwise, I'll tag OTAs as Kash sees fit.]
Caroline, who'd lit up like the sun when he asked for her help, had beaten him there, and was already setting up the room for his meeting. If Vax was around for the call back, he'd have stage-whispered "is she always like this?" but since there was no one to see, he just smiled his thanks at her. It was actually pretty cute.
Between the two of them, they quickly finished the set up - chairs around the outside of long tables arranged in as near an oval as the shape of the tables would allow. At the far end, away from the door, several whiteboards (which were one of the fucking coolest inventions Kash had ever seen) had been set up. At each seat there were Madonna Inn notepads, a pen and a mechanical pencil (also fucking cool) to suit individual preferences, and a plastic cup. Pitchers of ice water had been set at intervals around the tables so as to be in easy reach. At the side of the room, two tables bore coffee urns and hot water urns for tea; baskets of apples, oranges, and bananas; plates of brownies and cookies of various types.
When the others began to arrive, they found Kash with a chocolate chip cookie between his teeth, finishing a rough sketch of the buildings and grounds. It had notations of vulnerabilities, choke points, and sundry tactical notes around the margins that (minus the personal notes) looked something like:
[ooc: Please assume that Kash gave an intelligent presentation on defending the Inn against various threats and then asked others to weigh in. I'm not a battlefield strategist. If you want Kash, put "tag Kash" in your subject line. Otherwise, I'll tag OTAs as Kash sees fit.]