Kogarasumaru-Mafia Picnic

[cloakanddaikon]

[It is a beautiful day. The sun is shining, the lake is downwind, the sound of the birds is only occasionally drowned out by screams and shotgun blasts, and beneath the spreading branches of the large tree at the edge of camp, under the shadow of the Kogarasumaru's base and near the sealed entrance of the mafia cave, there is a picnic blanket,

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[bisexual_orchid]

[cherry blossoms blow through the vicinity as free food is noted]

Good evening, Zexion. Having a little chat with your... friends?

[cloakanddaikon]

Discussing the division of chores, yes. Good evening, Marluxia.

[bisexual_orchid]

A very important task. [taking a sausage octopus.] Things are sorting themselves out well, then?

[cloakanddaikon]

Reasonably so, yes. The door was completed; I believe the next project is either internal wiring or room expansions.

[bisexual_orchid]

I had noticed the door. The cave is a bit more secure, then?

Expansion of that sort might be difficult, though I expect there are people who wouldn't mind helping. Any ideas on the wiring?

[cloakanddaikon]

And cooler, as well. Possibly a side effect of the fire resistance.

I believe Gokudera will be handling the expansion; he was the one who created the cave in the first place. And I believe there are some lab tunnels running reasonably close by -- those should allow us to join into the camp's power grid.

[bisexual_orchid]

That should be pleasant in this weather, I'd think. Dry in there?

Ahhhh, that would work, then. I'd hate to get by without the basic conveniences, myself.

[cloakanddaikon]

We have not experienced any leaks.

Your definition of basic is, I think, far larger than anything you are likely to find in camp.

[bisexual_orchid]

That's good.

...Now, Zexion, I'm almost hurt. Do I really complain that often about my lot here in camp?

[cloakanddaikon]

Your displeasure isn't something you need to voice for it to be heard.

... speaking of which, I have something for you.

[bisexual_orchid]

While yours gets quite the voice put to it, hm?

Something?

[cloakanddaikon]

We each work in our own way.

Horticultural. Do you have a minute?

[bisexual_orchid]

That's true enough.

Of course. I can't say I'm terribly busy.

[cloakanddaikon]

Then, if you would not mind accompanying me...

[bisexual_orchid]

Please, lead on.

[cloakanddaikon]

[and here we have a lab door, much the same as any lab door, in a remarkably unremarkable hallway]

Only the barest of the framework is yet active, but it should be enough.