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Characters: Bastet (felinemystique) and whatever Guards show up
Date/Time: Monday, April 12, 2pm
Location: Teahouse, Marketplace
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Their numbers down, the Guards meet to discuss where to go from here.
Bastet arrived early to the teahouse, dropping a quiet word in the owner's ear to let her know the Guard would be meeting there. The woman thanked her for the notice, insisting it would be no trouble at all. The seat she chose allowed her a view of the entire room, so she should be able to spot any of the others as soon as they came in.
She let Drake's sword rest on the ground next to her, having been carrying it since she found it on her couch the other day. She'd gotten a few curious glances; she'd never been in the habit of carrying a (visible) weapon before...not to mention there were still a few people around who would recognize it as Drake's. She still didn't know how Raise would take it.
A waiter took her order, returning shortly with spiced milk tea and sesame seed balls. It had been a while since she'd gotten to indulge, and she savored it, sipping the tea slowly between measured bites. Last night, she'd had a surprise visitor--Fugue. In between wiping his forehead and pointedly not staring at her chest, he'd managed to appoint her acting Guard Captain. She rolled her eyes at the memory.
Her fingers brushed the weapon at her side; she still didn't want the job, but...she'd manage. She sat, face calm and body relaxed, waiting for her fellow Guards to arrive.
(ooc: So, the meeting is pretty much to let the Guards know she's been picked as acting captain, lay out initial plans for regular duties/emergencies, as well as get their input. I'll start a thread for each of the major points she wants to make, so people can react below the appropriate one, threading when/as necessary. Poke me on AIM or over email when if there's confusion.)
Date/Time: Monday, April 12, 2pm
Location: Teahouse, Marketplace
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Their numbers down, the Guards meet to discuss where to go from here.
Bastet arrived early to the teahouse, dropping a quiet word in the owner's ear to let her know the Guard would be meeting there. The woman thanked her for the notice, insisting it would be no trouble at all. The seat she chose allowed her a view of the entire room, so she should be able to spot any of the others as soon as they came in.
She let Drake's sword rest on the ground next to her, having been carrying it since she found it on her couch the other day. She'd gotten a few curious glances; she'd never been in the habit of carrying a (visible) weapon before...not to mention there were still a few people around who would recognize it as Drake's. She still didn't know how Raise would take it.
A waiter took her order, returning shortly with spiced milk tea and sesame seed balls. It had been a while since she'd gotten to indulge, and she savored it, sipping the tea slowly between measured bites. Last night, she'd had a surprise visitor--Fugue. In between wiping his forehead and pointedly not staring at her chest, he'd managed to appoint her acting Guard Captain. She rolled her eyes at the memory.
Her fingers brushed the weapon at her side; she still didn't want the job, but...she'd manage. She sat, face calm and body relaxed, waiting for her fellow Guards to arrive.
(ooc: So, the meeting is pretty much to let the Guards know she's been picked as acting captain, lay out initial plans for regular duties/emergencies, as well as get their input. I'll start a thread for each of the major points she wants to make, so people can react below the appropriate one, threading when/as necessary. Poke me on AIM or over email when if there's confusion.)