Right. Enough emowristing. [CLOSED TO THE NOT-SO-SECRET MISSION TEAM]
Characters: Kyouya Hibari icaruschmicarus, Nikolas Kamarov (anothercoldwar, Ikkaku Madarame (who_said_bald) and Kira Izuru (apologizer) for the moment! The other members of the infiltration team are more than welcome to join in!
Content: Time to crowd in and wtaf at the situation together!
Setting: Hibari's room, aboard the Silvana
Time: Sometime in the evening, after all the network posts have died down
Warnings: Well. /points at the roster of the team
Notes: Lots of you guys are busy with tags already, so whoever wants in can come. Whoever doesn't want to doesn't have to! Poke me on derridamustdie if you ever have questions. :3
Kyouya Hibari was, in a few choice words, sick and tired of the whining, moping and confusion going around the network. His history as a member of the Guild made him used to the feeling of being used, so much so that it became second nature to take it into stride for the moment and then turn right around to destroy whoever had done it after the deed was done.
He was also tired of poking around the network, scrolling past the disgusting sentiments and shocked guilt, or a mix thereof. It was hassling to tap everyone, so the simplest solution was to get everyone together. That was exactly what the pilot attempted to do, by limping around the ship, banging on each of the doors of the members of the team that had accompanied Alex Rowe that fateful evening, telling them in clipped words to come to his room for a meeting.
Now he waited for them to arrive, to come as they will. If they did not, that suited him just fine: he would find his own answers.
Content: Time to crowd in and wtaf at the situation together!
Setting: Hibari's room, aboard the Silvana
Time: Sometime in the evening, after all the network posts have died down
Warnings: Well. /points at the roster of the team
Notes: Lots of you guys are busy with tags already, so whoever wants in can come. Whoever doesn't want to doesn't have to! Poke me on derridamustdie if you ever have questions. :3
Kyouya Hibari was, in a few choice words, sick and tired of the whining, moping and confusion going around the network. His history as a member of the Guild made him used to the feeling of being used, so much so that it became second nature to take it into stride for the moment and then turn right around to destroy whoever had done it after the deed was done.
He was also tired of poking around the network, scrolling past the disgusting sentiments and shocked guilt, or a mix thereof. It was hassling to tap everyone, so the simplest solution was to get everyone together. That was exactly what the pilot attempted to do, by limping around the ship, banging on each of the doors of the members of the team that had accompanied Alex Rowe that fateful evening, telling them in clipped words to come to his room for a meeting.
Now he waited for them to arrive, to come as they will. If they did not, that suited him just fine: he would find his own answers.