The Eleventh hour! [Closed to DF people]

[graficmemory]

WHO: Maes Hughes, Roxas, Graham, America, and anyone else who's caught wind of blowing up tower four
WHEN: Saturday, June 20th, starting around 11 PM
WHERE: TOWER FOUR
FILTER: Closed to Veles people
WHAT: Maes said he was going to blow up the tower, and blow it up he shall!
NOTES: City destruction. The first thread will be the plotting, setting,

Comments

Pre explosion fun here.

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Re: Pre explosion fun here.

[coolerthansora]

Roxas wasn't far behind Maes. He had donned his Organization coat and pulled the hood low to shadow his face. Oblivion was in his hand, blending easily into the shadows. Trying to look unrecognizable wasn't something he'd thought of so much as trying to go unseen entirely. He said nothing as he approached, but just nodded to Maes.

[graficmemory]

He noticed Roxas' arrival and nodded in greeting. Now, he needed to have the rest of the team to arrive so they could start setting up the explosives. "Welcome to the party," he whispered softly, leaning closer so he didn't have to raise his voice.

[mywrenchsaysyes]

     Did someone call for explosives? Graham was grinning from ear to ear as he made his way along. His wrench and the sack he slung over his shoulder were hidden beneath a dark, beaten coat with its hood pulled up over his head, giving the overall impression of some oddly giddy hunchback meandering along the street.

He was just as quick to shed the thing, sidling in behind the other two, smirking as he careful readjusted the load over his shoulder.

"This where th' party's at?" he chirped, thankfully keeping his voice low. All this sneaking around was getting him excited.

Post Explosion fun here.

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