Ready to go in?

[babel_hacker]

WHO: Atsuro and everyone that volunteers to come! And maybe those who didn't but still come anyway.
WHEN: July 9th, Dark Hour
WHERE: Riggs Software AKA that building that turned into a dungeon at night
SUMMARY: An organised investigation into the Shadow-filled dungeon. Time to get ready and know your teammates.
RATING: PG.
WARNINGS: Probable swearing.

[When midnight came, the usual changes occurred. Including, as Atsuro noticed a while ago, a business building into something else. The teenager is waiting outside for everyone to arrive. He made sure to text them the address and directions to the right building.

Assuming the shadowy creatures doesn't get in their way.]

(OOC: Threadjacking is encouraged. Prose or bracketspam is up to you. There'll be another log for the actual dungeon for convenience's sake.)

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[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

[ Garviel looks solemnly at Date, and says in his normal serious tone.]

In my experience, there is only war.

[preferstobegin.livejournal.com]

[Despite the fact that Date hasn't been very serious since arriving and usually keeps his carefree attitude out in the open, he's a little surprised by the reaction he managed to get from that. He makes an amused noise, turning to look back at everyone. There's a moment of silence while he takes a deep breath.]

I can't argue with that.[He motions to the group.] So is it a counterattack or did everyone just decide to do something?

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

[ Garviel considers the man for a moment, and his question as well ]

I think most of us just disliked the idea of these... things, and wished to purge them. There is no higher motivating factor for me than that when slaying such warpspawn, particularly since they prey on humans. [ The large man veritably seethes at the idea, then calms for a moment ]

It would appear we're still in need of some organization and introductions. I am Garviel Loken, ser, and what is your name?

[preferstobegin.livejournal.com]

Hopefully they'll get it sorted out before the end of the night.

[Ideally, as things had been when he was Birth, Date worked best when he had general orders but no specific guideline on how he had to achieve them. Working with others didn't work all the time, but he could understand why the people in front of him were trying to work it out. Some people worked better when someone told them which way to go. From the way it looked now, it still seemed fairly disorganized. Maybe it was best if he stayed just to keep an eye on how it turned out -- he wasn't doing anything else, after all.

Turning towards the other man, Date holds his hand out and gives him a confident smile.]

Akira Date. Nice to meet you.