Sherrinford Moran Holmes (notfromsherwood) wrote in angellogs, @ 2020-02-01 16:49:00 |
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Who: Literally the whole assassin group
when:Now
where: The main meeting room of the hotel
What:Meeting!Talking points!Strange analogy's!
Rating:TBD but probably at least cussing
Status:Open to anyone even remotely close to the group
It had taken him the better part of the hour to even set up the place, chairs filling the large area and a computer so Jacob and his sprog could see and speak over skype if they chose to, closer to the front. For once no one had seemed to object to him acting to big for his britches and he doubted anyone would at this point. He'd been serious when he told them it was the meeting, or the highway, and yet he still felt a sense of unending calm. Usually at this point he'd be panicking a bit inside, having no idea where to go or how to even wing it
And yet...
Watching the others stream in slowly, he settled at the edge of the little area that remained upfront. "So I imagine your wondering why I called you all here-"He stated, tone light, teasing before he shook his head. "Sorry, always wanted to say that."He added in a softer tone. Only springing to his feet once he was sure those who were going to show up were in. At least, those who could, anyway. And he knew full who couldn't make it and why.