Third Meeting

[wrnpcs]

Character(s): SeeDs, Instructors, and Headmaster Cid
Location: 3F Conference Room
Rating: PG
Open/Closed/Finished: Open
Summary: A monthly meeting between Headmaster and his SeeDs.

[It's close to finals (and the impending school break), so it's about time for Headmaster Cid to address both SeeD and the Instructors present on some very important matters. The Headmaster sits at the head of the table just as he did the last two meetings. There's a few leaflets of papers pinned together by a paperclip at the top corner, as well as the local Deling newsletter resting over top of the clipboard at his side.

Cid scans the contents while he patiently waits for everyone to arrive and seat themselves, a gray folder laid out in front of him.

This meeting isn't much different from that of the second one held a few months ago, but as soon as everyone is seated, Cid lowers the papers and looks around at the faces gathered.]

Thank you all for joining me today.

[Cid clears his throat.]

I know it's close to finals week, for those of you currently teaching this Quarter, but I've called you all because you'll be assigned on various missions over the course of this month over the rest of the world. We've convened so that I may brief you all on your assigned missions, and in due time, that you may leave for your missions as soon as you can.

If you have any questions now, please go ahead and ask me. [He smiles, going ahead and giving each person the assigned packet for their missions.] If you wish to change missions or to join a mission, now would be a good time to speak up too.

[ooc | If you missed the sign up post for missions and you play a SeeD, please go ahead and reply to this post anyways! The right amount of people signed up for missions, so there was no need to draw in the first place.

Action tags and log format are both acceptable for this post, and don't be shy if you wish to speak to Headmaster Cid! As always, please PM us if there's any questions, comments, or concerns.

Note: Espio will be assigned to Mission 1, instead of Mission 2, simply because it involves deep cover, and Espio is still a chameleon. We hope that's alright!]

Comments

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

[Champloo studies this quickly, eyes flicking over the sentences as a smile grew on his face.]

Hyahya, this shall be as smooth as perfectly-formed gelatin, yet simple as baked chicken, boom!

[redcinemareel]

...what?

[Grell just looks at him oddly.]

If you're not going to be coherent, then you're not allowed to SPEAK. Also, I'd love to interrogate those fellows.

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

That was perfectly comprehensible!

...Clearly I should be the one to negotiate the business deal.

[redcinemareel]

Was not!

[She raises an eyebrow.]

OVERRULED!

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Hyahya! You cannot do both! Would you use a bread knife to cut steak? Your knife is well-sharpened and honed, the kind that will cut the unwary cook if he takes his hands off the blade and his mind of his task. That makes you most suited to interrogate!

[redcinemareel]

THAT'S WHAT I JUST SAID!!

[Or at least she thinks so.]

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Oh, my apologies! I thought you were attempting to overrule my suggestion that I negotiate!

[Champloo is entirely unruffled.]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell dramatically leans back into her chair, rubbing at the bridge of her nose.]

Blessed Fates, why have you done this to me?

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

You are a spice that overwhelms, that seizes upon the meet to remake it in its taste! Perhaps this is your time to learn to be a spice that blends.

[redcinemareel]

[Shoots him a death glare.]

I blend just fine! You're going to have one Hell of a time doing so!

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Don't worry about me! A skilled cook can make all elements of a meal work in harmony, boom!

[redcinemareel]

I highly doubt that.

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Hyahyahya! Perhaps someday you will learn the secrets of cooking -- though you will have to live as long as I have to do it.

[redcinemareel]

[She just learned how to make sandwiches. One step at a time.]

How mand centuries would that be?

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

For me? Thirty-four.

1/2

[redcinemareel]

[Yes, Grell is baffled by that. She only has two centuries under her belt.]

[redcinemareel]

...so noted.

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

I am a demon. I remain in the prime of life, boom!

[redcinemareel]

[A demon, hmm?]

How do you feel about souls?

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

In general, I'm in favor of them! People who lack them tend to be trouble.

[redcinemareel]

Excellent. Then I won't need to hunt you down.

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

That would make working together on this mission difficult. But don't worry. The reputation of demons is mostly PR!