Initiative.

[trustmods]

The Conductor - Solf J Kimblee - is dead. You've won. You have three new keys, a philosopher's stone, and twenty-three mysterious potions at your disposal. You've had enough of people leading you around, haven't you? So now it's your turn to take initiative. What will you do now?

Comments

[rickdiculous]

Yeah, no thanks. You ever try to bring a body back to life? It has a reaaaallll bad corpse smell, kid. Real bad. I - I ain't goin' anywhere near that.

[charcoalfeather]

Huh? Uh... [Just gonna

sniff the air a little. hmm.

well, she smells a bunch of people who probably need a shower, but.]

I don't smell anything like that.

[rickdiculous]

I'm sure Mordecai does. He probably smells like a buncha...buncha dead guys. Like a sweaty dead guy orgy.

[charcoalfeather]

[. . .]

Are you just going to go drink again?

[rickdiculous]

Eeyup.

[charcoalfeather]

[pouts a little.]

....Hmm. [But he might see her relax a little, even smile.]

Fine. If you want. But, we're all going to be here, in case you come back.

[rickdiculous]

You should come. Make it a party or - or somethin'.

[charcoalfeather]

..... I'm too young to drink.

[rickdiculous]

Didn't stop me when I was your age. Sheesh. Tightwad.

[charcoalfeather]

[Sigh. She shrugs.]

I'm pretty sure angels aren't supposed to drink, anyways.

[rickdiculous]

...Suit yourself. Weirdo.

[charcoalfeather]

....Have fun. [she supposes.

Weirdo.]