Reaper Mingle is go!

[death_glare]

Who: William T. Spears and any reapers of the far shore
When: Evening of August 16th
Where: The temple of Baron Samdi (Ronald Knox)
What: William calls an emergency meeting for any and all reapers. There is something they all need to be aware of. (And because it's being held at Ronnie's temple, you can expect it to devolve into more of a mixer once William stops preaching.)


Part 1 - The Announcement

[ The following is a text that appeared on the BBS late last evening, shortly after the training session wrapped up. It is addressed to those on the far shore who were reapers in their home worlds, however, the only one who is blocked from viewing it is William's shinki, Hannah Annafellows. ]

I am calling to attention anyone who holds the position of a Reaper, Death God, Shinigami, or other related title. Good evening. My name is William T. Spears. I believe I met many of you this afternoon during the training session at Bishamon's temple. However, regardless of whether we met, this announcement is still directed towards you.

There is a matter of utmost importance that I feel all of you need to be made aware of. I have arranged a meet up at Ronald Knox's temple so that we can discuss the issue and come up with potential solutions. Please arrive to the temple of Baron Samdi by 7 p.m. so that we can make the most of our time. Thank you.


Part 2 - The Meeting

[ William finally stands up in front of where everyone's busy chitchatting. He's clearing his throat, attempting to get their attention and already looking pretty peeved. And it's not even because of the topic he needs to discuss, or the fact that it's well past 7:45 and they haven't even begun yet. Nope, the main reason for the crease in his brow is because of the absurd jacket he was forced to wear this evening. Not his usual black dress coat, but a lovely gold sequined one that nearly makes him glow in the brightly lit room. He has no idea how the eyesore of a garment found its way into his possession, once more, but he wouldn't be wearing it if he didn't have a good reason to. ]

Everyone. If you could all please have a seat. We are already behind schedule.


Part 3 - The Mixer

[ Now that William's concerns have been made aware, it seems that the event has evolved into more of a reaper shindig. Ronald has set up appetizers and has plenty of booze available. It's almost as if he'd planned this from the beginning. ]


(( ooc: mingle mingle mingle! Feel free to tag and threadjack around! Discuss the issue at hand or ignore William and just build cr with your fellow reapers! Party crashers are always welcome, too! ))

Comments

[deniles]

And you didn't invite me to watch. I thought we were friends, Ron.

[He smirks with a nod.]

Then let's go meet there. I want to know where to take Zoro next time I'm here.

[for hot makeouts.]

[diehardreaper]

And risk getting decked in the gob?

[ A smirk right back as he motions to the door with a jerk of his head. ]

Come along, then. We'll take this party outside, eh?

[deniles]

I'd enjoy that.

[Just saying.]

Fine by me.

[diehardreaper]

[ He waits until they're outside and he can settle against one of the trees with a breath before he can speak again. ]

Been needing a drink, really.

[ And as if through an act of good timing, he gets his head nudged by a shadow who's brought the bottles and glasses. He's happy to drain his glass before turning his attention back to Niles. ]

How've you been faring then?

[deniles]

[He flops down beside him, drinking slowly from his glass.]

Don't really have any complaints so far. Been having a good time.

[Which, really, is all Niles wants.]

Yourself?

[diehardreaper]

[ And setting the bottle down within reach as he pours himself another glass. It's spicy and sweet, something he's gotten used to from having been here so long. He lingers over it a moment, almost frowning into his glass before taking another drink. ]

...could be better.

[ Another sip. ]

He'll be a hard one to get over.

[deniles]

[He moves to rub Ron on the shoulder, as it's really the only thing he knows how to do with Ron.

He has other ways, but seeing as he's in a relationship, it might not be useful.]

You will. It'll take time. But I believe you.

[diehardreaper]

M'not in that much of a rush, anyroad.

[ A grin back. He doesn't stay miserable very long, after all. And a laugh before raising his glass. ]

Lad wasn't fit to get bladdered but here's to him, eh? Who knows? Maybe I'll see him again.

[deniles]

And you shouldn't be. When it comes, it comes.

[He enjoys Ron smiling. Any time Ron is sad, it feels terrible. Not fun at all.]

Cheers.

[He raises his glass and takes another sip.]

I'm certain you will. If you're meant to see him again, you will.

[diehardreaper]

[ And he can't help but chuckle at that. ]

His shinki used to say the same thing, dash it all. 'It was inevitable that you both met' or summat. Might be right on that point. I'll see him again if the fates allow.

[ That's Ron for ya: ever the optimist. ]

For now, we've got the view'n more booze than we know what to do with!

[deniles]

Ha! I mostly say it to cheer you up.

[He doesn't believe it for himself. If he wants something, he'll make it happen. Nothing is by chance.]

We could get wasted and make bad decisions.