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[spherenpc]

Who: Max, Rhy and Laurie
Where: The Council Room in the Merchant Dome
What: Council meeting
When: August 13th. (Post Baz's post.)
Warnings: Max


[Despite what Max had said to Baz and how he'd argued with him, Max actually is concerned. Honestly, this seems like a fucking shit show and he'd already gone to give the Sphere a good screaming at.

The Sphere as always didn't give a fuck. Fucking Sphere.

So, Max called a meeting of the Council in the Council room in the Merchant Dome. Before anyone else shows up, he's got the good scotch poured into the fancy crystal glasses at each one of the seats at the round wooden table.

His feet are up on it when Laurie comes in looking just as concerned as Max does. Her voice is soft and annoyed.]

Well, this is a pain in the ass. What do we think's going on this time?

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[unbreakable_king]

I don't know. If I'm relaying the information, then you should really be giving me courage.

[And then he jiggles the decanter. Come on. Share.]

[spherenpc]

Well. I inspire conflict, remember? And you're more personable. I'm sure you will have no problem finding comparable quality of scotch elsewhere.

[Max's tone is entirely made of: good luck with that, buddy.]

[unbreakable_king]

You are quite right. I am that talented. And very busy.

[In a more ornery mood he'd have called for fire, but he's smarter than that. Marginally.]

Good day, Max.

[spherenpc]

Good luck, new guy.

[And he just uses his abilities to slide the bottle back towards him.]

[unbreakable_king]

[Rhy freezes for JUST a moment, shocked. Water magician perhaps? Or wind. But he just nods and walks out. He's got messages to put out there.]