so we're fucked huh?? too bad
if anyone needs me text me, wont be around for a few days
FILTERED TO REFUGEES;
There'll be a meet regarding the potential on-board refugee-run defence organisation within a fortnight. Aims of the meet: to discuss the groups's structure and intent; time for questions, ideas and concerns; discussion of the possibility to use the group as a tool for teaching and preparing those without a predefined military skill set or understanding; an opportunity to offer up teaching services and strategic services for those interested in involvement in areas outside of direct training.
The meet's open for anyone. If you want to attend, please leave your name in a private response - I'll get back to you with the date and venue once they're concrete. Any questions about the meet or anything related can be directed to Abarai Renji in the meantime.
[that sent out, Renji finally settles down to relax. for the past few weeks, he's been working quietly and tirelessly, making sure he's got everything sorted and settled, plans made and tightened and ideas ready to be put forward to whoever wants to listen]
[now, though? now that it's out there and he's set the ball rolling and there's nothing to do but wait? it's about time he immediately decimate his own credibility with a quick declaration of:]
We're goin' drinkin', Thor. Who's with me?
[ooc: responses to names given will come in the form of a link to the log in a week or so's time, unless accompanied by a question or comment he feels needs a personal response! 8)]
[see Renji sitting cross legged in front of a wall]
[see Renji staring intently at aforementioned wall]
[see Renji staring intently at aforementioned wall while surrounded by glasses upon glasses of 'water']
[see Renji casually sip from one, squint a little, then go back to staring]
[this is going to be a long month]
[a video feed switches on, and for a few seconds there's not much more than a chest shot and a close up of a really tawdry bandana... then the camera jostles a little and it's Renji, and he's looking kinda shifty (and is he seriously wearing that bandana around his neck it's kind of hideous). he glances one way... then the other... then directly at the Guide, leaning in close and bringing his hand up as if to shield his mouth
when he speaks, it's barely louder than a whisper. this is between you and me, Guide, okay?]
Hey. So, uh... anyone asks, I'm a real great guy. An upstandin' member o' society. "Abarai Renji? Oh, sure! That guy helped me outta a rough patch a while back!" "Abarai? Oh, yeah. He's that guy who rescued a whole ton o' orphan tentacle babies from that ragin' lingerie store fire a while back, right?" That kinda stuff. Y'know. Don't gotta make th'sun shine outta my ass or anythin', but a couple rays wouldn't go down so bad.
Uh... if ya need an incentive, call it a redeemable thing. You scratch my back, guess I could stretch t'scratchin' yers a little somewhere along the way. Yeah? Great. Right. I'll hold ya to it.
[then something from offscreen gets his attention and his head instantly whips that way, and a couple seconds later he slams his hand down on the Guide to turn it off]
[the guide is apparently pointing at a mirror; it shows a reflected door, the mirror image of the guide itself, an assortment of handwashes, soaps (a massive can of hairspray) and other such sanitary/vanity related products. there is also a large tuft of rather red hair sprouting from the top right corner]
[audio accompaniment: tinkletinkletinkle
[renji steps into view and there's more water effects as he turns the tap on, washes his hands, looks up at the mirror, looks back at his hands, looks up at the mirror again, squints, leans closer, pulls vigorously at the corner of his eye to try and smooth out a wrinkle, frowns in distaste, moves his hand up to his forehead to smooth at his alarmingly triangular hairline, squints some more, raises an eyebrow, changes his angle, considers, strikes a macho pose, checks himself out, grins lewdly, wolf whistles, chuckles, turns to find the towel to dry his hands-- thwack]
[falling through the air falling through the air tumble tumble tumble ]
[you are now submerged in water, dear viewer]
[there's a pause]
[a giant white sheet of disintergrating somethingorother drifts over the camera and covers the view; the feed shuts off not long later]