Announcement and Refugee Hosting in The Gym, Friday Evening

[agent-principal.livejournal.com]

The P.A. crackles to life.

"We shall be opening our doors to the poor, powerless townsfolk. They are to gather in the gym. Volunteers to help organize blankets, bedding, food, and etcetera would be very welcome."

Smith then walks down to the gym, props open the doors, and walks away. This was going to be a mess, and he felt ignoring it would be the best method to deal with it, rather than letting his head explode. Again.

[ooc: Huzzah! Townies can come to this post for their safety and warmth! Screening is disabled! Students and Teachers are welcome to organize something... but as it's an emergency, we hath not actually organized the refugee effort! Organize! Be Swift! But above all, interact and have fun!]

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Re: FOOD LINE

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

Togusa peered over Walter's shoulder. "Hey, want to come with me to look for townies? Or can I use Pup too?" He waved at Alfred. "Hello sir. Mind if I borrow your student here?"

Re: FOOD LINE

[badassbutler.livejournal.com]

Alfred nodded absentmindedly. "Just be careful. It's not fit for anyone out there. If it starts to look very bad, I want you two to get back here post haste."

Re: FOOD LINE

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

"Thank you, sir. We'll be careful." Togusa plucked at Walter's sleeve. "Want to come? I want to use Pup as well. There's someone I want to look for."

Re: FOOD LINE

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter wiped his hands on his apron and finished his human cuisinart act vegetable prep. He'd chopped and sliced everything there was to chop or slice.

"Alright. Let me tell Victor since I think he is expecting to see me here. And Pup is in his room anyway. I will need to retrieve him."

Re: FOOD LINE

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

"Okay. I'll go find Pup. Meet me by the tachikoma?" Togusa headed towards the doors, occasionally hitting his head on the side. He couldn't raise anything on the net due to the storm. Dammit. Dammit. Dammit.