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!]

Comments

Re: FOOD LINE

[gikkingen.livejournal.com]

The Baron rolled his eyes. "He's guarding the blankets. And by 'guarding' I do, of course, mean 'taking a nap on them'. Muta was never one of life's volunteers."

Re: FOOD LINE

[badassbutler.livejournal.com]

"Still, from what you've described, he's a handy person to have around in a pinch, yes?"

Re: FOOD LINE

[gikkingen.livejournal.com]

The Baron nodded. "It's too easy to maligned Muta, but he is the best of cats. I would always want him at my back."