Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-26104528-20151126061541

"Agreed." Ingraham nibbled on a pizza crust. "Heck, I haven't heard a word from anyone about having to replace the Lemuria somehow."

"Yep. Don't think I've had more fun since last year's Flagg formal." Honara worked on a somewhat tougher piece of chicken tender.

"Yeeaaahh...other than the fact that we're forever banned from Anozira's best nightclub, that was a great night!" Ingraham replied in half-sarcasm, half-concurrence.

"Hey, who invited the Black Dawn? You or themselves?"

"Technically them, but was an acid nova in the women's restroom really nessecary?" Ingraham gestured with his hand to make his point. That was at least $3000 in chemical damages to...everything.

raising her own hands in defense, "Ok, if the sack of slime that Stahlfritz sleeps with had been doing her job, maybe Astrology, could still call itself Astrology? Kinda hard to do that when your planetarium projecter gets ripped off the roof. And you just HAD to be playing 'can't hold us' when that happened." Honara forcibly stabbed into a waffle.

"C'mon, you had to admit that was pretty fitting." Honara's face read 'I guess' "And in Stella's defense, she was making sure the non-eliminator students were getting out in one piece."

This conversation had gotten a little side-tracked and it would not be unreasonable if thier guests were getting concerned and considering giving them a wider berth. "Oh, don't worry kids. Flagg events are generally non-violent, at least in the three years I've been employed by them." Honara tried her best to re-assure any worried Beaconites.