BUT TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT WE CAN REALLY LET GO ( OPEN )

[medusalith]

Date & Time: SATURDAY AT FIVE ( IT'S BACKDATED )
Location: DITR's offices in the hold, possibly spilling out into the hall if it gets super crowded.
Characters: Medusa, Saul, the staff of DITR, and YOU
Summary: In an effort to promote COMMUNITY OUTREACH the DITR hosts an open house! Free food and drink - you can't say no to that.
Warnings: Nothing? If anything comes up, please mark it in thread headers.

( IT'S A PARTY. THERE IS MUSIC OF QUESTIONABLE TASTE - PROBABLY ONE OR TWO ONE HIT WONDERS FROM THE 1980S ON REPEAT BECAUSE THAT'S ALL THEY COULD FIND UNTIL ANNE SINGS. THERE IS ALSO FOOD, BUT IT'S MUCH BETTER THAN THE MUSIC. THINK OPEN HOUSE FOOD - CHEESE AND CRACKERS AND MEATS AND LOTS OF DAINTY DESSERTS.

AND WINE. THERE IS LOTS OF WINE.

TAG YOURSELF IN OR HIT ANYONE ELSE UP - IT'S A FREE FOR ALL. )

Comments

[cesar]

What of our duties? What are our measures then?

[ He takes the time to quickly sip his wine before continuing. ]

To impart information as fast as the wind?

[5055034455]

Even faster, my friend.

[Said with a wink, natch.]

[cesar]

[ He chuckles at that. Very cute, Saul. ]

Lightning?

[5055034455]

Have scientists discovered anything that travels faster than light yet?

[Wait. Why is he asking Cesare? Like he would know.

Saul shakes his head.]

If so, that.

[cesar]

Does light travel?

[ Aristotle would disagree. ]

[5055034455]

Uh, yeah? How do you think it... you know, lights things up?

[Please don't make him talk about science again, Cesare. He had to explain viscosity and the physics of sandcastles to Ahiru once and it was terrible.]

[cesar]

Light is not an object, but a quality. An attribute.

[ Sorry bro. ]

[5055034455]

Nooooooot really, actually.

[Why is this conversation happening?]

Light's made up of stuff just like everything else is made up of stuff. Qualities are, like, abstract.





[mothafuckin' science]

[cesar]

[ Cesare wonders too. Politics is a welcome topic at parties, but scientific arguments are just dull. He raises his glass to accede. ]

Faster than light, even if it were instantaneous.

[5055034455]

[Good man, Cesare.]

There you go. Meet any of your co-workers yet?

[cesar]

I met the girl. Ella.

And one can't possibly miss her. [ He gestures to Medusa with his glass. ]

[5055034455]

Ella's new. Seems nice.

[Saul doesn't have to follow Cesare's gesture to know who's being gestured to, but he does it anyway.]

She's royalty, you know.

[cesar]

[ He isn't too interested in nice. Royalty may yet have their uses. ]

Does she have a land to claim?

[5055034455]

Not here. Even the people who do don't — none of us were born here. This isn't our world.

[As if he has to point that out.]

[cesar]

[ And here he was hoping some noble would be worth earning favors from. ]

So commoners and nobles have been reduced to the same. God would be pleased.

[5055034455]

[That earns a skeptical snort from Saul, who almost rolls his eyes.]

Yeah. I'm sure.