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[thelittlestbub]

[This post is locked to all the HoAers, and a few outsiders - Michael, Lucifer, Blaine, Walter. She's doing a mass post, because calling all of you individually is a pain in the butt.

And Tony's included, even though he has his fancy schmancy armor. He needs this anyway.]

Hey, over the next couple of days, could everyone stop by the meeting room downstairs? I've got a project going and need everyone to stop by.

No nudity will be involved unless asked for.

... Except you, Tony.

And, seriously, this is actually pretty important, so you guys need to stop by.

Deadpool, I need you to go on a supply run. I've got a list for you and the cash.

Loki, this includes you.

Any questions?

Comments

[angel_of_death]

[Well. The girl certainly seemed to be at home in the room. Then again, he supposed it was her home and she had the right to reside in it as she pleased. Walter, too, was prone at times to being somewhat informal with the furniture in his household-- though he'd never put his bare feet on a table before.

Subsequently, Walter regarded her shifted position with a mild quirk of his brow even as he limited his verbal response to her actual statement.]

Explosives? You make it sound as though it's a coat for going to war.

[thelittlestbub]

[Jubilee looks up at him, and quirks her own eyebrow.]

No. It's one for surviving one.

[She's actually dead serious.]