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An October 2036 esper meet up, in Chicago
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"Jamie!" Fist bump! It's another kinda 'meh'.

"Not a lot of luck for me so far," he comments, "Still, it's nice to meet you. Where're you from?" 

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Sigh. "I'm a local. And like no offense or nothin' but I'm real antsy right now. Unless you know someone who might match 'itchy' or 'needs to be squeezed' as a backlash I'ma keep circling...?"

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"Hmmm..." He knows a lot of people, but obviously not a lot of people here. "Not that I can think of, sorry. Good luck! There's so many people here, you'll probably find someone decent." 

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"That's the hope! You too."

More salami, and away she goes, again.

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And Jamie spots some interesting figures hanging out by the cute little desserts table, and leaves the cheese to be menaced by someone else.

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Tim emerges from a handicapped restroom, deliberately choosing to believe that being an esper entitles a person to facilities that able-bodied people should believe.  He's not feeling vaguely guilty, they have the entire hotel booked, nobody who really needs a handicap restroom will be deprived because he took ten minutes in there.  Really.  He's not.

He's definitely not thinking about the reason an entire quilted rug, condom dispenser, and a box of baby wipes were strategically left in there.  Those are normal.  Anybody could need those while using the facilities.

You came here to meet partners.  Business partners.  You can't use your powers without a partner, you want to use your powers.  Just do this.  You did the hard one first, and everyone knows that a white belt is the hardest to get, not a black belt, because most people don't even show up.  Get out of your head and - there's one.

"Good afternoon, ma'am.  Would you like to test for compatibility?"  A hand outstretched, ready to offer a firm handshake, but not to close too quickly.  He's learned his lesson.

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Wendy is munching on salami slices on a paper plate, not even bothering with the fancy crackers. She gives a thumbs up and holds out a fist to bump without pausing her chewing.

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Simon has been an esper for four years but still insists on going to esper mixers. He says that it's important to meet new(ly awakened) espers! And because he wants to help other 'useless power espers' like himself, that aren't able to fit into the typical esper job niches of healer, constructor, dungeoneer, and support. And because he's kind of established himself as a professional partner as an adjunct to his illusion food business, and having more potential clients is good.

Damian isn't really much for esper mixers but he acknowledges that they are, indeed, good for networking. He goes with Simon to mixers in the California or nearby states (if he feels like it), but this time Damian is visiting a friend in Chicago, and it just so happened that there's a mixer planned the next day. So obviously Simon wants to go with him.

Here is a man wearing a lustrous Italian cut burgundy silk satin suit, matching tie, with neatly slicked and combed hair. He has cufflinks of ruby and silver and a white pocket square. And a chunky silver watch. He has oxblood leather shoes. Also, he has red eyeshadow on. Because he really wanted to be extra extra today.

He has black hair and red-violet eyes. He has on a polite smile.

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And here is the man with him! They're not touching but it's obvious by the way they stand near each other that they're partners, or otherwise very close. He's a little shorter, than Damian — he's six foot nothing whereas Damian has another inch. He's wearing a black long sleeved button-down shirt buttoned all the way up, that has bright millefleur embroidery of oranges all over it. He has a cloisonné enamel bolo tie on also depicting an orange. He has loose white pants, with the shirt tucked in, and boat shoes. He has no watch but does have a small dark gray rayon messenger bag.

He has bright blonde hair and a trimmed beard and similarly bright yellow eyes. He looks cheerful and very into the food. Yay fancy meats and crackers! It's a shame all the cheese is gone but he thinks they'll restock the trays in a bit.

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[Wendy, Damian, Simon breakout thread: near the fancy meats]

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