[I don't know what would be better for tagging my Isekrew with Elle Branwen: if it's an AU where it's an MMO guild, or Deedee et al got isekai'd to her world instead of the gameworld of Mundus. Which would you prefer?]
[The morning was busy with running, dancing, and swimming, and this afternoon, the Prism Maidens get a bit of time to rest. Or at least enough that Rain's pulled out her crystal mirror and is shifting some stones around on a table.]
Hmm... I'm seeing heavy clouds. I hope this doesn't mean something's going to happen at the stadium concert.
"Look, all I'm saying is that we can't call ourselves Dungeon Crawling And Chill here. No one will get the joke, and if they did no one wants it, Hikaru -"
Deedee stops dead, as she stops in front of the old guildhall. At the fact that it's actually occupied.
"...aaaand this isn't the empty guildhall we were promised. Sekhmet, go back to the merchant and engage in proactive consumer protection."
The six foot tall foxgirl in the Shaolin-ass robes scratches the back of her head. This just got a lot more complicated.
[ And Stella being Stella is currently puddled on the table Rain's using, giving herself some well-earned rest after all the work they did this morning. Now, though, she's eyeing Rain and her crystal mirror a little suspiciously. ]
Aww man, don't say that. The second you start talking about the weather, it's jinxed!
Elle's not having a good day. None of the reasons she's not having a good day are particularly new, but you know, being the guildmaster of a guild in debt and down the shitter just takes it out of you sometimes. She's going through their mail half-heartedly, trying to find something that will actually give them money rather than take it when the door comes swinging open and Elle looks up to see...
... Hm, okay. New faces. That's not unheard of, but it's definitely weird. Ah, shit. Have they come to collect for some debt or another? Of course this would happen on Ollie's day off. Piece of shit elf probably knew it was happening and bailed.
"I take it you're not here to give us lots of money," she says, turning her attention back to the stack of very angry mail sitting in front of her. "But if you want to take pity on us and do it anyway, we only take cash."
It doesn't always work that way, Stella! Though then again, if enough people believe it, it might... Don't worry! I'm sure the backup plans they've got will be fine. I mean, there are always backup plans.
You know, we probably could. Or at least one of those new-style light shows! I know I could use my water for that. Why don't we try and get everyone together to see what we can accomplish with it? Even just with an easy song, since we'd be putting so much into it.
Do you mean having things move through the water and around the projections? That sounds great! We've got to draw up some ideas and talk it over with everybody. Even if we don't get to do it this week, this is a solid idea!
That depends. I know getting lightning near water is hazardous for sure, and I'm not sure she'd be happy toning it down to power the projectors, but if we can keep everything out of the way of where she could put hers...
"Yeah I'm pretty sure someone else took a fat stack of cash to give us your guildhall, which he doesn't own. We've already dispatched a knifecat to kick his ass about it but. Awkward."
Her ears flatten and point backward. Awkward as hell.
"Unless that mail says he does. Which is still awkward."
Elle squints at this woman, trying to work out whether or not this is either a joke or some weird attempt on some debtor's part to trick them into handing over the metaphorical keys without a fuss. But something about the genuinely befuddled look on the woman's face strikes her as too genuine to be an act. And besides, this wouldn't be the first time that some jackass or other had underestimated just how active Blackest Night still were and tried to get one over on them.
So instead... Elle just sighs and takes a moment to pinch the bridge of her nose with the unmistakable energy of someone trying to will away a stress headache.
"No, it doesn't. Or at least it shouldn't, because I still have trial by combat ownership of this place and no one's turned up to get their ass kicked lately." She says this so casually that it's impossible to tell whether or not she's serious. "So I guess that means you're shit out of luck."
That's true! Hmm... You've got a big part in "Unlimited Stars," and since light is probably the most important part of a projection show, maybe that would work. But I don't want to put too much pressure on you, either, since you're new. How about "Merry Merry Land?" What do you think that would look like?
Uwahhh, I don't wanna be the center right away for a big performance like that... scary, scary.
[ She makes a note of that anyway, though. She's a diligent note taker, if nothing else. ]
Merry Merry Land could be fun... I think if we're gonna do something big and fancy like this then it definitely needs to be all of us on stage and sharing the spotlight properly! Otherwise it's not fair.
[ She taps her pen on the page as she mulls it over. ]
Let me find it. I know we're starting with "Red Carpet Rainbow" since we're riding the limo onto the stage, and we only do that at the start or end of an act. [She pulls her phone out again and scrolls through.] Ah, there! "Red Carpet Rainbow," "Sailing on a Sweet Rocket --" you know, before we got the video backdrop for that song, I didn't even realize "sweet rocket" was a type of flower, did you? I thought it was about candy.
Well, you said it sounded like something was gonna happen. So this is like... our backup plan! Everyone'll be super impressed once they find out we've got one.
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hi stella
Hmm... I'm seeing heavy clouds. I hope this doesn't mean something's going to happen at the stadium concert.
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Deedee stops dead, as she stops in front of the old guildhall. At the fact that it's actually occupied.
"...aaaand this isn't the empty guildhall we were promised. Sekhmet, go back to the merchant and engage in proactive consumer protection."
The six foot tall foxgirl in the Shaolin-ass robes scratches the back of her head. This just got a lot more complicated.
"...hi there," she starts, lamely.
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Aww man, don't say that. The second you start talking about the weather, it's jinxed!
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... Hm, okay. New faces. That's not unheard of, but it's definitely weird. Ah, shit. Have they come to collect for some debt or another? Of course this would happen on Ollie's day off. Piece of shit elf probably knew it was happening and bailed.
"I take it you're not here to give us lots of money," she says, turning her attention back to the stack of very angry mail sitting in front of her. "But if you want to take pity on us and do it anyway, we only take cash."
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[She tentatively pats the Stella-pile.]
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[ She lifts her head up a little, if only just to rest her chin in her hand. ]
Back-up plans always mean just running around like headless chickens. 'cos they always happen last minute!
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[ She huffs a bit, but then she looks thoughtful. ]
Couldn't we just fake some fireworks, with our powers?
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[ And all of a sudden, she's full of energy again. That's Stella for you. ]
Maybe we could get Celeste to do some weird gravity stuff, too?
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[ She's bubbling over with ideas now. ]
D'you think Citrine could do anything fancy as well?
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[ She's kicking her feet a bit under the table to work off some of the energy. ]
What about you, Rain? What do you wanna do?
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[She pulls her phone out and looks up one of these.]
I could make a screen out of water, and that's what the light goes onto. Or your globe idea's great, too!
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Her ears flatten and point backward. Awkward as hell.
"Unless that mail says he does. Which is still awkward."
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So instead... Elle just sighs and takes a moment to pinch the bridge of her nose with the unmistakable energy of someone trying to will away a stress headache.
"No, it doesn't. Or at least it shouldn't, because I still have trial by combat ownership of this place and no one's turned up to get their ass kicked lately." She says this so casually that it's impossible to tell whether or not she's serious. "So I guess that means you're shit out of luck."
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Whooaaa, this is crazy! I've never seen anything like this before! How's it even work?
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[ She ducks under the table for a second so she can fish her notepad and pen out of her bag and starts scribbling some of this down. ]
What song d'you think it'd be best with? Definitely a big group one!
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[ She makes a note of that anyway, though. She's a diligent note taker, if nothing else. ]
Merry Merry Land could be fun... I think if we're gonna do something big and fancy like this then it definitely needs to be all of us on stage and sharing the spotlight properly! Otherwise it's not fair.
[ She taps her pen on the page as she mulls it over. ]
Mrgrgr... what's the setlist for that show again?
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[ TODAY SHE LEARNED... ]
But the lyrics are all about sugar and stuff tasting sweet! ... oh, that's probably a metaphor, huh...
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[ And then her eyes start sparkling. ]
Wouldn't it be fun for us all to write a song together someday?
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[ Stella? Forward planning?? Say it ain't so. ]