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Elora twirls a half-eaten pretzel in one hand and looks at Den Bao. "So," she says, "I understand you have a plan."
Den Bao is sitting pretty, fresh and clean in a nice white robe (and scarf, as always) and sipping on what smells like a cross between enbalming fluid and peppermint schnapps. Pinky out, of course. "I might have a plan. Why do you ask?" Oh, the grin on his face.
Autumn "'cuz I told her you wanted to talk to Yu-Shan!" Autumn says, dressed in great half-planned astrological charts somehow woven into a dress, with a harlequin mask that has five bells, colored like the five maidens. He tilts his head, and they jingle. "And stuff."
Elora looks over her companions' outfits with dismay. She is wearing only a set of basic hiking clothes, complete with pack filled with rations and water. She appears to have given herself an extremely short haircut as well.
venus{A} too is dressed sensibly, for a whore.
Autumn "Elora, you make a sucky girl. Go steal Serpent's wand and be a guy already!"
pigeon changes topic to 'venus{A} too is dressed sensibly, for a whore.'
Elora "Autumn, I would remind you that I am your superior, and also, I am mean. Please stay focused on our business here."
Elora takes a loud, crunchy bite of pretzel.
Den Bao has himself another sip of delicious liver-rot, then eyes Elora over his cup. "Really, you don't have to throw your bureaucratic weight around. Besides, Autumn will just find a way to make you wish you hadn't.... in any case!"
Autumn cannot help but imagine those are the bones of his hand, or of more essential parts that don't even have bones, and thus just shrugs. "Just sayin', you gotta dress more flashly! You're a girl! And a Chosen! It asks for shininininininies. Anyway, Den?"
Elora "Yes, please continue." Crunch.
Serpent hunches over his coffee protectively. "Yes, tell us about this...plan."
Den Bao "Well! After Autumn's caustic bitch of a sifu decided to try and keep him quiet, we finally managed to get her to give us some clue as to what we should do next. Oddly, she said we should ask Yu-Shan for ourselves... and it got me thinking." Up goes a finger.
Den Bao "The nature of Creation is that it is the interwoven hopes and destinies of countless beings, each with some sort of impact, be it large or small. I imagine that, in a way, the same seems to apply for our wonderful little home-away-from-home. But!" TWO fingers this time.
Elora counts the fingers while silently betting to herself as to how many will eventually appear.
venus{A} quietly eats a pretzel, trying not to make it crunch.
Den Bao "... how do you ask the entirety of a realm how it feels, or what it knows, or what is the answer to two plus two? Directly, that is impossible. However... you can... float the question, as it were, and let the casual interplay of godly and Exalted lives unfort, taking notes of what comes out and seeing if there's anything to shake out of the pile of information. What I propose..." Three fingers. And another sip.
Elora mouths the word "three."
Serpent adjusts the tasseled picks holding together his elaborate bun. They appear to be decorated with figurines from a Pen-tsu and Juzi show.
Autumn steals a pretzel
Den Bao "Is a party. The biggest party that Yu-Shan has ever seen. But the party isn't what matters, no no. What we're going to do at this party is sow some kind of gossip seed, something that will touch all points of life from as many angles as possible. Something that gets all of Yu-Shan talking on the same accord so that we can hear what Yu-Shan has to say. Most of it will be noise and essence static, but the rest... it may yi
Serpent sips his coffee and sticks another pick in his hair. This figurine is sort of shoddily made, upside down, and has no head. "Den, um, you recall the Carnival of Meeting is assigned to an entire half Bureau. How are we going to top that?"
Serpent ** it may yield much."
Den Bao tosses back the rest of his drink, then lets out an odd sound. "Where there is a will? There is a way. It doesn't have to last long, anyway. Long enough to plant the seed... oooh, something like a cocktail meet-and-greet. It's easy enough to play to gods' egos to get them to attend. Just have to make it look like they'll be seen poorly for not showing up."
Autumn shakes his head at Serpent, "Sid, PLEASE! We need just to assign it whole Bureaus, then! We need to make a great party in the very center of Yu-Shan! A great party! Den... I really, really, really really love your idea! Your my Secrets!"
Elora nods, silently cursing that she had bet on "four." "I guess we need to have a party, then. Den Bao, have you started the arrangements? Taken out gathering permits?"
Den Bao "I started the moment the idea hit me. They just need endorsements."
Den Bao smiles proudly.
Elora "Excellent." She reaches over and washes down the last of her pretzel with a glass of freshly-squeezed orange juice.
venus{A} bites her lip, and decides on another pretzel.
Elora "While the rest of the preparations are made, we need to do some field work."
Den Bao "Now, it's just a matter of determining what the seed should be. I'd have to think about it... and it would certainly have to be something innocent-seeming, else I could be spending some time doing... unsavory things."
Elora nods
Autumn "The seed of controversy? Den, there are two things loved by Men and God."
Autumn "And that is Love and Violence."
Autumn "Give me time, and I will construct a beautiful story of love lost, of an affair brought to light amidst the party, and of a new rivalry springing into a full-on fight for love above the very crystal tables of our party! All I need is between three and four important figures!"
Den Bao smirks Autumn's way. "Make it so, and you will earn my complete and total respect."
Autumn "On it, Sid!" He makes 'firewand' motions to Den. "So, now... about the field work? Where we goin', momma?"
Elora "Southwest of Halta. We need to check up on Peleps Deled."
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