Battleship Team 2.

[idolpro]

[ as you exit the elevator you find yourself in a sleek control room, though the subtle drip^drip_drop of water coming from one of the corners of the room tells you that you're likely several leagues under the sea. it's fine... probably. sitting in the center of the room is an enormous table boasting a 3D grid with a display of ships that may look a familiar! to its left and to its right are more screens that seem to be showing nonsense, some of which are flashing, and there are dozens and dozens of buttons just begging to be pressed. comfortable chairs surround the table if you'd like to sit, but feel free to stand if that's your thing. at the head of the room is, perhaps, the largest computer monitor and its displaying a duplicate grid of the one on the center table... except it's blank. for now. it's these two grids that you'll be using in today's game. ]

Comments

Re: Discussion.

[outofoffice]

[ WINKS ]

I'm resourceful! Want some?

Re: Discussion.

[at_heart]

Do I want some of the alcohol you just said was terrible? Gosh, what an opportunity. I'd be crazy to pass it up.

[ Reaching for the bottle anyway. ]

Re: Discussion.

[outofoffice]

Curiosity killed the cat, as they say! Or perhaps wolf, in this case . . .

[ Handing it over ]

Re: Discussion.

[at_heart]

Is it at least wine? I know you don't have the same standards when it comes to beer.

[ It looks like wine! Anyway, he takes it by the neck and swigs a little and — only through extremely long practice avoids spitting it out on the floor, or even making any kind of extremely noticeable face.

Not without difficulty, he even swallows after a moment. ]

Wow. Wow.