Taisho Roman Revolution

[idolpro]

[ The elevator opens up to a room spacious enough to house the whole unit comfortably, but with no furniture to speak of except a touchscreen podium near the far wall, displaying a row of four larger-than-life mahjong tiles on a red background. On the left side of the screen is a square that says TRADE. The walls and floor of the room are nearly checkered with metal panels, out of place against the rest of the marble flooring and unremarkable off-white walls.

The elevator doors close behind you. ]

Comments

[syncintohell]

[ doesn't answer that ]

There is no guarantee we will be targeted.

[furrytailprince]

... do you think we have established ourselves well enough with the others?

[syncintohell]

There is no way of telling. There is not one person in this world that in universally liked, and one person's distaste alone is all that is required for this set-up.

[furrytailprince]

I do not wish to see any of us harmed if I can prevent it. Nor do I want to force you to make a choice you find morally reprehensible.

[syncintohell]

It's disgusting, abominable, that we have come to this! There are few options available and even fewer that will allow all our demands satisfied.

If. [ Give him a moment. ] That is your concern, I ask for your blessing to play the four. It is unlikely it will go through with the seven, but the damage done is not unforgivable, and it offers some possibility of respite that the one does not.

[furrytailprince]

... very well.