Nine Hundred Ninety-Nine Feet Below Fandom, Saturday

[designateddadfriend]

It was another fine day in the Hole. At least, according to any still working clocks another day had gone by. That was about the only way of tracking them down here, other than general bodily signals like hunger.

Speaking of. Travis had decided he'd had enough sad lumping again, and was attempting to Do Something. Since he still didn't have any ideas of how to get out of this hole, he was shifting his focus to the growing crowd of people down here with him instead.

Who was up for a family style spaghetti dinner today?

[ocd coming HELPS WHEN I DON'T FORGET TO UPDATE THE OOC NOTE FOR HOURS. Open!]

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Re: Life in the hole

[sharp_man]

"The library, mostly," Hannibal said. There were books everywhere. "And downstairs the cabinets should probably be opened carefully and the records and CDs straightened. The pantry still needs a bit of work, but I would prefer to do that myself. Any furniture you'd like to set upright, feel free, but leave the harpsichord, please. I'd rather it suffer as little as possible."

Re: Life in the hole

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight nodded and thought for a moment.

"Probably start with some of the furniture. Give people some better places to sit and rest. If we bring a few of the tables out can help with meals too. Also might help with morale a bit to have some more comfortable options for sleeping for however much longer we have to be here."

He started towards the sitting area to see what state the couch and table and chairs were in.

Re: Life in the hole

[sharp_man]

"Mm." Hannibal nodded in turn. "Travis will likely want to sleep at the station. There are four bedrooms apart from the master suite, each with a double bed, and four couches, so should it get too crowded down here, the house can sleep fourteen if people don't mind doubling up."

He paused. "I am not doubling up with Beaker. That is my only stipulation."

Re: Life in the hole

[alwaysonguard]

"Fair enough stipulation." Dwight had not had much interaction with Beaker but knew enough to know it was not the safest bet to be anywhere in close proximity to him for any extended period of time. Something about random fires and spontaneous combustion....

"Anyway, I'll work on getting the couches set back up then start on the bedrooms from there. Just holler is you need anything" he said, heading out of the kitchen, Joni chasing after, batting at his shoelaces again as he went.

Re: Life in the hole

[sharp_man]

Hannibal's husband had been permanently on fire; he had no issues with that. He just didn't want to lead the...man?...on.

"Thank you." He nodded again as Dwight left.

Now, to start on the pantry.