<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/12/Lorenzo_richelmy_p_2014.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Alex Murray  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?msg=16009815#msg16009815;topic=337106.0)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black suit, dark red tie and black shoes<br/><strong>Location:</strong>bar, RP room, av room<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sebastian, Tanahome, Henry, Kesha, Jazaele<strong>Mentioning:</strong><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Rubbing at the stubble on his chin while pacing back and forth slowly across the smallish space of the AV room. So far things had seemingly gone well. None of the members had objected or even acted as if such things where out of the norm. This was either a really good sign or a really bad one. With the former signifying acceptance. While he latter could mean that they where already over this RP and patiently biding their time to politely cancel their membership.<br/><br/>The discussion had turned towards character creation. Perhaps they simply believed this was a planned thing. Well it was certainly unique for there to be a new member who didn't know the first thing about RP games. It wasn't completely unheard of for there to be people who came here to learn. Often they where referred by a friend or some such who thought this might be up their alley.<br/><br/>In such cases when a total noob was at the table the club went out of their way to get them up to speed. This they might be able to work. Perhaps they could just play things off as a server who slipped up on the details of a new client. As such Alex made a mental note to catch Kesha when she left the room. It would be good to make sure they where on the same page here.<br/><br/>Coming to a stop from the pacing and snapping his fingers. "Okay let's get some music going. Something nice and low key while they discuss character creation. With things as they are it will take a little longer. Let's have a nice list queued up alight?" Within moments soft background music of began to play softly. Some sort of stringed instrument of a sort Alex's limited knowledge couldn't identify was the star of this piece.<br/><br/>"Okay that's great. Now let's lower the lighting around the table well keeping them bright. There not in world just yet let's keep them focused on their current task." As commanded the light's slowly dimmed around the table.<br/><br/>Alex was starting to feel better about things now and once more picked up his phone and dialed a number. "How are things going?" This was referring to the kitchen. "Good let's get something out as soon as we can alright."