Blanket Fort - Room 32

[lvpd_sidle]

Courtesy of Collins, there is an abundant supply of food from the restaurant in Santa Fe.

There are cushions, blankets, and plenty of space in which to stretch out.

Outside the door is a sign: This is a Tofu-Free Zone.

And the door is unlocked.

Comments

[mendanddefend_archive]

"Likewise." He looks around at the other occupants of the fort. "Do you guys mind if I try something?"

[the_antiangst]

"What do you have in mind?"

[mendanddefend_archive]

"I want to run a diagnostic on everyone here. Then, when I get back to the bar, I'll run some more scans there and see if I can find out what effects the tofu is having on people."

[the_antiangst]

Angel shrugs. "Fine by me."

[mendanddefend_archive]

Bob nods, and holds out his hands, palms outward. A soft yellow glow spreads out from them, enveloping each occupant of the fort in turn. The scanned individuals might feel a slight tingle, but nothing else.

Finally, the glow retreats back into his hands, and Bob nods in satisfaction. "That should do it."

[the_antiangst]

"...huh. Neat trick."

[mendanddefend_archive]

"Thanks." Bob looks downright smug. "Comes with the format."