GOTTA BE THE GOOD LIFE // WEEKLY TASKS + MEETING

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]Litchandelier would pad up the stairs, his amber eyes wide and already beginning to search what was up there. Once on top he stepped closer to the edge, gazing over the front of the mansion from his high view. He had never been up here before, as it was only permitted for the bosses to stand here, and most of the time even they only came up with only the intention of making an annoucement. And speaking of, thats what he came up here to do. The panther was standing here as a boss to make an annoucement, and what was that exactly? Weekly tasks. They needed them, and with the crisp and cool air beginning to flow in with the sign of Autumn, and also Halloween, The Mafia had alot to do for the week.


    Litchandelier turned his head from side to side, looking at nothing really, just carrying a slight expectation someone would walk to or pass him, even though that was unlikely. He would stop stalling and look down, and call out. [b]"EVERYONE GATHER FOR A MEETING AND WEEKLY TASKS!" He called, his voice loud enough for everyone to hear, and perhaps creating an echo that would ring through nearby halls.


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    Limping over with a delightful, not, scowl decorating her face, the suddenly grumpy feline took a seat besides Astra, sending them a brief side glance before her dark chocolate colored orbs traveled to Litchandelier, and letting her fluffy tail swing from side to side, awaiting for the meeting to commence. She had things to do and with her new kids running around, she couldn't let things in this place go awry.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; width: 467px; color: white; font-family: times new roman;text-transform:lowercase][justify][size=12]well Paige was back, and luckily just in time for a meeting! The malnourished pup made her way to the scene, head raised a bit higher. She was indeed getting older and it was obvious in her demeanor. But it was a shame that her weight wouldn't grow with her mind. Paige's lack of a dawn coat was making this winter quite challenging, especially due to the fact that she didn't have a layer of flubber to keep her body temperature up or a thick coat. So the pup made her way the the scene and taking a seat beside those who had already gathered, curling into a tight ball as she awaited the meeting to begin.
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    [color=powderblue][font=georgia][size=12px]seeing mia was now back in action, ammy was too. the collie made his way over to sit near paige and proceeded to look towards litch. as to what the meeting was about though...well. he'd have to wait and find out.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]Seeing as members began to arrive, along with Leona approaching, he turned his head to give her a quick dip of acknowledgement that she was there before looking back forward and clearing his throat to begin. [b]"Okay for the meeting I need to start with our biggest issue, activity. The Mafia is losing it along with members, and speaking of, I need to see high positions around more, I have only seen very few around lately. But I do believe that if we work together we can get this place back up and running. I know the meeting might have been short but thats really the issue I needed to address,"     the male paused for a few moments, looking over the bars of the stairs to look at the members and allow them to take in what he said for a minute. After a moment he resumed, a small smile crawling onto his face.


    "And now, weekly tasks!" Litchandelier broke the moment of silence, and the first person he looked at was Astrarot. "Astrarot, I would like for you to hold medic assistant tryouts, with you being the new medic, I believe that you need an assistant about now as you have held this position for a little while. And when you have time, practice on your skills. You have progressed but I feel that you still are young and need to learn more about healing, especially if you'll be teaching the arts to someone else," with his tasks out of the way, the boss then laid his eyes upon Paige. "I was thinking that perhaps you could hold the mass adopt? And along with that, gather wood from the forest for the fireplace? Its beginning to feel cold as Fall is here, we need some heat in here, although you can ask someone to make the fire," now finished with Paige, next up was Amadeus. "I need you to get more supplies for Astrarot, and afterwards, I've seen you're good with hosting activities, so I thought that you could host a couple fall activities?" Litchandelier's task for Amadeus was straightforward and simple, at least it sounded more simple. Last up was Alani, at least last for now until anyone else showed up. "Alani, I was thinking that you could gather wines along with samples of them and venture to other clans and sell it," he was then done with Alani, and sat down, ready to give out more to anyone else who arrived. Alot would get done this week and that gave him a nice feeling.


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    [justify][sub][color=black]Yeah. The activity here wasn't great, she knew that. But they could work on it. They all could. Things would get better. They had to. The cream and brown feline grinned, suddenly her mood lifting and she nodded. "H'yeah. Got it boss." And then she headed off, tail flickering from side to side as she walked away.


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    [color=powderblue][font=georgia][size=12px]ammy listened in and gave a nod of his head as he was given a task. he could do that. it was easy enough even if it would require a lot of hard work on his part. [color=white]understood, l-litch. the collie answered with a small smile and a wag of his tail. it was time to get his creative head on.