Gyp didn't want to answer Ivan's question, the sheer memory of that redhead murdering Eris was too scary, let alone take it to words. He noticed that three Congress big fishes had entered the room. There were two high commands there, along with Gyp's friend and Congress Arbiter, James Trenton. He waved to Jay Tee, who noticed the greet but answered to it with an open palm letting the ex-TAZ know he was kinda busy. There you have our host boys, Arbiter James Trenton. We go back, he and I, and that's why we are enjoying his hospitality, so don't mess up while in Congress territory. He took the joint from Ivan and passed it to those in the table who hadn't smoked yet.
Popes, I think I have an idea of what Goddess wants us to do with this new state of affairs. For long TAZ has meddled in the politics of other parties but only to an extent. He gave a look to the others, whose attention was focused on the young reporter at all times, except when each of them got the shared doobie. Kalliste Gold demanded care and love. I think it's time for the Dynamic Legion of Discord to spin-off an armed, militant branch. He then grabbed the roach of the marijuana cigar, and put it between delicate pinzers he carried with him for this purpose, and claimed the last puff. There are small, weak but yet strong groups out there, such as the Golden Chrysanthemums, the Gaians, and even the brave Maquis, who are indeed soldiers of Eris when fighting chaotically for a fairer Sector. It is our duty to support them in a non less chaotic fashion. He leaned towards the center of the table while paying a quick look to each and every one of them. Watcha all say if we take up the Jolly Roger and refound the Erisian Liberation Front, here and now? You know the drill, steal from the rich to give to the poor. He smiled as the first signs of excitement sprouted among his fellow Popes.