Fellowship of Animus | First Council of Sages

[sageprincess]

Characters: THE FELLOWSHIP OF ANIMUS aka pretty much everyone
Setting: Floor 38, early afternoon - forward-dated to July 29
Format: Party style - pick your poison
Summary: After repeated delays, Zelda and Gandalf have finally called the populace of the Tower to discuss productive means of dealing with their situation.
Warnings: None yet, will edit should something come up

It's taken far too long to get to this point.

Come Sunday, the various couches and armchairs of the uppermost lounge have been arranged in vaguely semi-circle-like patterns, with chairs from other floors scattered amongst them to increase seating even more. The semi-circles face inwards towards a central point to facilitate discussion among a large group of people. Though this is by no means a party, small slices of Lembas bread are available on tables around the perimeter - though there is no shortage of food, the hungry tend to be less cooperative, all the same.

Outside, the sun shines brightly without a cloud to obstruct it, but the atmosphere inside is much less carefree. Considering the purpose of gathering here this day, it's to be expected. Should this council succeed, it may very well change life in the Tower as everyone knows it. If not, well... one should certainly hope individual efforts begin to bear more fruit than they have in the past.

Comments

[alwaysataclimax]

Momo scratches the back of his head, then makes an annoyed noise. "It just does! If they're gonna make some kinda stupid experiment outta me, I'm gonna let 'em know just what I think about it!"

"If we keep tryin', it's bound to go right eventually. Maybe they'll slip up, maybe we'll get lucky." It makes sense to him, anyway. Brute-force one's way through it. Something will give eventually.

[childhero]

Link has been quietly listening, but something Riku said caught his attention. He waits until Momotaros replies, and then speaks up.

"Maybe, if they think we're predictable... We can use that to our advantage. Maybe sometime in the future, we could use it as a diversion."

It isn't much to say, but he feels that's all he needs to say.

[pitiedthefool]

"...It did partly work in the pods, but not by much."

It was still painful for him to think about, of how much the others suffered and what resulted in that time, but he wasn't going to let that keep him silent.

"While we could use it to our advantage, there's something else..." He remembered far too well how easy it was for one of them to stop his friend literally in midair. "There's also the possibility that they'll use something more substantial here than death as punishment instead, if we do. Jason wouldn't have any qualms about modification, and Ruana's capable of stopping people in their tracks with little effort."