towerofanimus | Fellowship of Animus | First Council of Sages

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.

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[Rusty is silent for a long time, letting it sink in.]

...what if... we weren't brought from our original world?

[There's a sad sort of pain in his chest at the idea that the people he'd come to care about after all that time were stuck like that. Vincent. Veld. Catpaw. Jinx. Isabella. Marco. Mimi. Kim. Sephiroth. Lucretia. Tseng.

All the people who remembered him from the Elegante, the one's he'd been willing to shoot a thing that had taken the shape of Rude to keep alive.

All the people he'd been willing to die to save.

All the people he mattered to.

He's not sure he can handle it to be honest.]

Edited 2012-07-29 02:42 (UTC)

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Then I would assume this would concern only the people from the world you were on before you arrived in the tower.

[ That's a lie but that's impossible to say. According to what the administrators said, all worlds connected together die at once. Reno would have been a link between his Gaia and the Boat-

But he doesn't have to know that. It's too painful. ]

Fellowship of Animus | First Council of Sages

Re: All the people from our homeworlds...

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