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

[forceless]

What?!

[Ven'd been standing guard, for the most part-- not that... it had entirely helped with some people that showed up, but he'd been around quietly, kind of getting bored, to be honest.

But he'd been listening and that-- no way man. No way.]

That's impossible! I was there when Zo tried to bring other people back, I saw the phantoms-- there's no way that was them! I thought one of them was my friend, but all it was going to do was kill me if someone hadn't helped!

I've run into a bunch of the monsters around here, and that just-- doesn't make sense! I've seen some monsters that look like monsters I'd find on my home world, why would people turn into those? Or monsters from completely other worlds too?! Those things can't think! You yourself just said it was a theory!

[Emotional? Yeeaaah probably.]

[the_white_rider]

I refuse to believe it as well, but I have witnessed by my own eyes that under extreme circumstances, even what once was a pure soul can become black, deformed and a being no one would recognize. That was in my homeworld, and were are here in a tower that defies logic and the laws as we knew them.

Furthermore from what I know, the only monsters present in this tower are monsters from our homeworlds, save for the Phantoms. There may be a reason as to why.

But yes, this is indeed only a theory and I can not request from you to believe it, not until we have further proof.

[ It's okay Ventus, he expected worse reactions even. ]

[forceless]

I know how a soul works-- [OK a bit of an overstatement, no one really knew all of the workers of a Heart and Soul, but Xehanort had certainly taught him a lot.] I know they can be twisted, but this-- just doesn't make sense!

[But it did...kind of make sense, didn't it...? Why else would he be freaking out? Hadn't the Unversed come from half of him, after all?

He shook his head furiously.]

Not like those. The numbers just don't add up! [He hoped.]