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

[pitiedthefool]

[He doesn't mind it. Maybe he blinked once, but he doesn't move away. If this was what she needed right now, for a friend to lean on, then he'll be there.

But when she finally speaks up, there's a little pained frown. ...Both times they'd been gone, she wanted to help break them out or seize control of this place? What really is there to say to that?

... There isn't anything to say.

Yu wraps an arm around her shoulders, hand resting on her other shoulder. He knows that pain, but there is little else he can say on it. Especially since they are both hurting in their own ways. He because he survived Jason's pod, and Xion because she had to wait to hear how they all died in their attempts. None of it was fair, even though he can guess that they just didn't want to see her get hurt.]

... They told me to stop caring about so many people.

[But he couldn't, much like he can't turn that off now. The guilt is there, yes, but there is a strength he wishes to share with her.]

[attheclocktower]

[Xion makes a quiet, choked half-noise. There were times where a tiny, selfish part of her just... wishes she didn't care. Maybe if she didn't care, maybe it wouldn't hurt as much. And at the same time... the idea of not caring, about Roxas or Axel, or Reno or Shion or Sora or Fey or even the person sitting next to her...

It was scary.

It was funny, for the longest time, she'd thought she was a Nobody, the same as Roxas and Axel. No heart, no feelings. And for her (and Roxas), no memories. Only that wasn't true, her being a Nobody. And she could feel things, she knew that. Who knew what the status of her heart was.

She closes her eyes shoulders slumping a little, and shakes her head.]

I don't think I could ever do that.

[Either, she thought, realizing belatedly what he was trying to say. She sits up straight, suddenly awkward.]

S-sorry. I didn't mean to say- ... sorry...

[pitiedthefool]

[The apology catches him slightly by surprise. What is she apologizing for, since she too has such a kind and caring heart?

It doesn't make sense.]

You don't have to apologize. [He shakes his head, frowning slightly.] Besides, isn't it a testament to how important we hold our friendships if we are unable to not care?