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

[repeatingsun]

"Right, right. Sorry, the details..." She just shrugs and smiles a bit. "This stuff's pretty good, have you ever tried it?"

Yeah, Sola likes the Lembas bread.

[warriorscribe]

"I haven't." He isn't all that hungry, but he knows he should at least try to eat. He takes one of the smaller pieces and tries it, eating slowly since...well he wasn't that hungry, and eating in this case seems to only serve to remind him that he isn't.

"I hope some good can come of this meeting..."

[repeatingsun]

It's more curiosity than anything, as far as she's concerned. "At least now I know what it actually tastes like, if I need to create any of it. That's good." It's as much study as it is amusement, as far as she's concerned.

At Enoch's statement, she nods sympathetically. "Yeah, I hope so too."

[warriorscribe]

"Things have seemed so bleak here..." A heavy sigh, a lowering of his head for a moment before he returns his attention to Sola. "Have you been well here? I apologize, I mostly keep to myself. It's...an old habit."

Of course, he didn't do much of that back in Meridian...Sola is free to call him out on this.