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

[justabignobody]

[Unlike many others, Riku doesn't react with shock or fear or grief at Gandalf's words (though admittedly that is at least partly because almost all his important people are trapped with him in the tower already).

What he says makes sense after all, especially given just many Heartless were roaming this place... and the fact that so far he had only once ran into lesser Nobodies.

He frowns to himself as he thinks through all that he knows about heart and soul and the bond that connects them.]

If that's really the case... then shouldn't there be a way to turn them back into their original selves?

[After the Door to Darkness had been closed, the worlds that had been taken by the Heartless and the people living there had been restored after all...

Though the real question was... if the Heart had been taken by the Darkness, and the Soul been turned into a Phantom... what had happened to the body?]

[the_white_rider]

[ Gandalf nods to Riku. That much, he is certain. How to do it though... There are too many solution. And none he can pretend they'll ever be able to put into action. ]

Yes, there certainly is. I foresee two means to turn them back. One would be to obtain Zo's assistance. He knows how to do it and can do it, but for obscure reasons the others refuse. Maybe this tower is simply not big enough to "welcome" that many people in their normal state.

The second solution I see would be to restore our homeworlds. I assume, would this be to happen, that they would be called home and restored to their original form much like the world itself. The restoration of our homeworlds is, I believe, the very purpose we should aim at.

[justabignobody]

[He frowns thoughtfully as he thinks... there is quite some that he could add now, about the Heartless, about the way that heart and soul work together (to his knowledge), but... given everyone else's reactions to that previous revelation, talking about the true nature of the Heartless does seem a little premature. Especially considering that he can't be sure if those things are really related. Not to mention that Xehanort is here as well.

He would have to seek out Gandalf at some point later on perhaps, to share his thoughts and get another opinion on them. For now he just nods and leans back into his seat again.]

That makes sense.