towerofanimus | (no subject)

Characters: Anyone and everyone
Setting: Cafeteria, Noon, Nov 7th
Format: Anything
Summary: A party/discussion mingle after calling a meeting of the residents.
Warnings: tba

The anonymous post on the network was an invitation to gather, discuss and share information. Maybe they would get incredibly lucky and get to the bottom of things, such as who was behind the bombings or the strange things that went on during Quarantine.

Someone has been at work down here in the dining hall, moving the tables around to create a space in the middle in case people felt like dancing. Most of the chairs are around the outside and facing the middle, for everyone to see each other better. There was another space and some chairs for musicians, and a couple of the larger tables were set up with a large buffet of normal cafeteria food (because Zo wasn't likely to poison them) and resident prepared dishes, both clearly marked.

Of course, there was always the oatmeal.

[ooc: Feel free to make your own threads and subthreads!]

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I've had enough people tell me that I should do as I wish that I'm inclined to try. Everyone seems fixated on how much time is remaining... and perhaps I'm being rather rude but if there is a time limit, there is very little time to prove oneself and build up the requisite relationships in order to be involved. I may as well set out on my own and see where that goes rather than lick bottom for what, a handful of months of satisfaction?

[He seems a little ruffled, and takes a moment to breathe.]

Pardon me. However, I do think my statement stands well enough. If there is a time limit, I'm not going to waste time ingratiating myself to people when I can do things now.

[Capell was a little taken aback by his anger though he didn't really show it. He was good at riding out temper tantrums.] Well do as you think is best and I wish you luck with it. [Though he thought that being in larger groups was better, after all there was no way he could have cut all the chains alone. No way Sigmund could have done it, he had only defeated Veros because all his friends had stood by him.]

[Capell's response hits a nerve, and Xehanort's eyes narrow slightly in displeasure, arms crossing.]

Ah yes, such a stock answer. That is all that people have told me when I expressed an interest in action of any sort... and that is why I am moving my own direction. If no one wishes my assistance in matters I will put that energy into my own endeavours, to everyone has given me their unnecessary blessing.

[He put his arms up, in defense, in trying to alleviate the tension. See, this was why he had spend most of his life alone, never staying in the same place twice. Even after he had began hiding the fact he was an Unblessed, he just... conversations were hard.

He remembered Edward and how hard it had been to engage in conversation with him without him exploding in anger, he had persevered there and so could here as well.] Well I don't have any need for assistance. But if you need any help, just let me know.