[dated from 4/16 on] // ja, ich bin viel stärker, als ich je gedacht hab

[fionnuisce]

Characters: Waver and/or anyone; this is meant to cover throughout the week starting from the 16th, and I'll add in prompts if any are needed!
Setting: Hidden floor: one prompt for Waver specifically and another for talking amongst your fellow potential infiltrators.
Format: Any
Summary: Waver has information to share and the populace has tactical espionage action to plan; this is also meant as an overall information-sharing/strategic planning mingle so have at it!
Warnings: Nothing yet.

[A short and simple post was left on the network, the person that wrote it not having stayed long enough to answer any responses:]

I have an important document of sorts to share with anyone interested. For the foreseeable future, I can be found in the one location secure enough to not have anything overheard.

Of only slightly less urgent importance, I also need to speak with anyone else that was involved in recharging this place's energy.

-Waver Velvet

P.S. If your name is Sephiroth, expect to be forcibly thrown out.

[As soon as he'd punctuated the last sentence, Waver left and headed directly to the hidden floor. That was sure to be straightforward enough; he just hoped it wouldn't draw the wrong sort of attention.]

Comments

who wants to talk infodumps

[fionnuisce]

[Throughout the week, Waver sat off to the side copying Aria's report and map a couple of times over by hand--fortunately his miserable handwriting could be legible when applied to something other people needed to be able to read. He hardly seemed to leave the floor at all, because who needed sleep anyway?]

[(Apparently he did; on some very rare occasions at ungodly hours the lecturer might have been asleep in a chair.)]

[At nearly all times, a girl made of silver liquid dressed in red and gold stood by the teleporter like a quiet and polite sentry. It almost seemed as though she was there to enforce his ban on all things Sephiroth, although she didn't look strong enough to do anything...]

[slightlyoblivious]

[Yukiko greets the mercury maid with a nod as she steps off the teleporter. She certainly feels a lot better with a guard on hand.]

Waver-san? I saw your post on the network. You wanted to talk to the ones who volunteered back in January?

[fionnuisce]

I did, yes.

[He looked up from what he'd been working on, frowning as he looked to Yukiko.]

...You may want to sit down first.

Who wants to talk about taking care of yourself for once... :-P

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid can't say that he is surprised when Waver suddenly seems to disappear. Their bond is as strong as always, though, so he knows his partner isn't in danger. In fact, he can guess exactly what is going on...

...and he is just a little annoyed that Waver hasn't come to him right away to ask for help. He knows that he has a lot going on with Grainne in the Tower and Rick having died, but still....partners don't let that kind of thing stop them from helping each other. One of these days Diarmuid will get that through Waver's head. It's the least he can do after all the time Waver spent knocking the same thing into his head.

When he enters the hidden floor, plate of food in one hand, he isn't surprised at the scene that meets his gaze. Diarmuid nods to the maid standing guard and then walks over to where Waver is sleeping on the desk. Well...at least one human need is being taken care of. Lets see about the other.

The plate is set on the desk next to Waver and then Diarmuid leans down to whisper in the magus' ear.]

You know she looks a lot like you. You never told me you had a daughter...

priorities.

[fionnuisce]

What--?

[Startled, his pen jerked across the paper before Waver was able to focus properly and comprehend what was being said. Frowning, he discarded the copy he had been working on and started another.]

What are you talking about?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[The maid is given a curious look and little more as Veronica steps off the teleporter. An odd sort of guard. Could they not get anyone else to do it?]

Umm... Waver, right? I volunteered back in January

[fionnuisce]

Right, yes. Let me not waste time; I feel as though we should all be aware our attempts at being helpful may not have been what we hoped.

4/17

[attheclocktower]

[While Xion was in the hidden floor on the 16th, it isn't until the 17th that she gets wind of Waver wanting to meet people to discuss things. To that end, she appears midafternoonish, hesitant but determined]

Hey. [She pauses] You said wanted to talk to people about something? And... about what happened in January?

[As brief as the message was, and the current location of the information-passing makes her think this is rather serious, and not in a good way.]

[fionnuisce]

I did, yes. [He looked up from what he was working on, gesturing vaguely to a chair to suggest Xion should sit down.]

Re: who wants to talk infodumps

[greyerrant]

[ The immense battle-armored warrior lumbers towards Waver, though he doesn't look immediately hostile. He asks, in a voice concealed somewhat by the helmet. ]

So what have you got?

[keybearer]

[How could Riku possibly resist this chance to meet? Not only did he participate in powering Riki's machine, but an important document? That's just a cherry on top in Riku's opinion.

When he departs from the teleporter, though, he stops for a few moments to stop at the maid. Odd, but she doesn't look too threatening. After taking a two seconds to look her over, he continues on his way, a small frown on his face as he draws near.]

So, what's all this about the recharge effort?

[ninjainviolet]

[After making some discreet inquiries and looking over the network for when she was "away", Sheena had figured out just where the safest place was in the Tower and headed for it.

That note about those who had volunteered to re-energize the place has her worried, and it shows when she steps off the teleporter, nearly colliding with the silver woman.]

Oh! Sorry!

[Receiving no response, Sheena guesses she's a guard or knight of some kind and raises her voice slightly to get attention.]

Ummm... I'm looking for the person who wanted to talk to those who went into that chamber a few months ago?

did someone call for a grump meeting

[crouching_sin]

[Naoya heads up to the hidden floor, looking a little worse for wear. Still, as he approaches, he straightens up and smooths out his clothes. No sense in looking terrible, even in a crisis.]

You wanted to speak with some of us?

[megazero_to_superhero]

[David caught the message late on the 16th, when he was about to post a query to the Network after considering his options. It's a good thing he's gotten to know the secret hideout so well, otherwise he wouldn't have a clue as to what Waver was implying.]

[So it is, David comes floating into the hideout, flight system active. He doesn't speak up right away—rather, he takes note of the ... maid? Is this another Tower resident?]

[... Well, if Waver's got a bodyguard, it pays to be polite. So, David gives the maid a raised hand in greeting.]

Heyas, uh—just goin' to see Waver.

[He'll wait for a moment or two to see if the maid responds to his presence. If not, well ... he'll head on in and look Lord El-Melloi II.]

[morphballin]

[Samus doesn't know this fellow - she's still learning about the various people here, as the populace has changed a great deal since she was here before. However, he says he has information, so Samus will investigate.

She strides past the maid, paying her no mind. Her stride and the way she carries herself are that of calm confidence, and once she draws close to Waver - assuming that this is him, anyway, as he's the only busy-looking person on the floor she sees - she clears her throat.]

What sort of document do you have?

[notayoungkitten]

[She isn't one of the ones who volunteered in January, but she has noticed things that, honestly, she should have noticed long ago and now that she's noticed it, she needs the confirmation.

Ocelot has been idle far too long and won't spend what might be the last two months of her life idle.]

Waver, I presume?

Did you learn something about what Riki did in January?

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch was one of those who had given up his energy. He follows the note's directions to come to the secret floor, looking for Waver. He nods at the maid as he steps onto the teleporter; he recognizes her from the collar fluid incident.

The moment, he spots Waver, he approaches, his eyes speaking all his worry for him.*

What did you find?

*He already knows it can't be good news. Already worried due to the silence from the request box and menu alike, he'd gone to Aria with a warning and a confession a little over a week ago.*

[sageprincess]

[A far cry from the awkward girl who stumbled upon that party a few weeks ago, Zelda strides over to Waver's 'camp' with purpose upon entering the hidden floor. The papers surrounding him get a brief glance, but she makes sure to ask before presuming they are the documents in question.]

What sort of information do you have?

[evokingfool]

[His approach is quiet. Minato give the maid a curious look, before he gives her a polite greeting and heads for Waver.]

Hello. You mentioned you have a document to share with anyone who's interested.

[Minato didn't volunteer back in January, so that part of the announcement doesn't apply to him. But it sure does sound worrying.]

[midgarhorizon]

[Hello Waver. Did you expect to see Reno today? Especially standing behind you with his arms folded.]

So what's the latest?

/Jade does/

[sarcasmancer]

[Both of the things mentioned on Waver's post are of interest and relevance to Jade, and so he finds his way to the teleporter, nods to the now-familiar mercury maid, and steps off, hands tucked nonchalantly in his pockets. Despite this blase stance, he does approach Waver with back straight.]

Good evening, Waver. So, what's all this about?

[He may have a pleasant tone, but he still gets straight to the point.]

TARDIES IN LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER hello figure this like the third day or sommin

[bloodyashes]

At least I can always count on you to have valuable information.

[AKA, hi, Waver, how's the family, I was disappeared last week but w/e doesn't matter let's go.]

Give me one of those copies and a pen.

[Because that's clearly the best way to get the information without having to ask the same questions Waver's probably heard a bunch of times already.

Plus Asch has way neater handwriting.]

general mingle

[fionnuisce]

[Go meet with anyone else crazy enough to consider an adventure into the admin floors and plan amongst yourselves!]

[This is not a solo sneaking mission, but bringing cardboard boxes couldn't hurt.]

17th/18th

[attheclocktower]

[Xion is available for anybody who wants to talk to her about things involving the upcoming infiltration. There's certainly a lot of planning to be done - she certainly hopes things go better than they had last time. To that end she'll respond to anybody who approaches her fairly readily, if a bit subdued.

The telltale sign that something is wrong - at least for those who know her well though others can probably tell too, given the circumstances, is the fact that she's pulled her hood up and over her head, hiding her face from view. And between any conversations, mealtimes, and other duties she has, Xion will place herself in one of the more isolated batches of chairs, curled up and not really looking at anything.

The fact that she was wrong again about taking a particular action has hit her hard, especially since the consequences could be so dire this time. Her talk with Waver had helped diffuse some of the immediate panic, but there's no denying that a lot of her overall self-confidence has been severely undermined, a situation exacerbated by the looming deadline, the very real possibility of true death, or being brought back in entirely under admin control. And what she might have to give up to keep that from happening.]

17th/18th

[megazero_to_superhero]

[After his meeting with Waver late on the 16th, David's going to be spending a lot of time in Aria's secret hideout reviewing the notes and papers that Reno has kept there for perusal. Anything he can find on the administrative towers, or past incidents that might give him a better idea of what to expect.]

[He's available for anyone who wants to talk to him, though. Especially anyone wondering just what a short old guy in a suit of bulky olive-drab-and-gold armor expects to do on a mission like this!]