[log] The Council of Norfinbury [day 67, semi-closed]

[gtfoourgalaxy]

Characters: Everyone who attends the town hall meeting on Day 67 at Building 28, as well as people who phone in. This is a lot of people.
Location Building 28
Date: Day 67, all day for mingle, around midday for meeting
Summary: Snowbos meet up to talk snowplans.
Warnings: Snowplans may result in swearing. House and Jack are present, with all that implies.



[This is your general mingle log for the day! Start toplevels at your pleasure. Below there will be a toplevel for the actual Council of Snowhell.]

Comments

[blessedmaiden]

So...

[Considering her... peculiar backgroun she's not really hostile to Jack, nor she can see any real reason to add another person to the group of people who will look at him as a criminal tonight. Rydia approaches him with a bottle of water and a somehow neutral smile on her face. There's a lot going on, isn't it?
]

... do you want some water? You've been awfully silent since we arrived.

[youarethebandits]

There hasn't been an awful lot to say, pumpkin.

[A single person with a somewhat positive attitude doesn't make that much of a difference, but Jack gives her a grin anyway. He's a corporate man, making connections where he can comes naturally.]

And yeah, some water would be nice.

[blessedmaiden]

I'd say there is a lot to say but no one wants to talk. And I'm not just talking about you...

[She can't change the situation, true, and Jack's position isn't too good but, hey, at least she's not trying to make him feel worse... right? The woman steps closer trying to find a good position to make him drink easily. Drats, why do you all have to be so... tall?]

Here we go, enjoy your melted snow. [Because it's not like she's got much more] I hope you don't mind drinking from my bottle.

[youarethebandits]

Ehh, even if you've slobbered all over the bottle I can guarantee you I've drunk from less hygienic things.

[Okay, maybe he's still kind of an asshole even when he's not actively trying to be.

He takes a short drink, awkwardly thanks to the height difference and not being able to use his hands.]

Thanks.

[blessedmaiden]

I think we all have at this point, it's not like the city offers so many... hygienic services anyway.

[She doesn't seem to mind his attitude, thought. You really have to work much harder to actually upset Rydia Or attack people without having the excuse of 'the house was driving me insane'...]

Can't let you die of thirst while everyone else is having a party around us... right?

[youarethebandits]

Right, can't have me dying until everyone's decided to lynch me as a group.

[His tone's joking - it's clear to him that he's not actually going to get killed. He might be surrounded by bandits, but they're soft-hearted bandits.]

[blessedmaiden]

Oh, please, you know that would never happen. And I'm not talking just as the pacifist I am, I'm also considering the point of view of... more aggressive people.

[she chuckled] think about this, Jack, would you really kill your, I don't know, nemesis in a world where it may return in life, eventually stalk you and stab you in the back without even announcing he's back to life on the network?

[youarethebandits]

See, that's one thing to consider. Another is that I'd get to kill them more than once and that would totally be worth the risk.

[blessedmaiden]

Oh, but you see, once someone returns they'd know about you and take... precautions. And I'd rather spend my energies trying to find a way home than fighting those who could be my allies.

[youarethebandits]

It's a nice thought, but I'm pretty sure you're the only here who feels that way. Your buddies were more than happy to spend their energy on fighting.

[As is probably evident by the bruises on his face. They might not be as bad as the scar, but it's clear he got beaten up pretty badly.]

[blessedmaiden]

There are many things I could say right now but I don't really want to make things even worse. But, honestly? I think the fault was on both parts and this whole situation has only two valid solutions: We can either keep fighting and generate more animosity or we can try to keep our fears and rage under control.

[She hums for a moment, drinking from her bottle and looking at all the people who gathered for the meeting.]

I know she's your daughter and that you think you know what's better for her but... sometimes it's not so easy. Also, I may be the only one who believes in teamwork and mutual support but... hey, it has to start somewhere.