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

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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

[phaseshifter]

That's not fair. I'm not saying it isn't messed up! I'm saying it's not going to happen again, and he already got the - the snot beaten out of him for it. That's enough.

[spoileralert]

I don't care what happens to him now. I care about you.

[phaseshifter]

And I'm fine, you doof! Honestly. Not even a little worse for wear.

[spoileralert]

Your dad locked you in a basement until you went literally insane.

Ang, that's abuse.

[phaseshifter]

I didn't go nuts, Rhys did.

[ IT'S AN IMPORTANT DISTINCTION. ]

I'm not saying it wasn't wrong or seriously messed up, but I really am a hundred percent fine. Not even a single booboo.

[spoileralert]

It's not really your physical health that concerns me.

[phaseshifter]

My brain is fine too. It was only a few days!

[spoileralert]

[ She turns to tap a finger at Angel's chest, eyebrows raised. She means emotionally. ]

[phaseshifter]

Oh.

 

 

 

Nope, I'm fine there too. Ask anyone who saw me after!

[spoileralert]

I don't think I trust any of them.

[phaseshifter]

Not Rhys? Beckett? I don't think I've ever known Beckett tell a lie, and he'll tell you I was fine. Even though he was the one who beat up Jack, so obviously he isn't - you know. Trying to sweep things under the rug.

[spoileralert]

I don't trust Rhys. Beckett... I don't know.

[phaseshifter]

Why... why don't you trust Rhys? He's the worst liar in the universe even when he does try and make stuff up.

[spoileralert]

I don't know him. I hardly know anything about him, so I can't judge when he might be lying or just leading the conversation in a different direction.

And he talks to himself.

[phaseshifter]

Oh, don't be mean! There's nothing wrong with talking to yourself.

[ Or to secret AI Jacks which are not Angel's secret to spill. Shh. ]

You should get to know him once this is done with! More friends are always good, right? And Rhys is a great one, honest. Even if he can seem like... kind of a douchemaster sometimes.

[spoileralert]

Maybe.

[ She huffs a sigh, and pulls her hood over her head. ]

I don't really feel up for socializing right now.

[phaseshifter]

Later, then.

Should we go back inside? We don't have to. If you don't want to.

[spoileralert]

Can we wait until they're done? Or, you can go back, if you want, and tell them I'll be in later?

[ She doesn't want to draw attention to herself when she's been crying. ]

[phaseshifter]

[ ... ]

No, I'll - I'll stay out here with you. They can go on without me now, anyway.

[spoileralert]

[ She sniffles again. ]

Thanks, Ang. You're a good friend.

[phaseshifter]

Nuh-uh. I'm mediocre with aspirations of greatness.

[ The tiniest of mini grins. So smol. So wee. ]

[spoileralert]

It's the aspirations that count, anyway.