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wildestlogs2021-12-02 07:22 am
headcheerbleeder) wrote in wildestlogs2021-12-02 07:22 am
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In Which Caroline Organizes a Town Hall
Who: Everyone
What: Caroline holds court and everyone hashes it out over how to organize.
Where: The Heartstone.
When: After the leadership post on the network.
Warnings/Notes: Conversations may get intense due to the baggage characters are bringing to any conversation about authority, particularly structural authority. Threadhopping is encouraged; my notifs are off and you can treat this like a network post, just with face-to-face interaction. The mods reserve the right to shut down threads or the post entirely if it gets out of hand.
Caroline and Stacia have, by now, made little portable deer-hide cushions for every person they've counted up in the camp, all fifty three. It's taken them a while, and in the meantime, Stacia was on the mirror network announcing her candidacy for leadership, and Caroline was in the background making little tutting and tch noises. This is why she doesn't do the internet.
Finally, she gets her own mirror out and makes an announcement, then arranges the little cushions for everyone in a wide, multi-tiered circle, staggered so everyone has a view towards the center, all at perfect fifteen degree angles to the one next to them. She sets six little campfires to ensure everything's well-lit. And she folds her arms and she waits.
What: Caroline holds court and everyone hashes it out over how to organize.
Where: The Heartstone.
When: After the leadership post on the network.
Warnings/Notes: Conversations may get intense due to the baggage characters are bringing to any conversation about authority, particularly structural authority. Threadhopping is encouraged; my notifs are off and you can treat this like a network post, just with face-to-face interaction. The mods reserve the right to shut down threads or the post entirely if it gets out of hand.
Caroline and Stacia have, by now, made little portable deer-hide cushions for every person they've counted up in the camp, all fifty three. It's taken them a while, and in the meantime, Stacia was on the mirror network announcing her candidacy for leadership, and Caroline was in the background making little tutting and tch noises. This is why she doesn't do the internet.
Finally, she gets her own mirror out and makes an announcement, then arranges the little cushions for everyone in a wide, multi-tiered circle, staggered so everyone has a view towards the center, all at perfect fifteen degree angles to the one next to them. She sets six little campfires to ensure everything's well-lit. And she folds her arms and she waits.
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Dan looks across the court at Tim, who doesn't particularly look like he wants company, much less from the guy he just got into a spat with over the mirrors. And even if he did, Dan doesn't think he has the wherewithal for another stop on the apology tour; even just making amends with Dick feels like dogpaddling over deep, tumultuous water that he's going to sink back under soon, drink his way back under soon, the depths of his feelings of alienation and paranoia and sadness.
"Anyway. Glad I could come apologize. We'll see each other around, I'm sure." Dan gets up.
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Dick gets up as well, because he was raised right, offering his hand to Dan. "I'm sure we will. And thank you for the apology. It's very much appreciated."
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"Thanks for hearing me out." Dick wasn't obligated to. Dan sighs as he looks out over at some of the rest of the camp passing a pillow around and trying to make sense of the porridge of different mentalities and priorities that make up the group. They don't need Dan's input, so he gives Dick a nod and slips out of the firelight to watch from the darkness.