week 1 ( tuesday );

[reidentify]

[So, at some point, if they volunteered beforehand (or, in the case of Lucina and Katara, if Lelouch volunteered them) Lief will have located your character and ask if they're available for a meeting to discuss the food situation. Assuming the answer was a yes, they'll be directed towards the longhouse.

Once everyone is there, he'll begin.]

Thank you, everyone, for volunteering to help. I deeply appreciate it, and I am certain that those who need help will as well.

There are details we need to confirm, though. First, where the food will be kept or how it will be distributed. Second, Lelouch would like to pair everyone off for gathering, unless any of you are unwilling. However, given our situation, he is uncertain as to whether to have rotating groups or not—but he may speak on that himself.

[He pauses.]

Third, if you do not have the skills to gather food but would like to learn, Bellamy and I are willing to teach. [...] And fourth—he and Raven would also like to have a few words with everyone, I believe?

And of course, anyone else who wishes to speak may do so. We are all in this together, after all.

[ooc: Yo, so this is an open mingle, so feel free to top-level/threadjack/etc. as you please—also, even if your character wasn't invited, they're free to crash the party anyway! You're also free to handwave your character being here, etc.]

Comments

[fragmento]

We're not going to die from either of those things.

[ both his expression and tone are...surprisingly grave? ]

If you don't know how to survive, you'll learn. If you want to live, you will. There are some aspects of a living being that no godly, interdimensional AI can control.

[ something totally just came over him a moment ago, but...jacopo resigns, features softening the slightest bit as he looks to the side. ]

You're dexterous, and you seem like the sort who catches on quickly. I can teach you what I know and let you take the ropes from there on.

[jokered]

I didn't say we would.

[just to be clear here.] Just that it seems counterintuitive to their stupid game if they leave all of that on us while wanting to play by their other rules.

[but he's got his own resolve, so he can shift his gaze a bit—there's a quiet firmness in his eyes as a small smirk spreads on his lips.]

I'm not planning on giving in. I'll learn whatever it is I need to if it's going to help everyone out here. [it's just the way he is. he has his idealism, but he's grounded and has enough cynicism to know that things are going to be difficult.

fortunately, he's also just fiercely determined, even if he has no idea what he's actually doing.]

[fragmento]

Tch.

[ he narrows his eyes — with scrutiny, not judgement per se. there's something lurking beneath that quiet smirk, isn't there? is it fire? he can only wonder.

it's strangely nostalgic, nonetheless. ]

I can teach you whatever it is you want to know. Just be willing and specific in your demands. I don't want to see you falter.

[ "you've got potential" is what he means to say. ]

After that, the reigns are yours. You'll be a quick one. I'm sure of it.

[jokered]

[it's a definitely fire, though it flickers and fades back into something resembling complacency rather quickly. even with that look appearing in his eyes for that moment, he still maintains a slouched posture and overall appearance of someone who might just be kind of a slacker, or a tired nerd.

who knows.]

I'll make sure not to falter. [he nods.] I'll do my best with it, too.

[honestly, he's confident in his abilities, a little extra guidance and he'll probably do just fine.]