12-09-2013, 11:01 PM
Erich is one of the first Cliaths to request the Bone. He does so rather like a schoolboy, raising his hand and standing up in his two-legged form.
"So uh," he begins with a nervous eye cast toward the Elders, "I know Cold Crescent is no longer officially a Sept. But some of us, me included, think it's really important to hold that last line against whatever's in the basement. Especially since the Beloved Horror is still out there, and they <i>really</i> want to use what's in the basement to break all hell loose.
"I've already texted some of you, and some of you have come out to help out. I appreciate it. This is me saying: we could use more of you. I mean, I know not all of you will agree with me. And that's cool. But for those of us who do want to keep an eye on the place, we could really use you. And ... since we're all gathered here, I also thought we could maybe talk about how to kinda get some organization going again. I wrote some stuff down that we should think about -- "
Here, he interrupts himself for a good twenty seconds or so of fumbling through his pockets, trying not to drop the Bone, and squinting through the darkness to read his own sloppy handwriting. When he finally gets it figured out, Erich clears his throat and picks up where he left off.
"Number one: we should work out like a patrol schedule. 'Cause sometimes there's like five of us there and other times there are zero. There should always be at least two of us there, I think. We don't have to sit and talk about who's gonna take what day, but like... we can just work a schedule out. We should also like... trade digits so we can get each other to come down fast if shit hits the fan."
More squinting. Then, "Number two: we should try to get some of the defenses going again. I know the Theurges have been doing stuff, but I'm not sure what. So maybe we can talk about what's being done and what should be done. It'd be nice if spirits could help us keep an eye umbra-side. It'd be even better if they could actually fight for us a bit, at least until we get there in force.
"Number three: sorta along the same lines, it'd be nice to get some realm-side surveillance going. I talked to Milton about this some," a nod toward the Glass Walker, "and he said he might be able to rig up the security cams again. And stuff. So... it'd be cool if we could discuss that.
"Number four: what's the deal with like... real-world leases and shit on that building? I asked Eva about it so maybe she knows something. But yeah, we need to hold on to that building. It'd suck if one day some Fortune 500 company just like. MOVED IN.
"And uh. Last thing I had written down was this: we should maybe ... try to figure the pit in the basement out a bit more. I mean it's not really Of The Wyrm, you know? So. Yeah. Maybe if we figure out what it really is, we can figure out how to close it. And stuff. And that'd be good. So... anyone have ideas on how to look into this sort of thing?"
That's it. Erich sort of shrugs, stuffs his note back in his pocket, and hands the Bone back to the Truthcatcher. Then he goes back to hang out with the rest of the Republik.
"So uh," he begins with a nervous eye cast toward the Elders, "I know Cold Crescent is no longer officially a Sept. But some of us, me included, think it's really important to hold that last line against whatever's in the basement. Especially since the Beloved Horror is still out there, and they <i>really</i> want to use what's in the basement to break all hell loose.
"I've already texted some of you, and some of you have come out to help out. I appreciate it. This is me saying: we could use more of you. I mean, I know not all of you will agree with me. And that's cool. But for those of us who do want to keep an eye on the place, we could really use you. And ... since we're all gathered here, I also thought we could maybe talk about how to kinda get some organization going again. I wrote some stuff down that we should think about -- "
Here, he interrupts himself for a good twenty seconds or so of fumbling through his pockets, trying not to drop the Bone, and squinting through the darkness to read his own sloppy handwriting. When he finally gets it figured out, Erich clears his throat and picks up where he left off.
"Number one: we should work out like a patrol schedule. 'Cause sometimes there's like five of us there and other times there are zero. There should always be at least two of us there, I think. We don't have to sit and talk about who's gonna take what day, but like... we can just work a schedule out. We should also like... trade digits so we can get each other to come down fast if shit hits the fan."
More squinting. Then, "Number two: we should try to get some of the defenses going again. I know the Theurges have been doing stuff, but I'm not sure what. So maybe we can talk about what's being done and what should be done. It'd be nice if spirits could help us keep an eye umbra-side. It'd be even better if they could actually fight for us a bit, at least until we get there in force.
"Number three: sorta along the same lines, it'd be nice to get some realm-side surveillance going. I talked to Milton about this some," a nod toward the Glass Walker, "and he said he might be able to rig up the security cams again. And stuff. So... it'd be cool if we could discuss that.
"Number four: what's the deal with like... real-world leases and shit on that building? I asked Eva about it so maybe she knows something. But yeah, we need to hold on to that building. It'd suck if one day some Fortune 500 company just like. MOVED IN.
"And uh. Last thing I had written down was this: we should maybe ... try to figure the pit in the basement out a bit more. I mean it's not really Of The Wyrm, you know? So. Yeah. Maybe if we figure out what it really is, we can figure out how to close it. And stuff. And that'd be good. So... anyone have ideas on how to look into this sort of thing?"
That's it. Erich sort of shrugs, stuffs his note back in his pocket, and hands the Bone back to the Truthcatcher. Then he goes back to hang out with the rest of the Republik.
BECAUSE OF LIGHT AND DUTY AND REASONS.