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acatalepsy_rpg2019-04-06 06:23 pm
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[ roy is seated in a secluded area of the temple that many may recognize as maes and barabas’ office. he has a notebook in front of him that a great deal of stuff seems to be written in, but roy himself doesn’t have a pen in hand. those paying careful attention may recognize that the writing in the notebook is, indeed, roy’s handwriting, but it’s certainly not legible.
anyway. roy looks a bit tired, but in relatively good spirits, despite what he suffered on the horologium. he’s been relatively quiet, since coming back to the temple -- focused on recovering, catching up with his closer circle of friends and family, and preparing himself for what he had to do next, which is, incidentally, address the circle.
And so, roy clears his throat. ]
We have a handful of new arrivals . . . welcome to the Circle. To those who don’t know me, my name is Brigadier General Roy Mustang. Roy is sufficient.
[ some people like using the titles, and some people don’t. It doesn’t really make a difference to him -- but that being said, roy certainly does speak in an authoritative tone, for as tired as he looks. some things don’t change. ]
I wanted to bring your attention to what we’ve experienced as a group in the past. A world jump is likely coming soon, and the more prepared we are, the higher likelihood we have to avoid another Akvos, or another version of the Horologium. To that extent --
[There’s not really a noise to announce Maes’s arrival. Just one minute there is empty space behind Roy and the next it’s being occupied by a man in glasses.]
Roy! There you are, I --
[He notices that Roy is speaking to the watch or The Circle and leans in over his friend’s shoulder. Personal space and Maes apparently aren’t acquainted, at least where Roy is concerned.]
Oh, hey, you’re talking to everyone else. Perfect. Let me borrow this for a second.
[Maes plucks up the watch. Roy is no longer visible, but you can definitely hear a “hey, give me that!” protest from the side. ]
Hi everyone. Technically I’m a Brigadier General, but feel free to just refer to me as Maes Hughes. I’m sure Roy already started in on the welcoming address, but I have some important information too -- concerning everyone really. I managed to get some details out of Astoria about our next world. After the past few times, well, one of the biggest issues we’ve had is not knowing a lot about where we’re going and how to prepare. Now I know there are mixed feelings about her, but the last time I asked her for information about a world it did prove to be accurate...so I think we can at least trust this much.
[As he speaks on trusting Astoria, he does glance in the direction Roy was. It’s pretty clear Maes has his own skepticism about the woman that has grown substantially from his months of being here. Now isn’t the time to dwell on that though. He clears his throat.]]
I didn’t get a name, but she called it a city, with taverns and everything. It’s populated by various types of people...different species and magic will be present. It sounded like we’d be going to a place with a lot of avenues to pursue. Astoria seems to want us to help the people there...though she couldn’t really give me specifics as to how. It sounds like it won’t be just fighting though, not this time.
[Maes pauses. Is he done? He knows that wasn’t very helpful and, especially for the new folks, it might not mean a lot. He looks like he’s about to give the watch back to Roy, but quickly pulls it back. Oh, right, the other things.]
If that doesn’t mean much to you, don’t worry. This room that Roy and I are in happens to be a library of sorts that Barb and I have been working on to keep all of the information from different people and worlds. We made it with the idea that those of you who are new might want to come read up on previous places. We’d appreciate any information you may have to add in the future.
All that I ask if that you please don’t touch the picture I’ve pinned to the wall of my precious daughter Elysia!
[The picture in question seems to magically appear in Maes’s hand, though it’s hard to tell if that was slight of hand or his teleporting again. The picture shows a girl, no older than three with twin pigtails sticking on top of her head. She sits proudly on a small tricycle, beaming at the camera. His voice changes from serious to a more gushing tone. Has he...has he forgotten the point of this?]
I know she’s just too cute~ But you’re free to look all you want I know she cheers ---
All right, enough, give me that --
[ and the watch is soon wrested out of maes’ hands, to show a very exasperated roy, frustrated (but clearly not enough to be actually upset, given he allowed maes to prattle on for that long). ]
The point of this is to offer ourselves as resources to the newer members, and to continue supporting one another to the best of our ability. Sharing with one another puts us on an even-playing field, and I intend to continue asking that of you, regardless of what happens on other worlds. Many of us have survived good worlds, and bad. Successes, and failures. This is our opportunity to attempt to plan for what comes next, because we likely have little time before our next jump.
[ and, after roy says that, he turns to maes, exasperated: ]
Do you always need to be the center of attention, or do you have an actual medical condition that forces you to --
[ and then the feed ends. ]
(OOC: If you are interested in looking at what we have in the office and want to read or, even better, contribute. Check it out here! Also, feel free to threadjack in this post! )
anyway. roy looks a bit tired, but in relatively good spirits, despite what he suffered on the horologium. he’s been relatively quiet, since coming back to the temple -- focused on recovering, catching up with his closer circle of friends and family, and preparing himself for what he had to do next, which is, incidentally, address the circle.
And so, roy clears his throat. ]
We have a handful of new arrivals . . . welcome to the Circle. To those who don’t know me, my name is Brigadier General Roy Mustang. Roy is sufficient.
[ some people like using the titles, and some people don’t. It doesn’t really make a difference to him -- but that being said, roy certainly does speak in an authoritative tone, for as tired as he looks. some things don’t change. ]
I wanted to bring your attention to what we’ve experienced as a group in the past. A world jump is likely coming soon, and the more prepared we are, the higher likelihood we have to avoid another Akvos, or another version of the Horologium. To that extent --
[There’s not really a noise to announce Maes’s arrival. Just one minute there is empty space behind Roy and the next it’s being occupied by a man in glasses.]
Roy! There you are, I --
[He notices that Roy is speaking to the watch or The Circle and leans in over his friend’s shoulder. Personal space and Maes apparently aren’t acquainted, at least where Roy is concerned.]
Oh, hey, you’re talking to everyone else. Perfect. Let me borrow this for a second.
[Maes plucks up the watch. Roy is no longer visible, but you can definitely hear a “hey, give me that!” protest from the side. ]
Hi everyone. Technically I’m a Brigadier General, but feel free to just refer to me as Maes Hughes. I’m sure Roy already started in on the welcoming address, but I have some important information too -- concerning everyone really. I managed to get some details out of Astoria about our next world. After the past few times, well, one of the biggest issues we’ve had is not knowing a lot about where we’re going and how to prepare. Now I know there are mixed feelings about her, but the last time I asked her for information about a world it did prove to be accurate...so I think we can at least trust this much.
[As he speaks on trusting Astoria, he does glance in the direction Roy was. It’s pretty clear Maes has his own skepticism about the woman that has grown substantially from his months of being here. Now isn’t the time to dwell on that though. He clears his throat.]]
I didn’t get a name, but she called it a city, with taverns and everything. It’s populated by various types of people...different species and magic will be present. It sounded like we’d be going to a place with a lot of avenues to pursue. Astoria seems to want us to help the people there...though she couldn’t really give me specifics as to how. It sounds like it won’t be just fighting though, not this time.
[Maes pauses. Is he done? He knows that wasn’t very helpful and, especially for the new folks, it might not mean a lot. He looks like he’s about to give the watch back to Roy, but quickly pulls it back. Oh, right, the other things.]
If that doesn’t mean much to you, don’t worry. This room that Roy and I are in happens to be a library of sorts that Barb and I have been working on to keep all of the information from different people and worlds. We made it with the idea that those of you who are new might want to come read up on previous places. We’d appreciate any information you may have to add in the future.
All that I ask if that you please don’t touch the picture I’ve pinned to the wall of my precious daughter Elysia!
[The picture in question seems to magically appear in Maes’s hand, though it’s hard to tell if that was slight of hand or his teleporting again. The picture shows a girl, no older than three with twin pigtails sticking on top of her head. She sits proudly on a small tricycle, beaming at the camera. His voice changes from serious to a more gushing tone. Has he...has he forgotten the point of this?]
I know she’s just too cute~ But you’re free to look all you want I know she cheers ---
All right, enough, give me that --
[ and the watch is soon wrested out of maes’ hands, to show a very exasperated roy, frustrated (but clearly not enough to be actually upset, given he allowed maes to prattle on for that long). ]
The point of this is to offer ourselves as resources to the newer members, and to continue supporting one another to the best of our ability. Sharing with one another puts us on an even-playing field, and I intend to continue asking that of you, regardless of what happens on other worlds. Many of us have survived good worlds, and bad. Successes, and failures. This is our opportunity to attempt to plan for what comes next, because we likely have little time before our next jump.
[ and, after roy says that, he turns to maes, exasperated: ]
Do you always need to be the center of attention, or do you have an actual medical condition that forces you to --
[ and then the feed ends. ]
(OOC: If you are interested in looking at what we have in the office and want to read or, even better, contribute. Check it out here! Also, feel free to threadjack in this post! )
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[There is a pause. Okay, maybe Raven wouldn't be the best person to have around in this situation.]
I will, I promise.
[She gave her feet a little kick as they still dangled off the edge of the bed.]
I got a chance to at least get this much off my chest and sort my thoughts sorted out. Thank you for that.
[Then she props herself up on her elbows to look at him.]
That was my one thing. Isn't it your turn?
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[He'd suggested this whole thing, but it's definitely different when you're the one in the hot seat. Of course, there's the usual things that bother him and then there are the more recent things.
He knows what he said earlier, but at the same time it's a little different for a grown man to be putting his problems on a teenager. He knows Edward wouldn't appreciate that kind of thinking though. So what to focus on? The goal isn't to solve, per say, but to talk, right? He decides to go with something that he's already mentioned anyway.]
Two years is a really long time and I don't think Roy realizes just how much he's actually changed...I worry sometimes that maybe we don't connect or understand each other the way we used to.
[He tilts back in his chair, angling his gaze up towards the ceiling.]
Hmm...actually no...that's not really putting it right either. It's not like Roy and I have always seen eye to eye, but I've usually understood what he's thinking or feeling. Now? Well a lot of stuff has happened to both of us and I'm not sure how to talk to him about certain things any more.
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If there was one thing she was good at though, it was listening. So when he talks she sits back up and makes the effort to look and actually pay attention.]
Has this caused any friction between the two of you? Since you've gotten here?
[She tilts her and ponders over the issue for a little.]
My team got split up for the better part of a year. When we got finally reunited we were all a little different from what had got us going our separate ways and the time between. There were some rough patches, it can take a little time to get things back on track after so much time apart.
Maybe try starting from the ground up? Go out and maybe try to talk or do things that are familiar with the both of you? Starting with the simple stuff might help you pick up on how you or him have changed. Or if that doesn't work there's always team building exercises?
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[He rubs at the back of his head, it's hard to put into words. It's a tangle and mess of subtle changes and differences. The kind of thing you wouldn't notice if you were growing and changing along someone, but when you're gone for two years or more it's so obvious.]
We can talk to each other about our experiences...but at the same time there's only so much you can convey without having been there to experience it yourself. I just...I worry about him. About what he's been through and how it's changed him.
[He chuckles.]
Team building, huh? We're not exactly in the military academy any more. He'd probably dismiss the idea.
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Maybe you just being around like you are now is a good thing. Having someone around from without all that baggage or changes those two years brought could be refreshing on it's own. Just a little reminder of how things were for you guys in the past.
[She gives playful shrug.]
Maybe? But it doesn't hurt to give it a shot. Weiss would always preach practice makes perfect to us, maybe she was onto something. Plus trust falls are fun.
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I guess continuing to try is better than just accepting things as they are. I'll see what I can do. I think some of what happened on the ship served as a reminder for him, but I don't know. He probably wants to put it all behind him.
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If the ship was as rough with him as I'm guess it was with my sister. He probably needs a friend like you around to help him get through it. He might just not realize it yet.
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[Unless of course he spoke about it with Riza. It was about a 50/50 chance of that, since Roy had this ridiculous notion about protecting her from things that she was going to wind up in anyway. Hawkeye could probably suss out more of Roy's problems these days than even he could.]
I'll let you know how it goes moving forward.
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I'll be around when you do.
[She sits up a bit and considers all that's been said.]
You know, this wasn't such a bad idea. Maybe we should make a habit of it.
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[He nods. While he had plenty that he hadn't told, he had a feeling Ruby had plenty she was still holding in as well. One day, maybe they could talk about it, but this was dealing with the more pressing matters.]
I wouldn't mind that at all.