FAMILY MEETING 2.0

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Who: Everyone. All Y'all. You Cannot Escape.
What: Info share because I know y'all got the plot
When: Late August, post Flower-Murdering
Where: The Inn
Warnings: triggers should be tagged appropriately in post headers! please and thank you!!


[Gnosis has government assigned himself "guy who bothers everyone about the plot" this time around. He craves information. You have information. You will give the information up during what he's calling a Town Hall, but was previously called a Family Meeting.

People who do not show up for the "what the fuck just happened this month" meeting will not be forcibly dragged into it, but will receive the most Disdainful, Judgemental look. Can you truly stand to be judged so harshly by a 35 year old man... no. You cannot. (You probably can actually he's not that intimidating.)

There are no snacks (currently) but there is freshly-brewed tea by Gnosis himself, and there's a framed corkboard he's brought downstairs (presumably out of his room) with notes on it, as well as some of those mysterious photographs that have been taken of everyone that he's asked to have. You know, so he can piece this puzzle together. Once everyone's gathered...]

Let's get started. Some of you have been here longer than others, so I hope you can volunteer information so we can figure out where we are and why, and anything else we later arrivals might have missed from the collective puzzle. Please try to stay on task.


[[ooc: hi hello this is your share-the-plot-ICly log, with the goal of a) catching up new arrivals and b) making sure information circulates ICly to avoid metagaming. which like that hasn't been a problem but you know, just in case. if you've never done one of these before they function a bit like this where everyone shares important info they've discovered with the class.]]

Comments

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[he is pouring himself more tea while y'all discuss death and going "oof ouch oof that sucks" internally.]

[mooninthewater]

[ Once he's done drinking his hot tea, Mizuki's gonna hold his hand, sorry— ]

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[HEADFEATHERS RUFFLE]

—Mizuki. [WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO HIM HE'S A 35 YEAR OLD MAN HE'S GOING TO HAVE A HEART ATTACK] I'm used to your proclivities for touch now, but please, every time you appear out of nowhere you startle me.

[mooninthewater]

…Ah. Sorry. Should I say something prior…?

[ Just??? Don't??? be camouflaged??????? ]

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Your camouflage, [he says, calmly,] is quite a useful ability, though I wish you would not use it in the brief moments before we make initial contact. You simply grabbing me from where I cannot see you is alarming.

[mooninthewater]

[ That... makes a lot of sense, actually. Mizuki's not very good about putting himself into other people's shoes, or understanding why people react to things the way they do. Having it explained like this, though? Perfect sense. He nods. ]

Okay, I'll be sure to not alarm you next time. Sorry. [ Beat. ] Is that why your feathers puff up?

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[Gnosis, immediately reaching up to tuck his headfeathers behind his ear... he clears his throat. Don't perceive him.]

Yes. It's a common reaction among Liberi who are emotionally disturbed somehow.

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[mooninthewater]

… I see. I think… I wish I knew that sooner. I think I’ve made quite a few startled and not realized…

[mooninthewater]

[ He lets this sink in for a moment, though. Actually… ]

That’s helpful to know now, though! I’ve never really been able to tell other cues apart all that well. Thank you, Mister Gnosis. [ For… letting him know, not for having the feathers, but— ]

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I'm happy to explain these things to you whenever you need.

[Mostly so that Mizuki stops scaring the shit out of him.]

[mooninthewater]

[ Ah. And just like that the Sims "++" would show up above Mizuki's head right about now. How just a simple statement can make the little jellyfish so happy to hear…

Whatever Mizuki might've been worried about before seems to have mostly washed away. He does stay with him for a few minutes longer before letting his hand go and mingling back in the group again. ]