[ notice: important clanwide plot triggered at the end of the meeting so place skip down to see the recap if needed ]

Bastille was... tired, might be a good word for. He was usually tired, but today he was particularly tired. Everything felt dull and stagnant, his souls jostling him around until everything felt like a fever dream, and in truth the Observatory had felt eerily still in the past few days. Maybe he was imagining it, but it felt like the energy was draining out of him, and he could feel the telling signs of one of his signature tension headaches. Add onto that the little issue of his missing members, Pincher being an asshole, and the potentially idiotic thing he'd done that morning? He was in for a fun day.

[b]"Meeting time," he called lowly on his way up from the basement, having just come from seeing to it that Pincher's two little girls were "comfortable", so to speak. "Look, I'll just say it: I don't even know who all joined this week versus last week. Sorry, boo, dropped the ball on that one." Typical. He was honestly impressed he'd even managed to keep track this far without fucking it up. "So, welcome, everyone. If I miss you in buddy group assignments, yell at me and I'll add you into one. Good? Great. Moving on, then...

"So, buddy groups. I'm assigning them today. They're random, and not changing, so hopefully you all can figure out how to play nice with one another. Group leaders will be expected to check in on their tasks and get those rolling this week. All information regarding those can be found here. You all will be in either category A, B, or C, so take note of your category because it will matter for buddy task assignments later.

"Category A groups, then. I will be the leader for my group, with Carolina, Thea, and Pimostra. Suiteheat will lead Hearteyes, René, and Texas. Margaery is with Shininglight and Lazarus.

"Category B groups will be Hazel and Imperia leading Harland and Inu; Roy and Vi leading Onision, Beverly, and Cass; Washington and Cooper leading Alex, Cece, and Adelaide.

"Category C groups... Moon and Church will lead Bridgette, Riza, and Stark. Anzazel and Lessa have Anakin and Playerone. Roman has South, Diya, and Aaliyah." A pause. "Everyone got their groups? If not, ask me later."

Bastille had likely missed someone or another, but then again, what did they expect? He'd told them time and time again that he wasn't fit for fucking leadership, so they could deal with the consequences of letting someone incompetent lead. He yawned, slowly, before drawling, "Right... Anz has stepped down, and Gabriel left." A pause. "Margy is missing, and as far as we know, Typhoon has Cass, Roman, and Moon. We'll come back to that later. In the meantime, I'm putting Lessa and Vi on warning, dropping Hazel and Wash to Guardian, and demoting Church. I have no idea if Margy is coming back, so for the time being, we'll assume she's stepped down. Carolina... look, let's not kill any more captures, alright? Step up to Guardian. Thea, Corporal. Shoutout to Hearteyes. Our ranks are thinning out a bit, and I know everyone's feeling fuckin' drained, but I'd like to see more involvement out of everyone."

Bastille wasn't exactly sure what more to ask of them other than to show signs of a pulse, not sure if he was the only one who felt like everyone was simply going through the motions or not. Whatever. "Other news... We've allied with one of the newer groups, some traders called Sunhaven. They've got shops and shit or something if you are looking to trade. August ceremonies and weekly tasks will be up tomorrow. If anyone who hasn't hosted tasks before -- regular members included -- and wants to, let me know now."

He looked annoyed as he shifted to their other most recent business, and continued, "Anyway, as I said before, the Typhoon are fucking bastards. They've already raided us and taken some of our members. I know some of you want to strike back, and I'm not going to let them just rot with those jackasses." A pause. He exhaled, once. "Two of Pincher's daughters came stomping onto our territory this morning. Look, before anyone yells at me, I know it's fucked up, but they're locked in the basement. We're not going to hurt them, but I want to use them to trade."

Bast grimaced, clearly not entirely pleased with this situation, but it was too late now. The air felt heavy and tense, and he wasn't certain if it was his imagination or not, but he felt a subtle shift. Something was pinging on his radar, raising the air on the back of his neck, and while he paused, it wasn't enough to stop him. It was nothing. His souls were simply imbalanced.

"And if Pincher doesn't accept the trade, or if they come after us again, we're going to counter raid them." He waited. He knew that the notion of striking back wasn't exactly in line with their "pacifism", but Bastille had never believed that upholding the peace meant getting their throats stomped on and doing nothing. They could at least retaliate, and he was giving Pincher a fucking option here, but still. He anticipated some protest.

What he didn't anticipate was the sudden burst of energy that he sensed. Overhead, some of the lightbulbs blew, sparks flying as the lights went off half-way. Bastille jerked, head snapping up as something thrummed and throbbed in the air, and he could something screeching in the distance: like metal on metal, something sliding into place. Emergence lights flickered and flashed, a soft siren blaring from the basement, and Bastille was just about to jump down when the sound of locks licking into place echoed through the Great Circle. The main lighting went out, plunging the Observatory into darkness.

"Fuck,' Bastille exhaled, for a moment completely stunned.

[ the observatory is going into LOCKDOWN. no one will be able to get in and out of the observatory. this will be addressed in another post in the meeting, so stick around (not that anyone can go any where lol). a few members will be trapped outside (the captured ones, margy, shining) to field newcomers and whatnot, so dm if you're interested in being trapped out, but for the most part everyone will be stuck inside and forced to bond together! more info to come! ]

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