POOR GEORGE / meeting

[bubblegum]

DEAR FRIEND as you know,  your flowers are withering
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
but the clouds are clearing up
and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
like a bastard on the burning sea.

YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER,
BURIED DEEP UNDER THE WATER.

A month has passed since everything, and the pain has yet to go away, but the female and the rest of them had to carry on as always. And she, for one, was beginning to grow tired of the self pity, the travesty. Especially now that she's returned with her son, safe and home, and her move back to the Tempest seems to be a welcome change thus far. The familiar air brought back a greater sense of purpose once more, a reminder of what she was supposed to be doing, why she was doing it. The horn blares, and the tigress flies up to the throne, used just days before with Roan's own announcements for their newest members of the necro mamba team. Her tail curls around her paws, twitching quietly as she preps in her mind while others shuffle in. Last time, she'd not been so sure what she even had to say. There was no thoughts regarding any plans, what would happen next, but she feels more confident now. There was more on the horizon, and they would busy themselves once more.

[roan ;]

SOOTHSAYER ❝ ROAN ❞ THE TYPHOON

The time had come for yet another meeting, not too long after the last meeting that had been held – Roan's own, as awkward as that was to think about. It wasn't that the siamese had disliked holding a meeting or sharing news, but it brought up disturbing thoughts for the feline. He didn't want to think of a time where he or anybody else would be holding meetings in the place of Goldie. She had been the leader since he was just a child, and he hoped that she would stay that way for many more months – or years – to come. Still, now wasn't the time for thoughts like that. Now was the time for gathering, and for news. With this in mind, Roan found himself flying over, his usual herb bag bouncing against his side as he came to land amongst the crowd. He noticed Michael had come to a seat nearby as well, with Lovekit enthusiastically dashing over to listen to what his mother had to share with them all.

DON'T ASK FOR HELP, YOU'RE ALL ALONE
YOU'LL HAVE TO ANSWER TO YOUR OWN PRESSURE!

— Reggan

[ROXANNE R.]

me dejaste, me dejaste en un tango

A meeting was being held once more, she wondered if anyone would get promoted or demoted. The thoughts were shoved to the back of her mind as the Officer made her way over with both ears perked forward and found a place to sit, her tail curling around her forepaws as her eyes briefly closed for a moment. They reopened slowly waiting for other to gather and hopefully, listen to what was going to be announced soon. Noticing Michael and Roan, she would rise to sit next to her son giving him a light nudge of her shoulder.

EN EL ALMA SE ME FUE, SE ME FUE EL CORAZÓN
YA NO TENGO GANAS DE VIVIR, PORQUE NO TE PUEDO CONVENCER
QUE NO TE VENDAS, ROXANNE

— Reggan

[ROSEMARY]

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THERE’S VACANCY IN EVERY NIGHTMARE

Meetings meant people, lots of people. Rosemary'd previously avoided attending them for this reason, and she was tempted to hide in the lighthouse again. It was her usual "oh shit people are gathering? better go hide then" spot.

The ocelot sighed and sat on the outskirts, trying to avoid the main cluster of animals.

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[Keona.]

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keona sibéal ní faoláin.
the typhoon.
the blind dealer.
information.

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The tiny dealer's ears perked at the sound of the conch.  Meeting.  Her tail twitched as she made her way into the gathering crowd, conscious of the sound of Natyli trotting behind her.

Quietly, she took a seat closer to the outskirts of the front, curling her tail neatly over her paws.

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© MADI

[trojan g.]

Alia ran over to the meeting out of curiosity in a quick tracking post, waiting for Goldie to speak.

ALIA CIPHER-VANTAS - THE TYPHOON - PENNED BY TIKKI

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[Simon F.M.]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — Diya approached, greeting Roan with a smile and settling herself beside Roxanne. She would rest her head gently on the officers for a moment before straightening, eyes on the leader with attentive eyes.

Seapaw was also there, watching his mom excitedly. He gave her a wave before sitting next to Roan, thumping the Soothsayer on the back with his massive tail in way of greeting.

[APHRA CIPHER .]

[glow=grey,1,400]OH YES, I'VE HEARD THE STORY OVER AND OVER AGAIN ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

It was about damn time for another meeting. As the horn hung to signal The Typhoon, Aphra picked up Vayne by the scruff of her neck and carried her over to the meeting place.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

[bubblegum]

DEAR FRIEND as you know,  your flowers are withering
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
but the clouds are clearing up
and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
like a bastard on the burning sea.

YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER,
BURIED DEEP UNDER THE WATER.

The crowd gathered quickly as usual - the air wasn't as bad this time around, her lungs still stung, mind still buzzed, but it was easier. Easier to breathe, easier to focus, and listen to the shuffling of her friends and family as they made their seats. As everyone began to settle, quiet down, she would straighten her position, tapping her paw to the seat to indicate she was beginning. First thing's first, as always. "Welcome t' all new and returnin' members! Remember t' get your earrings made n' do your entrance rituals if you'd like." Easy enough.

She debated whether or not to announce this for a moment. Given how much Lovekit seemed to care about it, and how large they seemed to be, she figured it was worth it. She doubted much would come out of the little note, as she had little interest in starting any political relationship with them at the moment, but at least they'd be aware of their existence. "M' son, Lovekit, discovered a group called PalmClan. Pretty big for one o' those lil' groups, but I don' have much opinion on 'em other than they were fine from the single exchange we had, but there's that t' keep in mind." Plus, hopefully it'd make Lovekit feel a little better to hear his name.

Moving on from that, she'd transition to promotions. There were plenty to hand out this time around, given they'd just received two new sages on top of their other positions she'd announce. "Aphra's been 'round a lot which is great, but her attitude's still pure shit, so we'll be holdin' off on any promotions for her!" She twitches her tail tip as she states this, little sympathy in her voice. There's a trace of a mixture of annoyance and amusement in her words. She simply did not believe Aphra deserved any sort of power in her current state of mind, and she knew she wasn't alone on that mentality, given how much others loathed the female even being allowed in the group. "Alia's been around a lot, too, thanks, Alia." Her voice is softer here, referring to the new kitten.

"I'd like t' invite Diya t' the privateer position for bein' so helpful lately." To be honest, as she'd move onto this, she'd almost forgotten she had this in mind. Diya's presence had been a welcome reminder of her plan to promote the other.

"After the sage tryouts, Roan has officially announced Rosemary n' Lawkit's promotions t' the sage position." It was a little nostalgic, announcing Rosemary's name alongside the necro mamba position. She'd remembered when the other was promoted to soothsayer in the first place, when Goldie was still just a child, her papa captain. She hopes that things won't be so stressful for the necro mambas, now that the groups' tensions have been relatively mild, fairly consistently for months now. And extra paws on the team especially helped. She would need to keep an extra eye on Lawkit, though, she didn't want him to become too overwhelmed with the position at such a young age. "We have also accepted t' help our ally, Tanglewood, in their time o' need. They lack medical knowledge at the moment, so their members are visitin' here n' there to learn. Y'all know they've already mostly had free reign, anyways, so treat 'em nice."

The next announcement would be new for the tigress, given the captain has had yet to promote anyone to such a position in her entire time in her rank. She'd gotten close a few times before, but now she was certain this was the right choice, and she was confident that the decision would last. She lets a small smile form on her features, focusing on the little accomplishment in what she was about to announce. "Is' been a long time comin', n' I know she's got a few other things she'll need t' worry 'bout soon 'nough, but I'd like t' invite Roxie t' step up as m' quartermaster." She knows this most likely wouldn't come as a surprise to most of the crew, given how much Roxie has been around, along with how consistently at this point. It only made sense. "Michael is also invited t' step up to share the dealer position wit' Keona."

And with that, there was only one last thing to announce. She allows everyone to have a few moments to react to the previous statements before continuing. And this next thing would hopefully be some nice fun for everyone. "We'll be havin' a lil' prank war wit' Tanglewood, so feel free t' participate by causin' some fun trouble. Make sure not t' do anything that'd actually harm 'em. N' if you're a child wantin' t' join in, jus' make sure you take an adult wit' ya."

"Thas' 'bout it for now, thanks for listenin' as always."

Summary:
- Welcome all new and returning members! We're so glad to have you. Remember to have your character get their charm earring and do their entrance ritual if they choose to.
- PalmClan has been discovered by Lovekit, a rogue group notably larger than others Goldie has seen. She has no plans of holding any political relationships with them at the moment.
- Aphra gets an indirect shout out, and Alia gets an actual one. Thanks to both for being around!
- Lawkit and Rosemary are promoted to sages. Tanglewood will also be visiting here and there to learn medics.
- Diya is promoted to privateer, Roxanne is promoted to quartermaster, and Michael is promoted to dealer. Great job to all!!
- A prank war with Tanglewood is starting up! Feel free to participate!
- Thanks for reading and have a nice day!

[trojan g.]

Eyes flickered over to her mother as she came to the meeting with Vayne, and Alia found herself standing up to make her way over to the two others, making herself comfortable and sitting down, tail wrapping around her paws as she looked up towards Goldie once more, watching and listening to the best of her ability as she spoke.

PalmClan was real, Goldie just confirmed it for Alia. Aphra hadn't wanted her to go to a place such as that, but Alia wanted to go at some point, now that everything seemed to be laid out for her there. When she heard the mention of her mother's name, Alia's ears flicked back for a moment. That hadn't been very nice words to say. It was forgotten when Alia heard her own name however, and chest puffed out in pride. She got a shout out, and she didn't know what it meant, but she felt good about it.

ALIA CIPHER-VANTAS - THE TYPHOON - PENNED BY TIKKI

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