Characters: Bastet (
felinemystique) and whatever Guards show up
Date/Time: Monday, April 12, 2pm
Location: Teahouse, Marketplace
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Their numbers down, the Guards meet to discuss where to go from here.
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though your body is bending under the load/there is nowhere to stop anywhere on this road )
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Spike listened to Bastet with rapt attention, especially after she'd said she was now acting Captain- in effect, his leader. The one whom his instincts told him to now follow, to obey. His tea sat untouched on the table before him.
"Right," he said after she'd mentioned his name, already going through a list of people in his head he thought would be willing to take on the job, filing that aside. He then politely raised his hand when she asked for questions.
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He then let his eyes slide around the room for what felt like the hundredth time. No Scales. He wasn't showing up to ANYTHING. Sure, being incommunicado was one thing, Spike could even concede that he might've been troubled enough to skip out on yoga without informing Companion, but missing this...?
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"I'll expect twice-weekly reports from each of you, done separately from that of your partner." It went without saying that she'd be displeased should she have any reason to suspect the reports were being doctored; this plan necessitated quite a bit of trust in the integrity of one's troops, but she wasn't worried about that with this group. "I may call on one or both of you to clarify any discrepancies between the two."
She stopped again, a short wave of her hand signaling that she was finished, and sat back to await the inevitable responses.
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