Those long days passing by from that door
WHO: Ashe and Basch. Open to other XII peeps and visitors to the house!
WHAT: Talking about stuff! Plans, happenings back in Ivalice, the current situation, etc.
WHERE: The XII Household
WHEN: Thursday evening.
Ashe sat at the dining table, looking down at her journal. It was an amazing bit of magick. She had met several people, who seemed like more or less kindred souls regarding their opinion of the current happenings of the city, which was well enough, but Ashe still felt uneasy. She needed time to adjust. She needed time to think.
Unfortunately, she wasn't going to be getting any of that. Things were happening too quickly in the city for her to sit back and do nothing, whatever the reason. Action needed to be taken.
She couldn't get her own thoughts in order long enough to come up with a plan. Yes, she needed to go see the King. That much was obvious. No matter how the audience went, she could use the fact that it had taken place at all to justify whatever actions she took afterward. But what actions would those be? Rivelata was a veritable mess.
And so her thoughts swam in circles. There were too many holes in her knowledge. She didn't know the major players, the history of the city, the majority of the offworlders, anything, really. She didn't even know if her stepping forward and attempting to take charge was the right thing to do.
Both elbows on the table in front of her, she cradled her forehead in her hands. The constant sound of rain outside, while calming at first, was becoming more and more grating.
WHAT: Talking about stuff! Plans, happenings back in Ivalice, the current situation, etc.
WHERE: The XII Household
WHEN: Thursday evening.
Ashe sat at the dining table, looking down at her journal. It was an amazing bit of magick. She had met several people, who seemed like more or less kindred souls regarding their opinion of the current happenings of the city, which was well enough, but Ashe still felt uneasy. She needed time to adjust. She needed time to think.
Unfortunately, she wasn't going to be getting any of that. Things were happening too quickly in the city for her to sit back and do nothing, whatever the reason. Action needed to be taken.
She couldn't get her own thoughts in order long enough to come up with a plan. Yes, she needed to go see the King. That much was obvious. No matter how the audience went, she could use the fact that it had taken place at all to justify whatever actions she took afterward. But what actions would those be? Rivelata was a veritable mess.
And so her thoughts swam in circles. There were too many holes in her knowledge. She didn't know the major players, the history of the city, the majority of the offworlders, anything, really. She didn't even know if her stepping forward and attempting to take charge was the right thing to do.
Both elbows on the table in front of her, she cradled her forehead in her hands. The constant sound of rain outside, while calming at first, was becoming more and more grating.