ic post | ruby city | the plan
Who: starshipcommand, starshipmedical, wutaiwarhero, slaggin_preds, raiseyourhart
What: Strategic discussions
When: 2258.76/77
Where: The library of rubycity_rp
Why: Monsters have flooded the city. People have to be kept safe... but how?
Warnings: Swearing. And personality clashes.
NOTE: The following are muns:
Malathyne (me)
Heather (Sephiroth-mun)
Gnome (Rattrap-mun)
Gadgets (Bones/McCoy-mun)
✰ 2258.76
Malathyne: ... Jim has a Theory as to why the monsters left the forest
Heather: oh?
Malathyne: maybe the monsters reacted badly to Garland
Heather: lol
Heather: .....Sephiroth says this is a valid possibility.
Jim: The timing all works. Dinobot found it in the park.
Sephiroth: Where the monsters were previously confined.
Jim: It shows up and the monsters attack the city? Could be coincidence, but hell.
Jim: Maybe there was something keeping them there and it broke it.
Jim: If not, then they were staying there because that was their habitat. Maybe it disrupted some kind of balance there and that made them leave.
Sephiroth: Or perhaps they're relocating to avoid a potential threat.
Jim: *shrugs* It fits. Doesn't really tell us how to fix it yet, but it's a start.
Sephiroth: Destroy the living armor. It need to be done either way, and if it rectifies the monster problem we're facing, we'll have our answer.
Jim: Got any ideas?
Jim: *and he's thinking about how they'd keep the balance between people protecting the defensseless and the people going to take the dark entity down. because maybe a small team of powerful people can do it, but the people protecting the civilians would need the firepower, too :|a;*
Jim: *though, all things considered. Sephiroth has his team of combat specialists, so maybe that'd be enough. but if it's not, then what?*
Sephiroth: Rikku. She claims she can build anything if given the time and the resources. If we were to establish a perimeter, electrify it, it would lessen the demand on all those defending the safe houses and patrol routes, and would free up several combatants to take down the living armor.
Jim: *nods* And that should be easy enough to build. I could help her out. I'm betting Jet and Rattrap wouldn't mind pitching in, too.
Sephiroth: The more working on the fence, the faster it will be completed.
Jim: There's plenty of hands for that.
Sephiroth: Very well, Captain. Make it so.
Jim: Will do.
Malathyne: ... lmao do we want to say this is IC or do we want to redo it IC
Heather: we can say it's IC to save time lol
Malathyne: lmao yayyy
Malathyne: when do we want it to have happened
Malathyne: I need to sort out Jim's threads orz
Heather: lol, I'd say after getting the route secured last night and having time to sort things out and regroup after assigning patrols.
Malathyne: All right :3
Quick note: The fact that Sephiroth pretty much gave him an order makes Jim :| a bit, but he knows that's not the point here. He'll take care of what needs to be taken care of and bitch about following orders from someone who's not even in Starfleet later. XD
✰ 2258.77
Rattrap: .....*facepalm*
Malathyne: Jim: *:Db;?*
Rattrap: As da one who's been here da longest, I cin tell you wit' 99.99999999% surety.... Dat yer wrong.
Rattrap: Not sayin' da Chaos Monster ain't bad news!
Rattrap: It just ain't him.
Jim: Why are you so sure?
Rattrap: Cuuuuz, dis ain't da first time monsters've been sent out ta terrorize us.
Jim: ... :| Well.
Jim: The fence is still a good idea.
Rattrap: Well yeah. Just sayin'.
Jim: I'll relay it to Sephiroth next chance I get.
Rattrap: He still owes me 'n innerview on my mornin' sshow.
Jim: *laughs* You can heckle him when this is all over.
Jim: You're in, right?
Rattrap: Yeah, sure, why not? Not like I got anythin' betta' ta do.
Jim: Awesome.
Jim: You've been messing with the tech and all else in the city for a while now, right? What all have we got to use?
Malathyne: [insert sciencey tech talk here?]
Gnome: [SURE, WHY NOT]
Malathyne: [because LIKE HELL I KNOW HOW TO BUILD AN ELECTRIC FENCE]
Malathyne: [we'll have to ask Rose to make sure they have materials to do something like that]
Heather: can we consider this intel relayed?
Malathyne: Sure
Sephiroth: B|
Heather: and now he wants to talk to Rattrap
Malathyne: So I'm assuming that it's like
Malathyne: Jim tells Seph, Seph gets Rat
Heather: pretty much
Jim: *this is gonna be fun*
Sephiroth: Rattrap, was it?
Rattrap: *grin* Hey Mama's Boy.
Jim: *... oh geez*
Sephiroth: So, it was you who thought it unimportant, given the present circumstances in which we all find ourselves, to mention this has happened before? [totally nonplussed by jokes at the moment]
Rattrap: Sorry dat I fergot dat you guys weren't here as long as me?
Sephiroth: No apologies. You have a way of wedging your nose into everyone's business. I want all the information you have on this previous attack. Now. [no mind trying to figure out how a robot, which would have to have a computer memory, can forget anything.]
Rattrap: [Because he's not accessing every part of his memory banks at all times? And he doesn't care?]
Sephiroth: [B|]
Jim: *dslkhagjfa don't say that last part out loud, Rat*
Rattrap: No. *crosses his arms over his chest*
Jim: Rat, please? Anything you know might be able to help us deal with this.
Sephiroth: [only outward sign of displeasure is a slight tilt of his head...at this point]
Rattrap: All right, Jim, since you asked so nicely. *makes a point to look at Jim as he explains* A while back, da Innerloper broadcasted over da comms dat we was just all pawns in his game. Sort of made a few veiled threats, ruffled feathers, yanno, da whole Big Bad schtick.
Rattrap: Not too long afta' dat, dere was anotha' broadcast. Dis time, it weren't da Innerloper. It was dis.... thing... *shudders a bit at the memory* Tall. Slenda'. Sorta had dese long, branch like tentacles. Sorta liked ta hover just at da corna' 'f yer vision.
Rattrap: Didn't do much but lurk menacin'ly, but I couldn't sleep fer da rest o' da week. Kept feelin' like it was dere, watchin' me.
Rattrap: Den afta' dat, da monster attacks in da forest started up.
Sephiroth: Then it's very possible this is a second stage to this Interloper's plan.
Jim: Wouldn't doubt it.
Rattrap: Way ta go, Genius. 'N you all neva' wondered why I was so nonchalant 'bout da monsters in da streets?
Jim: Not really, no. Too busy running around trying to help people.
Sephiroth: What a novel idea, Captain. Caring.
Jim: You say that like it's a bad thing. Excuse me if I'm looking out for people.
Rattrap: *patpats Jim supportively*
Rattrap: Thing I'm wond'rin' dough, is how da Innerloper will take ta da fence. He might just decide ta t'row somethin' even bigga' at us in retaliation.
Sephiroth: Certainly a possibility, Rattrap. However, should the Interloper choose to do so regardless, having the fence will allow more of our fighters time to rest and be prepared for such an onslaught. In addition, this living armor is still a threat. Speaking from experience, exhausted troops are not preferable in unknown territory.
Rattrap: Speakin' from experience, neitha' is provokin' a godlike bein' wit' unknown abilities.
Jim: I'd rather take care of the Interloper's attacks before picking a fight with something we don't need to.
Jim: I'm all for taking down a threat to the city, but I'd rather not bite off more than we can chew right now.
Sephiroth: I agree. However, we have limited resources, and I have no mind to attack the creature of darkness given this new information. I do, however, have a mind to protect my people, and those who have trusted me with their safety. If the Interloper sees fit to up the ante, I will react in kind.
Bones: For god's sake, you're only human!
Gadgets: (... I couldn't hold him back anymore. orz)
Sephiroth: You have no proof of that, Doctor. I've never submitted to your scans.
Bones: If you were strong enough to take on something that could keep us all in, you'd be strong enough to get out.
Rattrap: I say let 'im do what he wants. *shrugs* No scuffs on my armor if he dies. Dough if he brings da Pit down on us, I ain't above sayin' I told'ya so.
Jim: *... was there a misunderstanding somewhere along in here*
Bones: Yeah, well I'm not letting him bring a fucking war to the streets when my six-year-old daughter is here. "Up the ante" my ass.
Jim: So, what, we don't build the fence? It sounds like this guy has his mind set on fucking with us.
Rattrap: S'why I say deal wit' da evil we know. Take out da Chaos Armor first. Besides, da monsters keep Inferno occupied.
Bones: Then you don't need to go ahead and piss him off, now do you?
Jim: *pinches the bridge of his nose*
Sephiroth: Enough. [he waves a hand dismissively.] The fence is essential to attempting to take down the Chaos Armor, as you call it. Though, I hardly see the point at the moment. The 'evil we know' is this monster menace. We have no idea what the Armor is capable of. While we know equally little of the Interloper and it's agenda, as Dr. McCoy was so kind to point out, there are innocents that must be protected. The barrier will rise, for the sake of all behind it unable to weird a sword or gun in their own defense.
Rattrap: So, is dis a dictatorship den?
Bones: I must have missed the election. [B|]
Sephiroth: Call it martial law, should you need a title.
Bones: ... [glances at Rattrap]
Rattrap: All righty den. *shrugs and turns to leave*
Jim: . . .
Jim: Look.
Sephiroth: [looks to Jim]
Jim: I think you have to remember where you are.
Jim: This isn't your world.
Jim: I don't care what kind of power your people had back where you come from, but you're not there.
Jim: You don't have any damn right to claim any kind of martial law over the city.
Sephiroth: [holds up a hand to still his rant] I'm not. It was Rattrap who needed to give it a name, and I don't see anyone else stepping forward to protect us.
Rattrap: I ain't da one barkin' orders.
Sephiroth: [is quiet for a moment] I'm unaccustomed to making requests. My apologies. Regardless, you can't deny these people need constant protection until such time the Interloper A) grows bored of this game or B) reveals his true plot. Bearing that in mind, will you assist us? [He pauses, as though decided what to add.] Please?
Heather: [and he sounds like he's never said 'please' in his life lol]
Rattrap: *looks Sephiroth over, and sighs* Look, I just ain't sure provokin' da Innerloper's a good idea. He reminds me o' da Vok. I ain't sure how ta explain dem, oddah den by sayin' dey was energy beings who were capable o' manipulatin' time, matta', 'n well... life.
Rattrap: Dey pushed us, we tried ta defend ourselves, 'n dey just pushed even harder. Made life more miserable den anythin'.
Bones: [nods] I agree with Rattrap. If the Interloper has the power to bring us here, I'd rather not piss him off. Besides, what if his 'game' is the true plot?
Jim: But what if it's not?
Jim: There's just no way of telling.
Jim: I've got a feeling this is just the start.
Sephiroth: We can sit and ponder the functions of the Interloper's plans all night, but it puts us no closer to finding the solution. All we can do is protect what we have.
Rattrap: Well, sometimes protectin' what'cha got means makin' strategic retreats.
Bones: You know, instead of making ourselves look like more of a threat.
Sephiroth: I hardly see a fence as a threat, but that is beside the point. To where would you have us retreat, Rattrap.
Jim: The fence wouldn't be a threat. It'd be a challenge.
Bones: Which makes it a threat to his power.
Bones: He's sure as shit not going to ignore that.
Rattrap: Dere ain't no place ta retreat, I'm sayin'... *sighs* Look, it's like Doc says. A challenge is da same as a threat ta megalomaniacs. 'N I don't want ta see people hurt.
Sephiroth: We all have the same intentions. While I and my men have.....fortitudes far greater than that of standard humans, none of us are without our limits. I'll concede [this is an achievement] the fence may not be the best maneuver, but this puts us no closer to a resolution.
Jim: Pretty much.
Bones: ... The monsters are on the streets. Seems like all we have to do is stay off them. [deep breath] Every building has a rooftop. How good would 'your men' be at connecting them?
Jim: *eyebrows up*
Sephiroth: We would have no problems traversing them..... wait. [He's quiet for a while.] Dr. McCoy. You're a genius.
Bones: You'd have to make them steady enough so... say, someone the size of Dinobot could cross them, but...
Jim: There are still monsters who can fly or climb, but it'll cut down the ones we'll have to take out.
Rattrap: Inferno flies. All I gotta do is tell Dinobot ta tell him ta obey yer orders, 'n he'd do it. *grins a bit* He'd prolly take it better'n I would, dat's fer sure.
Sephiroth: Interlaced bridge framework, not unlike skyways. [crosses his arms thoughtfully]
Bones: You can place guards on the main rooftops and have anyone capable of flight watching the skies.
Jim: How would we set something like that up?
Bones: [claps a hand on his shoulder] Looks like you'd better get to sweettalkin' the network, Jim.
Sephiroth: We have access to several capable engineers.
Jim: Well, yeah, but I mean -- We can build the best damn walkways, but it's not like we've got the cranes or anything to build the necessary support.
Jim: If you're building a tall platform out of wood, you can't just have the four legs. You have to brace them.
Rattrap: *raises his hand* I know a mech who cin make some.
Rattrap: AND Inferno flies.
Jim: Yeah, but that's one guy. *pauses*
Bones: Jim, aren't you the one who went and had a gravity-defying episode with the general?
Jim: ... point.
Sephiroth: Float isn't capable of that, unfortunately. It reacts to the will of the enchanted, but it hardly defies gravity for inert material.
Jim: No, no, no, see.
Rattrap: Doesn't mean Jim can't carry it. :P
Jim: Exactly.
Jim: And I know for a fact that there are some guys with super-human strength.
Sephiroth: [speaks as one such person] This is true...
Bones: The apartment buildings are probably close enough together that support might not even be a problem for them.
Sephiroth: [nods] Indeed. Rattrap, are you familiar enough with accessible building materials and their structural limitations to draw up schematics with the appropriate measurements?
Rattrap: I think I cin manage somethin'.
Jim: I'll make a post to the network to update everyone on the plan.
Bones: [thinking of Dante as he says this:] Maybe we can get Tifa to give discounts on drinks for the workers. It'll encourage people to volunteer.
Jim: If people need encouraging.
Sephiroth: [sighs. B| Mercenaries] Some do, it would seem.
Rattrap: I like free drinks! :D
Bones: I'm thinking we should start near the library and the clinic first, if only because they're where people seem to be congregating. The library should be sturdy enough that it could be used as a... well, a fortress, if we need it -- plus it'll have books on engineering -- and the clinic... that should be obvious.
Jim: Priority would go to setting up the walkways. Anyone who can't carry stuff like that can help set up cover for the weather -- a makeshift roof, if you will. Plus, that'll give us another level to work with.
Sephiroth: As my men are taking care of the brunt of the defense, and structural engineering and fortifications are by far not my strong-suits, I leave this matter in your very capable hands, Captain. I hope I'm not disappointed.
Jim: *grins* Letting people down isn't something I'm good at.
Bones: You're probably going to have to share some of them. There are a lot more people capable of fighting than carrying heavy equipment, and I doubt everyone can cast -- Float, was it?
Sephiroth: As I am able, Doctor. My men need rest as much as any other. Unless you'd like to treat exhaustion on top of injury.
Jim: Well, we have to set up the plans and get the materials before we can start building.
Bones: So you lend them out to Jim and the building crew and find fighters to replace them. [armfold]
Jim: There's no reason why we can't set up shifts for this the way we've got shifts for the patrols.
Jim: It'll take some fandangling, but it's possible.
Sephiroth: My men number very few at present, gentlemen.
Bones: [raises his eyebrows at "fandangling"]
Jim: Look, there's more than just your men who have super-strength. I know Naoki does, too--
Rattrap: Is dat anythin' like manhandlin'?
Jim: *sdlkhgasdfa*
Sephiroth: Yes, I'm well aware, Captain.
Jim: No no no, it's -- a word for like -- Anyway, we'll have more people than just your men for this.
Rattrap: So it is like manhandlin'? *grins*
Jim: *palmface*
Sephiroth: I am also aware of that. My men are specialized in combating monsters. It is where they are most useful, and quite honestly, the same can be said for myself. We will assist as we are able, but we are best utilized on the front lines.
Jim: Let me figure out who we'll have on hand.
Jim: We can figure out who'll be good where after that.
Bones: [fucking politics.]
Rattrap: *where?*
Jim: *not politics, Bones; people management*
Sephiroth: I have direct control over myself, Zack Fair, and Genesis Rhapsodos. The rest, I leave to you. [and here he concedes his command, and resigns to being an able advisor.]
Jim: I'll get back to you once I've got us a list of helpers. You're the one who put together the patrol shifts, right?
Rattrap: Y'mean Puppy works fer YOU?
Sephiroth: [holy shit, he smirked] He does. [and serious again, like the smirk never happened.] I did, yes, Captain.
Sephiroth: While I may not be exceptionally skilled in fortification or diplomacy, troop distribution and battle tactics are my forte.
Jim: Then I'm going to need your help on that.
Jim: Not that I can't do it myself, but with everything else going on, it's going to take all the hands we've got to take care of this.
Sephiroth: [inclines his head for a moment] We're all in this together, Captain. I intend to do what I can.
Jim: Awesome.
Jim: Okay. Anything else we need to go over before we go separate ways?
Sephiroth: As our travel plans are in the development phase, I believe contact with assistance in those matters is in order, and I have a patrol to relieve.
Jim: *it takes him a minute to work out what he means, but then he beams* All right. I'll go get that network post up.
Sephiroth: I'll keep the communicator powered on, Captain, in case new information arises. I'll contact you if something new develops.
Jim: Got it.
Jim: Hey, Tifa. We've got a plan for getting people safe, but some people are going to need encouraging.
Jim: Mind providing free drinks for the workers?
Tifa: Well, the drinks are always free anyway, but sure, I don't mind. -have a soft smile-
Jim: Thanks.
Jim: *smiles back with one of his Jim Kirk smiles*
Tifa: -shit. typical self-conscious blush goddamn that smile-
Jim: *<3*
What: Strategic discussions
When: 2258.76/77
Where: The library of rubycity_rp
Why: Monsters have flooded the city. People have to be kept safe... but how?
Warnings: Swearing. And personality clashes.
NOTE: The following are muns:
Malathyne (me)
Heather (Sephiroth-mun)
Gnome (Rattrap-mun)
Gadgets (Bones/McCoy-mun)
✰ 2258.76
Malathyne: ... Jim has a Theory as to why the monsters left the forest
Heather: oh?
Malathyne: maybe the monsters reacted badly to Garland
Heather: lol
Heather: .....Sephiroth says this is a valid possibility.
Jim: The timing all works. Dinobot found it in the park.
Sephiroth: Where the monsters were previously confined.
Jim: It shows up and the monsters attack the city? Could be coincidence, but hell.
Jim: Maybe there was something keeping them there and it broke it.
Jim: If not, then they were staying there because that was their habitat. Maybe it disrupted some kind of balance there and that made them leave.
Sephiroth: Or perhaps they're relocating to avoid a potential threat.
Jim: *shrugs* It fits. Doesn't really tell us how to fix it yet, but it's a start.
Sephiroth: Destroy the living armor. It need to be done either way, and if it rectifies the monster problem we're facing, we'll have our answer.
Jim: Got any ideas?
Jim: *and he's thinking about how they'd keep the balance between people protecting the defensseless and the people going to take the dark entity down. because maybe a small team of powerful people can do it, but the people protecting the civilians would need the firepower, too :|a;*
Jim: *though, all things considered. Sephiroth has his team of combat specialists, so maybe that'd be enough. but if it's not, then what?*
Sephiroth: Rikku. She claims she can build anything if given the time and the resources. If we were to establish a perimeter, electrify it, it would lessen the demand on all those defending the safe houses and patrol routes, and would free up several combatants to take down the living armor.
Jim: *nods* And that should be easy enough to build. I could help her out. I'm betting Jet and Rattrap wouldn't mind pitching in, too.
Sephiroth: The more working on the fence, the faster it will be completed.
Jim: There's plenty of hands for that.
Sephiroth: Very well, Captain. Make it so.
Jim: Will do.
Malathyne: ... lmao do we want to say this is IC or do we want to redo it IC
Heather: we can say it's IC to save time lol
Malathyne: lmao yayyy
Malathyne: when do we want it to have happened
Malathyne: I need to sort out Jim's threads orz
Heather: lol, I'd say after getting the route secured last night and having time to sort things out and regroup after assigning patrols.
Malathyne: All right :3
Quick note: The fact that Sephiroth pretty much gave him an order makes Jim :| a bit, but he knows that's not the point here. He'll take care of what needs to be taken care of and bitch about following orders from someone who's not even in Starfleet later. XD
✰ 2258.77
Rattrap: .....*facepalm*
Malathyne: Jim: *:Db;?*
Rattrap: As da one who's been here da longest, I cin tell you wit' 99.99999999% surety.... Dat yer wrong.
Rattrap: Not sayin' da Chaos Monster ain't bad news!
Rattrap: It just ain't him.
Jim: Why are you so sure?
Rattrap: Cuuuuz, dis ain't da first time monsters've been sent out ta terrorize us.
Jim: ... :| Well.
Jim: The fence is still a good idea.
Rattrap: Well yeah. Just sayin'.
Jim: I'll relay it to Sephiroth next chance I get.
Rattrap: He still owes me 'n innerview on my mornin' sshow.
Jim: *laughs* You can heckle him when this is all over.
Jim: You're in, right?
Rattrap: Yeah, sure, why not? Not like I got anythin' betta' ta do.
Jim: Awesome.
Jim: You've been messing with the tech and all else in the city for a while now, right? What all have we got to use?
Malathyne: [insert sciencey tech talk here?]
Gnome: [SURE, WHY NOT]
Malathyne: [because LIKE HELL I KNOW HOW TO BUILD AN ELECTRIC FENCE]
Malathyne: [we'll have to ask Rose to make sure they have materials to do something like that]
Heather: can we consider this intel relayed?
Malathyne: Sure
Sephiroth: B|
Heather: and now he wants to talk to Rattrap
Malathyne: So I'm assuming that it's like
Malathyne: Jim tells Seph, Seph gets Rat
Heather: pretty much
Jim: *this is gonna be fun*
Sephiroth: Rattrap, was it?
Rattrap: *grin* Hey Mama's Boy.
Jim: *... oh geez*
Sephiroth: So, it was you who thought it unimportant, given the present circumstances in which we all find ourselves, to mention this has happened before? [totally nonplussed by jokes at the moment]
Rattrap: Sorry dat I fergot dat you guys weren't here as long as me?
Sephiroth: No apologies. You have a way of wedging your nose into everyone's business. I want all the information you have on this previous attack. Now. [no mind trying to figure out how a robot, which would have to have a computer memory, can forget anything.]
Rattrap: [Because he's not accessing every part of his memory banks at all times? And he doesn't care?]
Sephiroth: [B|]
Jim: *dslkhagjfa don't say that last part out loud, Rat*
Rattrap: No. *crosses his arms over his chest*
Jim: Rat, please? Anything you know might be able to help us deal with this.
Sephiroth: [only outward sign of displeasure is a slight tilt of his head...at this point]
Rattrap: All right, Jim, since you asked so nicely. *makes a point to look at Jim as he explains* A while back, da Innerloper broadcasted over da comms dat we was just all pawns in his game. Sort of made a few veiled threats, ruffled feathers, yanno, da whole Big Bad schtick.
Rattrap: Not too long afta' dat, dere was anotha' broadcast. Dis time, it weren't da Innerloper. It was dis.... thing... *shudders a bit at the memory* Tall. Slenda'. Sorta had dese long, branch like tentacles. Sorta liked ta hover just at da corna' 'f yer vision.
Rattrap: Didn't do much but lurk menacin'ly, but I couldn't sleep fer da rest o' da week. Kept feelin' like it was dere, watchin' me.
Rattrap: Den afta' dat, da monster attacks in da forest started up.
Sephiroth: Then it's very possible this is a second stage to this Interloper's plan.
Jim: Wouldn't doubt it.
Rattrap: Way ta go, Genius. 'N you all neva' wondered why I was so nonchalant 'bout da monsters in da streets?
Jim: Not really, no. Too busy running around trying to help people.
Sephiroth: What a novel idea, Captain. Caring.
Jim: You say that like it's a bad thing. Excuse me if I'm looking out for people.
Rattrap: *patpats Jim supportively*
Rattrap: Thing I'm wond'rin' dough, is how da Innerloper will take ta da fence. He might just decide ta t'row somethin' even bigga' at us in retaliation.
Sephiroth: Certainly a possibility, Rattrap. However, should the Interloper choose to do so regardless, having the fence will allow more of our fighters time to rest and be prepared for such an onslaught. In addition, this living armor is still a threat. Speaking from experience, exhausted troops are not preferable in unknown territory.
Rattrap: Speakin' from experience, neitha' is provokin' a godlike bein' wit' unknown abilities.
Jim: I'd rather take care of the Interloper's attacks before picking a fight with something we don't need to.
Jim: I'm all for taking down a threat to the city, but I'd rather not bite off more than we can chew right now.
Sephiroth: I agree. However, we have limited resources, and I have no mind to attack the creature of darkness given this new information. I do, however, have a mind to protect my people, and those who have trusted me with their safety. If the Interloper sees fit to up the ante, I will react in kind.
Bones: For god's sake, you're only human!
Gadgets: (... I couldn't hold him back anymore. orz)
Sephiroth: You have no proof of that, Doctor. I've never submitted to your scans.
Bones: If you were strong enough to take on something that could keep us all in, you'd be strong enough to get out.
Rattrap: I say let 'im do what he wants. *shrugs* No scuffs on my armor if he dies. Dough if he brings da Pit down on us, I ain't above sayin' I told'ya so.
Jim: *... was there a misunderstanding somewhere along in here*
Bones: Yeah, well I'm not letting him bring a fucking war to the streets when my six-year-old daughter is here. "Up the ante" my ass.
Jim: So, what, we don't build the fence? It sounds like this guy has his mind set on fucking with us.
Rattrap: S'why I say deal wit' da evil we know. Take out da Chaos Armor first. Besides, da monsters keep Inferno occupied.
Bones: Then you don't need to go ahead and piss him off, now do you?
Jim: *pinches the bridge of his nose*
Sephiroth: Enough. [he waves a hand dismissively.] The fence is essential to attempting to take down the Chaos Armor, as you call it. Though, I hardly see the point at the moment. The 'evil we know' is this monster menace. We have no idea what the Armor is capable of. While we know equally little of the Interloper and it's agenda, as Dr. McCoy was so kind to point out, there are innocents that must be protected. The barrier will rise, for the sake of all behind it unable to weird a sword or gun in their own defense.
Rattrap: So, is dis a dictatorship den?
Bones: I must have missed the election. [B|]
Sephiroth: Call it martial law, should you need a title.
Bones: ... [glances at Rattrap]
Rattrap: All righty den. *shrugs and turns to leave*
Jim: . . .
Jim: Look.
Sephiroth: [looks to Jim]
Jim: I think you have to remember where you are.
Jim: This isn't your world.
Jim: I don't care what kind of power your people had back where you come from, but you're not there.
Jim: You don't have any damn right to claim any kind of martial law over the city.
Sephiroth: [holds up a hand to still his rant] I'm not. It was Rattrap who needed to give it a name, and I don't see anyone else stepping forward to protect us.
Rattrap: I ain't da one barkin' orders.
Sephiroth: [is quiet for a moment] I'm unaccustomed to making requests. My apologies. Regardless, you can't deny these people need constant protection until such time the Interloper A) grows bored of this game or B) reveals his true plot. Bearing that in mind, will you assist us? [He pauses, as though decided what to add.] Please?
Heather: [and he sounds like he's never said 'please' in his life lol]
Rattrap: *looks Sephiroth over, and sighs* Look, I just ain't sure provokin' da Innerloper's a good idea. He reminds me o' da Vok. I ain't sure how ta explain dem, oddah den by sayin' dey was energy beings who were capable o' manipulatin' time, matta', 'n well... life.
Rattrap: Dey pushed us, we tried ta defend ourselves, 'n dey just pushed even harder. Made life more miserable den anythin'.
Bones: [nods] I agree with Rattrap. If the Interloper has the power to bring us here, I'd rather not piss him off. Besides, what if his 'game' is the true plot?
Jim: But what if it's not?
Jim: There's just no way of telling.
Jim: I've got a feeling this is just the start.
Sephiroth: We can sit and ponder the functions of the Interloper's plans all night, but it puts us no closer to finding the solution. All we can do is protect what we have.
Rattrap: Well, sometimes protectin' what'cha got means makin' strategic retreats.
Bones: You know, instead of making ourselves look like more of a threat.
Sephiroth: I hardly see a fence as a threat, but that is beside the point. To where would you have us retreat, Rattrap.
Jim: The fence wouldn't be a threat. It'd be a challenge.
Bones: Which makes it a threat to his power.
Bones: He's sure as shit not going to ignore that.
Rattrap: Dere ain't no place ta retreat, I'm sayin'... *sighs* Look, it's like Doc says. A challenge is da same as a threat ta megalomaniacs. 'N I don't want ta see people hurt.
Sephiroth: We all have the same intentions. While I and my men have.....fortitudes far greater than that of standard humans, none of us are without our limits. I'll concede [this is an achievement] the fence may not be the best maneuver, but this puts us no closer to a resolution.
Jim: Pretty much.
Bones: ... The monsters are on the streets. Seems like all we have to do is stay off them. [deep breath] Every building has a rooftop. How good would 'your men' be at connecting them?
Jim: *eyebrows up*
Sephiroth: We would have no problems traversing them..... wait. [He's quiet for a while.] Dr. McCoy. You're a genius.
Bones: You'd have to make them steady enough so... say, someone the size of Dinobot could cross them, but...
Jim: There are still monsters who can fly or climb, but it'll cut down the ones we'll have to take out.
Rattrap: Inferno flies. All I gotta do is tell Dinobot ta tell him ta obey yer orders, 'n he'd do it. *grins a bit* He'd prolly take it better'n I would, dat's fer sure.
Sephiroth: Interlaced bridge framework, not unlike skyways. [crosses his arms thoughtfully]
Bones: You can place guards on the main rooftops and have anyone capable of flight watching the skies.
Jim: How would we set something like that up?
Bones: [claps a hand on his shoulder] Looks like you'd better get to sweettalkin' the network, Jim.
Sephiroth: We have access to several capable engineers.
Jim: Well, yeah, but I mean -- We can build the best damn walkways, but it's not like we've got the cranes or anything to build the necessary support.
Jim: If you're building a tall platform out of wood, you can't just have the four legs. You have to brace them.
Rattrap: *raises his hand* I know a mech who cin make some.
Rattrap: AND Inferno flies.
Jim: Yeah, but that's one guy. *pauses*
Bones: Jim, aren't you the one who went and had a gravity-defying episode with the general?
Jim: ... point.
Sephiroth: Float isn't capable of that, unfortunately. It reacts to the will of the enchanted, but it hardly defies gravity for inert material.
Jim: No, no, no, see.
Rattrap: Doesn't mean Jim can't carry it. :P
Jim: Exactly.
Jim: And I know for a fact that there are some guys with super-human strength.
Sephiroth: [speaks as one such person] This is true...
Bones: The apartment buildings are probably close enough together that support might not even be a problem for them.
Sephiroth: [nods] Indeed. Rattrap, are you familiar enough with accessible building materials and their structural limitations to draw up schematics with the appropriate measurements?
Rattrap: I think I cin manage somethin'.
Jim: I'll make a post to the network to update everyone on the plan.
Bones: [thinking of Dante as he says this:] Maybe we can get Tifa to give discounts on drinks for the workers. It'll encourage people to volunteer.
Jim: If people need encouraging.
Sephiroth: [sighs. B| Mercenaries] Some do, it would seem.
Rattrap: I like free drinks! :D
Bones: I'm thinking we should start near the library and the clinic first, if only because they're where people seem to be congregating. The library should be sturdy enough that it could be used as a... well, a fortress, if we need it -- plus it'll have books on engineering -- and the clinic... that should be obvious.
Jim: Priority would go to setting up the walkways. Anyone who can't carry stuff like that can help set up cover for the weather -- a makeshift roof, if you will. Plus, that'll give us another level to work with.
Sephiroth: As my men are taking care of the brunt of the defense, and structural engineering and fortifications are by far not my strong-suits, I leave this matter in your very capable hands, Captain. I hope I'm not disappointed.
Jim: *grins* Letting people down isn't something I'm good at.
Bones: You're probably going to have to share some of them. There are a lot more people capable of fighting than carrying heavy equipment, and I doubt everyone can cast -- Float, was it?
Sephiroth: As I am able, Doctor. My men need rest as much as any other. Unless you'd like to treat exhaustion on top of injury.
Jim: Well, we have to set up the plans and get the materials before we can start building.
Bones: So you lend them out to Jim and the building crew and find fighters to replace them. [armfold]
Jim: There's no reason why we can't set up shifts for this the way we've got shifts for the patrols.
Jim: It'll take some fandangling, but it's possible.
Sephiroth: My men number very few at present, gentlemen.
Bones: [raises his eyebrows at "fandangling"]
Jim: Look, there's more than just your men who have super-strength. I know Naoki does, too--
Rattrap: Is dat anythin' like manhandlin'?
Jim: *sdlkhgasdfa*
Sephiroth: Yes, I'm well aware, Captain.
Jim: No no no, it's -- a word for like -- Anyway, we'll have more people than just your men for this.
Rattrap: So it is like manhandlin'? *grins*
Jim: *palmface*
Sephiroth: I am also aware of that. My men are specialized in combating monsters. It is where they are most useful, and quite honestly, the same can be said for myself. We will assist as we are able, but we are best utilized on the front lines.
Jim: Let me figure out who we'll have on hand.
Jim: We can figure out who'll be good where after that.
Bones: [fucking politics.]
Rattrap: *where?*
Jim: *not politics, Bones; people management*
Sephiroth: I have direct control over myself, Zack Fair, and Genesis Rhapsodos. The rest, I leave to you. [and here he concedes his command, and resigns to being an able advisor.]
Jim: I'll get back to you once I've got us a list of helpers. You're the one who put together the patrol shifts, right?
Rattrap: Y'mean Puppy works fer YOU?
Sephiroth: [holy shit, he smirked] He does. [and serious again, like the smirk never happened.] I did, yes, Captain.
Sephiroth: While I may not be exceptionally skilled in fortification or diplomacy, troop distribution and battle tactics are my forte.
Jim: Then I'm going to need your help on that.
Jim: Not that I can't do it myself, but with everything else going on, it's going to take all the hands we've got to take care of this.
Sephiroth: [inclines his head for a moment] We're all in this together, Captain. I intend to do what I can.
Jim: Awesome.
Jim: Okay. Anything else we need to go over before we go separate ways?
Sephiroth: As our travel plans are in the development phase, I believe contact with assistance in those matters is in order, and I have a patrol to relieve.
Jim: *it takes him a minute to work out what he means, but then he beams* All right. I'll go get that network post up.
Sephiroth: I'll keep the communicator powered on, Captain, in case new information arises. I'll contact you if something new develops.
Jim: Got it.
Jim: Hey, Tifa. We've got a plan for getting people safe, but some people are going to need encouraging.
Jim: Mind providing free drinks for the workers?
Tifa: Well, the drinks are always free anyway, but sure, I don't mind. -have a soft smile-
Jim: Thanks.
Jim: *smiles back with one of his Jim Kirk smiles*
Tifa: -shit. typical self-conscious blush goddamn that smile-
Jim: *<3*