fandomhighdorms | Behind the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

So they couldn't have a reserve leader meeting this week, because Leto was a tree. Arthur being Arthur, he was fairly convinced Leto was just doing it to spite everyone (especially him), but that was hardly the reason he was behind the dorms this morning.

"Today, we're going to be working on fortifying the dorms," Arthur announced, "As well as setting up for their defense. If a fighting force somehow breaks through the gates, it will be of great importance to ensure that the dorms are kept safe and well-defended." He... took a moment to ~~handwavily in order not to break the mun's brain~~ elaborate on his own time's strategies for ~~standing in a square with spears hoping something will fall on them~~ defense of such buildings. It involved barricades. And fires. And, okay, standing in a square with spears hoping something would fall on it, but he said it... a little classier than that.

"I would like you all to take a march around the building," because physical exercise was also always good, "And find the weak spots. Windows, damaged walls, and the like. There are a number of defensive positions we can take in order to safeguard the gates. I've listed a number of them, but go take a look and bring us your own ideas."

He nodded at the crowd, then paused. "If anyone is searching for Lord Leto," he said, "He's currently topiary, but with any luck, he'll grace us with his presence again next week."

Seriously. Couldn't Leto turn into a tree when it was actually useful, like in a quiet week where Arthur could have the room to himself?

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Talk amongst yourselves, react to what Arthur's saying, etc.

Team up, take a march, consider the weak spots and the tactical possibilities that don't involve putting a bunch of men in front of the gates with big giant spears and large shields.

Or decide it's time to ask Arthur about getting really big giant spears and shields. You know.

Once they ping in!

Arthur was wandering the premises, hoping that Leto was going to get his arse back already so they could finally discuss matters with the other reserves. Not that he couldn't call a meeting without him... maybe next week...

Not entirely inspired today, but at least I've stopped procrastinating!

I am going to get over these new icons eventually. I swear.

Worf... was still a kitten.

And he was not happy about it in the least. Not that this should be a surprise to anyone.

However he still was at the meeting because security and defense are important things.

Even if you are a kitten.

Worf had plenty of opinions about various tactical capabilities that could be implemented on school grounds.

But still: Kitten.

So really there was a lot of frustrated mewing as Worf tried to convey his concepts and ideas with a lot of paw waving.

Standing in a square with spears . . . if Tahiri didn't know by now that Arthur was serious, she'd be giving him a weird look for this. She got the importance of fortifying the dorms, and the fire and barricade had worked pretty well with the zombies, but seriously now, the spears thing . . .

Doooork.

ELAINE, STOP, I THINK COLIN'S GONNA EAT ME. *hides*

Merlin was, as always, trailing after him. And not at all amused by someone being a tree. Really.

"I could talk to Karla about helping add to the defenses."

OH. HE IS.

"We should put in a joint effort next week," Arthur returned, which was his way of saying yes, "Nevermind if someone decides to shuck his roots."

Listen, if you were going to turn into a tree, you'd earned the mockery.

Well, it might put some meat on his bones.

AWWWW YEEEAAAAH

Oh, dirty.

Merlin was hardly about to object to that.

"Perhaps we could also have Francine and Lady Morgana help?"

Gabrielle . . . was not boggling over the spears thing; it sounded like a perfectly logical way to defend against harpies or something like that.

Though someone should probably tell the girl not to tuck her nifty new phone into her cleavage. It wasn't like there was that much of it.

Edited 2009-07-14 13:14 (UTC)

"I'm sure they'd be able to manage--"

What, again?

"--cooking and setting up supply lines while we work."

Well, they were girls.

Well, DUH.

Well, if he wanted to tell Morgana that...

"Of course."

Oh, Arthur could tell Morgana that, but Morgana would probably be too busy trying on dresses and playing with her dolls or something.

"I'll speak to them on Friday," he decided.

Yeah, Dinah remembered how well that worked in Arthur's gryphon dream. She'd stick with fire, thanks. Or possibly suggest they get Triela to get them some really big guns.

Zack was there, too! And he was fortunate enough to be not-a-shrubbery, today.

Not that he had been one yesterday, no matter what Arthur might have said.

This defensive stuff was mostly over his head, sadly. SOLDIER was far more proficient at seek-and-destroy offensive methods than most kinds of tactical defense.

Ino listened, sort of, and kinda shrugged as she did. Really, his way of defending things was a bit different than they did things back home, but the basics were always the same.

She absently stretched as she thought.

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