Behind the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

[future_sandworm]

Leto had actually made some plans for this meeting, in case Arthur and Zack would still be asleep, although if they had been, there would certainly have been a lot fewer people showing up.

Those plans were now pointless, however. There was no way he would put people through defining the goals of defensive tactics today. Clearly those who had spend their weekend in another reality were a little too emotional to deal with that now. Leto knew that from experience; he had spent the previous day being bitched at (hello Arthur!) or hugged and cried on. It was obvious that people needed some kind of emotional outlet today.

Also, it seemed like some people had trust issues after having run into alternate vampire versions of themselves. That could prove dangerous in a fighting situation.

"Good afternoon," he greeted everyone gathered. "Today we will work on what I believe is referred to in this time as team-building. Without loyalty and trust - both of leaders and of fellow warriors - a military unit is nothing. Where that trust is strong and army may rise about their actual level of fighting skill."

"Often this loyalty has been nurtured by shared pain and suffering. A guerilla group might have faced persecution together for a long time. Many forms of military training forces the warriors to endure severe hardships together in order to achieve something similar."

Leto smiled. "Today, I decided for a more playful and gentle approach. We will start with a shared meal. Eating together is a sign of friendship in many cultures. First, you need to divide the food." He gestured at a blanket on the ground with a large fruit bowl in the middle. "It needs to be divided equally, but for every fruit you take, you need to tell the group something significant about yourself."

"When the food has been divided, you may eat, but you may not feed yourself, only other people."

He watched the people gathered. "Any questions?"

[Wait for OCD! OCD is up!]

Comments

Talk to the guys

[future_sandworm]

When they ping in.

Re: Talk to the guys

[puppy_fair]

Zack was there, well-bruised, and kind of grinning, yes.

Awww, team-building! He had to hand it to this particular Leto, this was an excellent way to ease back into the reserves meeting after the events of last week.

Re: Talk to the guys

[future_sandworm]

It was good to see Zack in a good mood. Would anything be able to kill that good mood, he wondered?

"Good fight?" he asked, noticing the bruises.

Re: Talk to the guys

[puppy_fair]

"Oh, yeah, Arthur and I had it out in the sa-" Oh, hey! Look who was talking to him! "LETO."

Incoming puppy glomp in three... two...

"Don't ever go insane and try to make me eat little kids again, man!"

Re: Talk to the guys

[future_sandworm]

Eat little kids?

Leto blinked, but hugged him back. "I will certainly try to avoid that," he said.

Re: Talk to the guys

[puppy_fair]

Somewhere in the back of his head, Zack was counting to ten. He stepped back from the hug somewhere around seven. No reason.

"I mean, not you. It wasn't you. It was just... you. Another you. I mean..."

You're babbling, Zack.

Re: Talk to the guys

[future_sandworm]

Leto released him. "I know what you mean, Zack. You should not have had to experience another reality like that, but I promise I would not... make you eat little kids." Leto had been smiling, but he made a slight face at that last part.

Re: Talk to the guys

[future_sandworm]

Leto was here and would listen, even if people broke down crying at him. He didn't mind hugs though.

Re: Talk to the guys

[glacial_queen]

"Hi, Leto," Karla said, no tears or inclinations towards breathless hugging in sight. "Do you mind if I participate, even though I'm not part of this Reserve yet?"

Re: Talk to the guys

[future_sandworm]

"Of course not, Karla," he said, smiling at her. "You are welcome to join."

Re: Talk to the guys

[glacial_queen]

"Thanks, Leto. And once my fighting skills move beyond 'laughable' to something close to 'almost competent,' I'll be joining for real," Karla said with a wry smile. "That reminds me--I won't be at practice Friday. I'm going home for a few days."

Karla didn't think she'd be able to handle practicing against Leto with a knife anyway, but going home made it so she didn't have to try to work up the energy. The idea of stabbing at Leto with anything, even in practice, still made her want to cry.

Re: Talk to the guys

[future_sandworm]

"Home? Then I hope it will be a good visit." He reached out to place a hand on her shoulder. "Any particular reason for going?"

Re: Talk to the guys

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Fiona wandered over to Leto, glancing around.

"Do you, um, do you think I should stay for today's-- thing?"

Re: Talk to the guys

[future_sandworm]

"Unless it makes you uncomfortable," he said, reaching for her hand. "There is only one detail of this that you can't participate in, and it should in no way affect how people trust you. You are different. That doesn't mean you can't be as loyal as everyone else."

Re: Talk to the guys

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

She took his hand with a smile.

"Okay. Then I'll stay. And... maybe I'll eat the icky piece of fruit so no one has to."

Re: Talk to the guys

[future_sandworm]

Leto smiled back, warmly. "That's one way of caring for others," he replied playfully.

Re: Talk to the guys

[bitchprince]

Arthur was there, also looking somewhere near vaguely content, and a little sparring-bruised around the edges. Mostly in the places no one could see, though.

Re: Talk to the guys

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Hey." Dinah walked up, looking-- very calm, for Dinah. Still tired from not quite enough sleep. "You're doing fine, right?"

Well, of course he was. He was Arthur. But still.

Re: Talk to the guys

[bitchprince]

"I'm fine," he acquiesced, nodding at her. Of course he was. Why wouldn't he be fine? It wasn't as if he'd spend the past two nights in his stupid big-eared manservant's room like a lovesick idiot, or anything. "Managed to get over the shock?"

Re: Talk to the guys

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Of course not. And Dinah would think that was pretty human, even if he had.

"Mostly, yeah. People have been feeding me real food. Hugging me." Her lips quirked, knowing what Arthur would think of that. "Helps to ground me, remind me I'm not there. And it wasn't fun, that end part." Burning to death. "But it was fast." She folded her arms. "I'm glad you didn't have to keep your promise."

Re: Talk to the guys

[bitchprince]

"So am I," Arthur had to admit, a hint of good humor to his idle tone. "I can't imagine you sitting still that long."

Tasteless? Maybe. He was comfortable that way.

Re: Talk to the guys

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

Elena was there, hovering a little, frowning at Arthur and trying to decide whether or not she wanted to say anything. Yes. Maybe. No.

Dammit.

Re: Talk to the guys

[bitchprince]

Generally, Arthur was used to people staring at him, and paid it no heed.

This particular person, however?

Got a lot of flitting glances from the corner of his eye in a way that probably wasn't subtle at all.

Re: Talk to the guys

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

That was a rousing success, wasn't it? The hell with it.

"Hello," she said abruptly. "Was it you that I had a near-argument with, on the other side of Fandom?"

If he said 'no,' then she was going to leave it at that. No trying to sort things out with someone who wasn't even there.

Re: Talk to the guys

[bitchprince]

"I believe you yelled at me, yes," Arthur said. Dammit. He'd been going for subtle at that.