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fandomhighdorms2009-08-04 04:21 pm
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Behind the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon
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!]
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?"
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One more night might be nice, but c'mon. She was seventeen. She'd manage. Or borrow one of Claire's bears.
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And, really, there was nothing wrong with having a bear! Triela had a whole collection, after all!
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No need to mention things like Hilshire dying or experimenting with her dose. Not until she knew what she thought of those things herself.
Her smile faltered a bit. "Though the other me never got to be friends with you. I feel sort of bad for her."
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Even if a tiny part of her felt guilty that any of her friends had been turned. Fortunately for Triela, she could ignore that tiny part.
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Huh. Now there was an interesting thought. Since when had Triela started to trust people?
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"Understandable. They were all crazy psycho killers. And I--" Still looking away, Dinah said very carefully, "Was pretty hungry. The couple days I was there."
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Triela cocked her head. "And I think they'll be fine. Assuming they don't all eat themselves sick."