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Behind the Dorms, Tuesday After Classes

"This week, I'd like to consider our shoreline again," Arthur began. "We mapped them last year - you can find copies of the maps we've made in the usual place." Being at the end of the table with the sandwiches. "There might come a time where we find ourselves beaten back to the very edges of our island. In order to cope with this eventuality, we need to know which parts are defensible, and how."

He nodded towards the preserve behind him. "Be it the cliffs of the preserve, or the beaches, or the docks," he continued, "The water is of course a natural obstruction. If we are dealing with a landborne attack, it will mean having a line we don't need to pay attention to - but also little chance of escape. Barring those of us who can walk on water."

Not meant as a joke here, no.

"If they're coming in from water or the sky, different strategies might be needed. I suggest you all pair up and head to different areas on our shoreline. We can compare strategies next week, or earlier for those of you who'd like to reconvene ahead of time."

That would be that.

[[ ~~wait for the~~ ocd up and open! ]]

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Partake of Sandwiches, partake of Maps.

Think defensibility. Use your maps.

When they're pinged in.

This post brought to you by me having the most cinema moment of my life... by tripping and losing my car keys down a sewer drain.

As a result, I need happy thoughts. Like beaches.

Arthur was in his usual location, or close to it - he was actually scanning Ino's maps a bit, carefully memorizing them yet again.

Okay, she had to admit?

Ino was feeling kinda crappy today thanks to loss-of-children and all the thoughts that brought along.

The mention of walking on water and the fact that her maps were being used, though, was going to get Arthur a bit of a grin. Shut up, she liked being useful.

Ino shifted from foot to foot almost impatiently. She had some ideas for what she'd do but she wanted to hear what other had in mind.

But for that she needed a partner!

“Oh fearless leader,” she chirped, wandering over to him. It should be noted that Ino did not particularly feel like chirping but that she was bound and determined to do so anyway. “How much time will you spend scouting the area?”

She was curious. She was also a bit of a brat. Ino couldn’t help that—or, well, she didn’t want to. Shush.

"Me personally?" Arthur asked, lightly. "I intended to spend the rest of the afternoon doing so, once you lot have cleared out."

Her lips twitched.

“So an hour?” she teased, arms behind her back, eyes wide and amused. “Maybe two? Afternoon turns to evening pretty soon, you know.”

"A little longer than that," Arthur said, and she gained a quick, if still mostly amused, look on back. "A few hours more. Is there anything I can help you with, or is this a social encounter?"

“Can’t it be both?” she wondered. “I swear I’ll refrain from bringing up the events of the weekend, even, if you’d prefer that.”

Ino preferred that. Her feelings on Angeal and Inori were rather mixed and frankly uncomfortable.

"I thought there was something of a code about these weekends," Arthur said, dryly. "For one, I don't really see the point of discussing the tactics of child-rearing..." He adjusted his glove as he spoke.

“Not point,” she said agreeably. “Considering it’s a year off for me to even have the chance of them coming back and probably a lot further away for you, yeah?”

Ino? Didn’t really care.

She fidgeted, casting a glance at him that was a bit dubious. “You talked much to Zack lately?”

"Haven't talked to him much the last couple of weeks," he admitted, shooting a look in ~~omg modder~~ Zack's direction from the corner of his eyes. "Is there something I should know?" Beat. "Is it about the thing a little over a month ago?"

Arthur: not in possession of too sensitive a radar when it came to Other People's Feelings.

“If you mean that weekend where everyone wasn’t themselves...” she said, with great dignity, “then no.”

A pause.

“Not really. Hold that thought—that one might come back and make a liar of me. But no, this is new and shiny trauma.” Her words were flippant, but her expression was far less so.

Arthur took a deep breath. It was always new and shiny trauma in Fandom, wasn't it?

That thought wasn't as flippant as it seemed, either. "So what's the matter with him?" Probably not something that could be solved with a noogie and a friendly bout, by the looks of it, but again: he wasn't the best at actually determining these things.

“What do you know ‘bout his home?” she asked, head tilting. “’Bout who all is important to him and the current situation?”

She had to ask. Ino knew too much about Zack’s world from two different times. It all mixed together and she knew she had to be careful.

"I know that in his time, there's SOLDIER. I also know his mentor took off recently," Arthur said, looking at her like he was trying to figure her out. "Among other things. Out with it."

“His mentor’s dead,” she said bluntly.

Then added: “Zack killed him.”

Mat tended to prefer long walks on beaches for something other than tactical purposes, but anything that was vaguely distracting today was a good thing.

Arthur appreciated the bluntness; people who talked around the point often just got on his nerves.

"Ah," he said, his head bobbing slightly in understanding. He pursed his lips. "That explains it."

Definitely not a noogie-able issue; he'd have to pass Zack his condolences. Of course, there was also precious little that could actually be done about it, which meant Arthur was shit out of options. "Do you know what happened?"

Here she paused, not sure of how much she could say.

“There were experiments... Angeal—Zack’s mentor—was one of the people who they’d been done to without his knowledge. It turned him into a monster and he... couldn’t stabilize himself as who he was rather than... what he was becoming.”

Ino met his eyes.

“He wanted to die. He asked for it. When Zack said no, he pushed the issue until Zack had no choice; he turned himself into a monster, of his own will, so Zack would have to kill him. The sword Zack carries was his.”

Bigger and far heavier than the one he’d been using a few weeks ago. And she thought that was safe enough. It left out more than it said and mentioned nothing of anything but Angeal.

It was enough, though, to make Arthur suck in some air between his teeth.

He was aware of some of Zack's issues in regards to the monster question, so the whole thing got a bit complicated. (Why couldn't these problems ever be something he could take action about, or ask Merlin to give the person in question a hug or something? Something appropriate?)

"I would say that was fairly dishonourable of him," Arthur settled on, finally, "But that doesn't do us any good." Come on now. Think. "I'll speak to Zack." Best offer he could make, really.

“Cruel, yes,” Ino replied seriously. “But I don’t think it was dishonourable. Honour was always important to Angeal.”

She only had to hear Zack talk about him to know that.

“He chose a way to die that he thought was fitting for the monster he’d become and for the human he’d been. He decided it and he trusted Zack would do it. In its own way... that’s an honour. That’s a trust and that’s faith in someone he cared about. It’s cruel too. It can be all of that.”

Ino had a different way of looking at things, yes. And she would never tell Zack her take on why Angeal had had him do it.

“Thank you,” she added, “I thought you’d want to know.” Zack was one of his men, after all. “You’ll have to catch him outside, though.”

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