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Magic/Support Reserves: the Preserve, Wednesday After Classes

Today's snacks were distinctly fall in flavor and included cranberry baked brie and crackers (whole wheat, of course), roasted pumpkin seeds, and apple slices and caramel. It was possible Raven had gone a little overboard with nice treats in an attempt not to worry too much about the missing member of the Reserves today.

Said missing member may have also inspired the topic.

"Today we are going to discuss communication," Raven said. She didn't, to her credit, launch into a tirade about vague text messages and how they should be avoided because they were terribly distressing, Karla. "Though many of us come from different worlds and cultures, we all know how to communicate in some way, be it words or gestures or writing or telepathy or countless other ways. We have come to rely upon things such as the telephone or the internet to communicate with one another, but if something were to happen to deprive us of that technology, what other methods of communication do we have to pass important messages about dangers facing the island? What skills or powers might you possess to help deliver information quickly or safely or secretly?"

Tara would have had her own, milder, tirade to deliver, but she was also not going down that particular path. "Some of you are telepaths and can communicate that way," she said. "And ... some of us could work on spells that would let us talk mind to mind. It's not something I've tried, but it's in books. Or you could use a basic code, like pig latin or, if you're writing things down, the thing where 1 is A, 2 is B and so on. It all depends on how secure you need to be."

Dolf didn't know a certain Reserve member all that well, and so he was blissfully ignorant to any of the subtext of this particular meeting. He smiled at the group in all his ignorance. "Runners work, if you don't have powers," he said. "But they can be slow. It can also be good to have some signals decided, like with smoke or light, if you have a fire or a torch. I think communication happens through things we decide on ourselves, which is why it is important to talk about it. It can keep people from being killed or worse." He... wasn't making things much better for the subtexty mood that he wasn't picking up on, was he?

"As a fun way to show the importance of communication, we are going to play a game called "Scribblish," Raven finished up. "Once we are done discussing, I will pass out cards containing short phrases. If you wish to participate, you may attempt to draw what the phrase describes without using letters or numbers. Then you may pass the drawing -- without the initial phrase -- to the next person, who will attempt to describe what the drawing is of. The next person will draw the new phrase without seeing the previous drawing or the initial phrase, and so on until there have been three drawings and three new phrases." She managed a tiny smile. "I am told the resulting miscommunication can be very humorous."

[~~Please stand by for OCD.~~ OCD is up! Co-written with the sensational

life_inshadow and

swordsandsoccer, but not

glacial_witch, since she's run off to do "plot" stuff.]

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Mmm, baked brie.

Cassidy was here as was her usual on a Wednesday. However, she had noticed that distinct lack of a second Queen in the area and she was worried. She was trying to hide her concern over not being able to sense her friend, but she may not have been doing it very well.

She was nibbling on pumpkin seeds as she listened to what today's discussion was about.

"Hello, Cassidy," Raven greeted her. "I hope you are well today. Have you heard from Karla recently?" She was guessing no from the unease she was sensing from her friend.

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Gabrielle ~~who should always be at these meetings wtf self~~ was eating apples with caramel like her life depended on the sugar high, but it wasn't making her hyper; she had the subdued and preoccupied air of someone who'd been Very Concerned about the still-empty bed across the room from hers.

Rather than looking like she agreed with the lecture, though, she looked a little guilty; it wasn't like she ever thought of these things, because the gods knew Xena wasn't the world's most responsible person when it came to leaving clear messages whenever she just had to go off somewhere on a second's notice, and as for herself . . . she was usually getting kidnapped when that happened, and it was hard to leave messages that way.

Kennedy was perched on a log near the edge of the group, a triple-strength mocha beside her; she had a newspaper in her hand (seriously, Constance, the feel of newsprint was gross, was the hard copy really worth the cost of postage?) that she was only peripherally paying attention to, since she knew Tara and Raven well enough that she could factor in Karla's absence and guess exactly what they were getting at. (There wasn't that much interesting in the Sunnydale news this week anyhow; an article about the extremely successful grand reopening -- the fourth, at least -- of a Sunnydale novelty shop, an human-interest interview with a new doctor, and something about a slight uptick in psych-ward admissions.)

...sigh, Karla.

Honestly, though? Kennedy was pretty impressed Raven wasn't freaking out all over the place, given what she knew about what was going on there.

Jonothon wasn't yet aware that there was anything resembling cause for concern, no. He had a kitten tucked inside of his coat, and he was attending the meeting, hanging around on the edges again.

Totally normal Wednesday for Jono, squeaky kitty aside.

Alexander did feel a little bit of concern for Karla's clear absence, hoping everything was alright for her, but not one to intrude on business that was none of his. So there was some nibbling on cheese and some pleasant reception of the apples and caramel, which was just enough sweetness for him sensitive sugar palette.

Zatanna noticed the distinct lack of Karla.

And smiled.

Food tasted particularly good that day.

Rinoa was here, and ready to snack, mingle, and whatever else occurred to her.

Baked...cheese. With fruit. Cally spent a moment staring at it before tentatively tasting it.

Then she spent a moment wondering what everyone else was going to eat.

Then there were only the (very polite) omnomnom noises.

Kurt was all over the snacks, enjoying himself.

When the topic got around to "runners work, but they can be slow" he started snickering.

If something were to happen to deprive us of phones and internet, what other methods of communication do we have to pass important messages about dangers facing the island? What skills or powers might you possess to help deliver information quickly or safely or secretly?

"I can contact anyone I've met, as long as I know at least their names, and they aren't using any sort of shield against my magic." She had used it plenty of times when getting lost in some market in some country with her father. And when she couldn't come with him, it was cheaper than long distance calls.

"Runners are not ALWAYS slow!" Kurt announced with a big grin. "If your runner ist mir, it's almost instantaneous!"

First person to ping draws the phrase -- to really make it work you should try to use Photoshop or Paint or something. C'mon, you know you want to. Don't worry if it's silly looking, that's the point. :)

Next person tries to describe the picture. Next person then draws what the last person described. And so on, and so on, and so on.

The waffles at J,GoB are talking today.

Okay, Rinoa skipped the "J,GOB" part, because she figured letters would be cheating and there was no way she'd be able to capture a bakery.

Not that the rest of the picture was much better. What she lacked in artistic ability, she made up for in ......... well, the jury was still out on that one.