OTA Purple Team Meeting!

[blitzcheer]

Who: Anyone interested in Purple Team, being nosy, whatevs.
Where: Sports gymnasium
When: 2 Llama
What: So you’re in Purple Team. What now?
Warnings: TBA.

[ An ICP call is made out towards the end of breakfast, announcing that the meeting will be in half an hour for Purple Team, and they should use the SCA’s countdown timer to know what that is; this’ll be a particularly good meeting for any newbies. Half of the sports gymnasium has been reserved for this simple gathering, a collection of the double-chairs from the music carriage unbolted and borrowed, and a few people already stand waiting for the meeting to begin.

A table has been set out with some cups and a jug of water, and some sheets of the Purple census. Also, let's be real: someone brought snacks. Kitty is sitting on the table near the front of the room, her feet swinging lightly. Once things quiet down a bit, she hops off the table and faces out to address everyone with a friendly smile. ]

Hey, guys! My name’s Kitty. Welcome to the meeting for Purple Team. For those of you who are new, I know things might be a little confusing or overwhelming right now, but that’s what we’re here for! This meeting is just to give everyone a bit of information based on what we’ve learned from our time here on the train, and if you have any questions about anything, don’t be afraid to reach out to someone. I can’t promise we can give you answers for everything, but we’ll do what we can to help out.

And if you have something you’d like to share, feel free to speak up! These meetings also let us exchange information, so if there’s something you think should be discussed that we haven’t talked about, definitely let us know.

[ Roland stands in quiet contemplation beside Kitty for the most part, laying low and keeping his head tilted down as he reads something from his notebook settled on the table. The only time he brings attention to himself is when he feels the slight dip and pause in the flow of conversation after she speaks. A gentle pivot from one heel leads him to face the gathering crowd with practiced ease, arms crossed over his chest, and a determined expression he seems to wear rather well. ]

On that note, please do consider attending our Purple debriefings before we’re deployed off the train. This is where we assess the information sent over our SCA’s, figuring out who’s better off helping another team, and who will be staying with our group. Any showcase of powers that might be relevant to the task at hand will also be welcome information, so we can support you come game time. [ A beat. Then, a hand gesture. ] That is, if you’re comfortable enough to share it.

[ He glances briefly behind him. ]

Before I forget, there are a couple of things left to discuss...ah, but what am I saying? [ Roland’s lips crack a small, controlled smile, though not lacking in genuine mirth. ] We’ve got plenty of liaisons ready to assist you for any and all questions you might have. [ His memory is stoked, and before retreating behind the table again, he says one last thing in no particular rush. ] For those I have yet to make acquaintances with, my name is Roland Crane. Rest assured that I’ll be doing my utmost to assist this team to the best of my abilities.

[ He shows his back and nods confidently at the said point persons and Kitty herself before he takes his small gathering of notes in his arms. ]

Floor’s still yours, Kitty. Everyone. Please, mingle away.

( ooc: Welcome to the Purple Meeting! Kitty will speak about missions, Roland about Purple roles, Cassie about inventory and team supplies, and Tidus and Inigo about available equipment and training. Soldat will be mentioned as helping with food prep, along with Mami, and anyone willing to help them are asked to approach them one on one.

New or old, if your character wants to speak about anything, give their own advice, ask questions, do so! People will be encouraged to share their skills, and also to offer any training - combat or otherwise - they're willing to teach. )

Comments

[katzenpfote]

"Of course. I appreciate that there is someone else here who comes from a similar level of understanding. I know most people here are from more technological societies, but the look they get on their faces when they realize I have no idea what they're talking about is..." Annoying? Upsetting? Even he's not sure what word to use here.

[flatteries]

"It's better to not talk with them too much about it, unless you're sure you have someone who can explain it to you in a very slow, patient way."

That's Inigo's experience with it, anyway. The sheer amount of explanations he's gotten that just made him feel dizzy, rather than everything becoming clear to him, is borderline ridiculous.

"Most of them are so used to these sorts of machines that they don't really understand how to explain them to people who have to start from square one."

[katzenpfote]

"I suppose that's fair. I'm used to people looking confused if I go into the details of how magic works, but some people here don't even have magic where they're from. Which is... strange, to me. Or there are no gods where they are from - I may not worship any of them, but I know for a fact they are very real."

[flatteries]

Inigo waves a hand semi-dismissively.

"Cultural differences." Man, let him tell you all about it. Thankfully it does sound like Caleb's world is a little closer to his own. He can tell some differences already, but Inigo's world seems to be on a similar level of technology, and also with a similar existence of both gods and magic.

"You get used to having to explain really basic concepts after a while. Though I don't talk about gods very often to begin with, some people are kind of odd about it. But I suppose that's what happens when you live in a world that somehow manages to exist without any."

[katzenpfote]

"I don't talk about them much either. Despite what the Empire thinks, it's not really my business if someone worships an 'illegal' god or no god at all." He's not sure why people would get weird about it, but whatever. It's not like he hasn't run into religious beliefs that seem odd to him before.

Not for the first time, he wishes Frumpkin were here. "It's very odd to not see a mix of races here. No dwarves, no half-elves, not even a halfling."

[flatteries]

"They don't have those either where I'm from.." Which makes him scratch himself behind the ears a little, "but I still understand. I haven't seen a single manakete or taguel here either."

Sure, they may be rare back home, but considering he's been around at least one of both for so long, it's odd to go without.

"Instead there's.." Inigo's voice trails off, and he gasps. Oh, right, he should warn Caleb! "I'm not sure if you've met any yet, but there are.. erm.. 'robot people' here. They're entirely made of metal, rather than flesh. It can be incredibly startling at first, but the one I met was very kind!"

[katzenpfote]

"... Independently, without an artificer present? That's very interesting. I may have to seek one out later." Politeness? About asking someone about their construction? Nah. "I've heard of artificers fashioning such things, but they are... very rare. Hupperdook probably has the most on Wildemount, if I had to guess."

[flatteries]

It seems to be a good kind of interesting, and it makes Inigo offer Caleb a friendly smile.

"See, that's what I mean! Just.. look around, ask around about things. Don't feel like you have to be in some rush to catch up with everything at once. Take your time, I'd say that's the best advice I can give you here about how to approach this entire situation."

[katzenpfote]

"I've never been that patient when knowledge is involved, but I can give it a try, at least." He smiles a little bit sheepishly at the other man.