Out of all the suggestions, Roland perks up the most visibly when Gen mentions a more creative way of getting people involved on what they can do, or are confident in providing. He's never thought of such a way before and there's so little stakes in the plan that he already wants to get it put together. Simple yet effective! The cornerstone of any universal policy. It could be like...pictionary. But for talents! It was one thing to ask people outright what they could do, but he now realizes they might have been reluctant to put themselves forward in a way Roland isn't shy about at all. He writes it down with a smile on his face, quite clearly excited at helping put it together.
He's able to multitask though, albeit slightly distracted. "The Black Squad is sort of like mission first-responders, in case of dire or unexpected emergencies. Anyone can join, but will require some sort of combat or medical skill ideally. The Black Bands on our wrists are weaved with Spider Seamstress's magic. She can basically pinpoint your location using the band and transport you to another place she's marked. If we need to rescue or save a passenger and they're all alone, they can call for aid on the SCA and available members of the squad can jump into the fray. No color coordinating required."
And there's a thought that leads into the next. Roland can't disagree with a total shake-up, either. If the train wouldn't tell them what the colors mean, or how to get points, then their arbitrary rules would have to be discarded and rearranged for what makes the most sense. All suggestions are once again, noted down such that he already flips to the third page. Though at the mention of the posters, Roland does happen to chuckle out loud.
"Posters sound good. We've got a lot of artists on the train who could lead that charge. Let's follow it up with an announcement too. Or, we could campaign it. Have one of us walk up and down the train shouting it out." An apparently serious suggestion. He may or may not be looking at Tidus, but that could be a trick of the light. Poor Kitchen car's light bulbs are dimming! Maybe!
"But sure. The council should get a heads-up. I still want to sit down and talk to them about why they were established in the first place. There had to be some rhyme or reason to it, apart from somebody thinking it was a good idea." Which could count as a reason, but Roland's been around structured organizations long enough to know it's never truly the case. History would tell them how to move forward with the future of the train and its people, then the rest will follow. They might even learn a thing or two about what the early voidtreckers had in mind to aid them in being better, here and now.
He leans the book down and the pages are filled with script writing that would be indecipherable to the people with him, not from their angle. But he's scanning it expertly anyway. "I think I caught most of that. The rest I suppose, will be entirely up to us now. All of us." He finally stands straight in his usual posture, as if ready to move at the second. "Unless we've got more suggestions..." He trails off to give more leeway, but there could be a finality there too. That this might be the time to put such plans into further action, which is the best part of it all; as Senku, Gen, and Tidus have expressed quite clearly. The unification of a community all stuck with the same, unfortunate circumstance of never knowing enough, or never having the chance to choose for themselves.
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He's able to multitask though, albeit slightly distracted. "The Black Squad is sort of like mission first-responders, in case of dire or unexpected emergencies. Anyone can join, but will require some sort of combat or medical skill ideally. The Black Bands on our wrists are weaved with Spider Seamstress's magic. She can basically pinpoint your location using the band and transport you to another place she's marked. If we need to rescue or save a passenger and they're all alone, they can call for aid on the SCA and available members of the squad can jump into the fray. No color coordinating required."
And there's a thought that leads into the next. Roland can't disagree with a total shake-up, either. If the train wouldn't tell them what the colors mean, or how to get points, then their arbitrary rules would have to be discarded and rearranged for what makes the most sense. All suggestions are once again, noted down such that he already flips to the third page. Though at the mention of the posters, Roland does happen to chuckle out loud.
"Posters sound good. We've got a lot of artists on the train who could lead that charge. Let's follow it up with an announcement too. Or, we could campaign it. Have one of us walk up and down the train shouting it out." An apparently serious suggestion. He may or may not be looking at Tidus, but that could be a trick of the light. Poor Kitchen car's light bulbs are dimming! Maybe!
"But sure. The council should get a heads-up. I still want to sit down and talk to them about why they were established in the first place. There had to be some rhyme or reason to it, apart from somebody thinking it was a good idea." Which could count as a reason, but Roland's been around structured organizations long enough to know it's never truly the case. History would tell them how to move forward with the future of the train and its people, then the rest will follow. They might even learn a thing or two about what the early voidtreckers had in mind to aid them in being better, here and now.
He leans the book down and the pages are filled with script writing that would be indecipherable to the people with him, not from their angle. But he's scanning it expertly anyway. "I think I caught most of that. The rest I suppose, will be entirely up to us now. All of us." He finally stands straight in his usual posture, as if ready to move at the second. "Unless we've got more suggestions..." He trails off to give more leeway, but there could be a finality there too. That this might be the time to put such plans into further action, which is the best part of it all; as Senku, Gen, and Tidus have expressed quite clearly. The unification of a community all stuck with the same, unfortunate circumstance of never knowing enough, or never having the chance to choose for themselves.