✨ XIMILIA TOWN HALL MEETING ✨ ( video/audio/action )

[farr]

[ some morning in the middle of the week, during their return to the station, an invitation will be taped on the door of every orber. though the calligraphy would suggest this must have been typed on a computer and printer, each invitation is actually very carefully hand-written and reads as follows: ]

[ the idea is for everyone to meet in the mess hall at the intended time, but if some choose not to attend, the meeting can still be accessed by the earpieces, allowing all orbers to watch or listen in and contribute however they wish, no matter where they are.

however, for those who do decide to attend, the mess hall features a full display of bagels and donuts, along with plenty of fresh coffee, all to help everyone wake up and feel refreshed for the meeting that's about to take place.

a makeshift little stage, arranged by stacking together a few metal boxes is at the center of the room, atop of it being the one and only rita farr herself, with a bright optimistic smile. when she sees enough people present and settled, she speaks up, loud and clear: ]

Hello, everyone! Welcome to our first Annual — or monthly, or however we decide to do it — Town Hall meeting! Thank you all for coming and please enjoy the food to your heart's content. For those who don't know me, I'm Rita Farr. Now— though my name does appear on the invitation, this is hardly about me. This is about all of us.

After our ... last mission, it became quite clear that our group could use a bit of improvement with how we approach our next missions moving forward. And I thought the best way to plan for that is to allow all of us an opportunity to discuss how we all feel about what we've done well and what we could do better. After all, everyone deserves a say in this, right?

[ she points behind her where a giant board is on display on an easel, once again, hand-written with careful and precise calligraphy in giant letters: ]


Here, I've written some sample questions we can all try to offer answers to, but the floor will also be open for any other questions and suggestions that anyone might have. Remember, there are no wrong answers! We're all here for an open forum discussion. But before that!

[ she reaches over to the board, pulling it off to reveal another one behind it. this one reads as follows: ]


Please consider the "Keys to Success", not only on our missions, but as we talk together in this room right now. We'll go ahead and take turns either stepping up here on the stage or speaking out from wherever you are. There are no microphones but the earpieces should get your voices out to everyone. Now, who would like to start?


( this post is open to all! the idea is that everyone is taking turns in each thread to speak out to the entire group (whether from within the room or from elsewhere), but thread-jacking and hopping around for discussion is the key here! feel free to run wild with ic suggestions or questions regarding mission layouts or planning or whatever floats your boat (ic complaining/protest is always an option too). though rita is organizing it, it's open to whatever people are inclined to discuss. )

Comments

[spacedisaster]

How is it that even when I am not saying anything, I still get yelled at?

[ There's a reason why he came here to listen, as it was to avoid that and learn what people think. Plz do not yell, Yzak. People are trying to have important discussions. Not Peter right now, but...other people. ]

Sugar exists, man. It makes the taste of coffee bearable. This is so bitter that I feel like it's about to criticize my way of life. [ But he is still keeping the cup. Peter reaches for the nearby plate of donuts to offer them to Yzak. ] Try this.

[coordination]

[ Yzak Jule will always find a way to yell about something.

He peers down at his own cup of coffee, raising an eyebrow. ]

Tastes just fine to me. You put too much milk and sugar in it and it's hardly coffee anymore. [ He shrugs a shoulder. ] But I guess it's the more common practice to do that nowadays, even where I'm from.

[ He looks over the offered donuts, and for a moment he doesn't look like he's going to take one, but he eventually opts for one with a white chocolate glaze, specifically. ]

Why are you so quiet, anyway?

[spacedisaster]

[ Truly an incredible talent. Maybe he should become a hypeman. ]

Yes! That's the point! But of course, you'd like your coffee all black, of course... [ Peter makes another disgusted face, as he takes one last sip of the coffee. Then he realizes he truly can't stand it more, and takes a bite of a donut to get rid of the taste. Hopefully, that is enough caffeine to get him through this meeting.

The question is unexpected, thoughtful, and it makes Peter avert his eyes and give a small shrug. ]

I didn't sleep very well. I wanted to talk to someone yesterday, but his name was gone from the crew list. Then I noticed that a couple of more people had disappeared. Jim Kirk, Jack Harkness, and Percy de Rolo... they are all gone.

[coordination]

Ah...

It's not very hard, is it. To notice someone's sudden lack of presence in a place like this. [ He gets it. He's gone through it himself. And sometimes, he still hurts from it. So there's a tone of empathy in his voice when he speaks to it. ]

Whether they chose to go on their own or not ... in either case, hopefully they'll be okay.

[spacedisaster]

[ Peter gives Yzak a kind smile for his attempt at reassurance. He also pats the empty seat next to him to properly invite YZak to sit down. ]

Yeah...maybe it is for the better, that they are back home. [ He's been thinking about it too. About giving up his deal and returning home, the pros and cons of it all, if anybody will even notice him when he's gone. ]

I'm used to people leaving. I just...wish we could have said goodbye, it's all.

[coordination]

[ He makes a noise in his throat, unsure if he agrees with that opinion. Is it for the better to go back? Potentially not remember a moment of this? It was something he spoke to Viveca about - got a little bullheaded about because if there's a loophole that exists, he sure as shit knows he doesn't want to forget any of this and find one. ]

Odds are they probably feel the same way. So that in itself serves as somewhat of a stand-in goodbye.

[spacedisaster]

[ Peter doubts that's the case. You don't miss what you can't remember ever having. But they need to focus on the positive. ]

Perhaps you're right. I'd like to remember you, if I went back to my world. [ Peter says with sincerity. And then, he can't help but add.] You were my first sugar daddy and all that.