We could leave or stay and fight, no difference from the day to night
Nate is among the first to show up, something that seems to surprise him as much as it would anyone else. Even as he strides into Theskyra house, Pemota hovering on one side of him and a large, shaggy black dog on the other side, each of them with a hand on them. A wordless greeting, a grin and a nod, is offered towards Wessex as he settles in, makes himself at home, and waits for others to arrive.
And they come, more than he expects, though there are faces missing that surprise him, brows knitting together in worry, Nate’s fingers tapping an anxious song against the table and the dog. In another surprise, the doctor stands first when the floor opens up, clearing his throat to try and chase away the crushing strain of worry that threatens to invade his tone.
”Neron and I talked a little bit about this, we thought it would be best to barricade places as much as we can, and force the monsters into one place, so we’re not overwhelmed. We’ll have to pick a place, there’s a few options, and we can figure out the best way to organize the streets from there.” That’s the big one, though it’s far from the only idea he has. ”I thought we could set up defences too, spike to keep things from flying at us, wood to keep bonfires going.”
His last idea is much less fleshed out, fuelled by a vision that filled him with a quietly panicked dread whenever he let it sit in his mind to much. ”I think it would be worth having teams set up as well. So no one ends up alone when they shouldn’t be.”
There’s something else too, something that very nearly slips his mind, though whether that’s intentional or an accident will forever be a secret. ”Sunjata has also offered his shifts, if anyone would be interested.” Nate stops just short of growling with supervision, readjusting himself and pressing a little more firmly against the animal say at his side, while Pemota rises to cast starlight over the map.
And they come, more than he expects, though there are faces missing that surprise him, brows knitting together in worry, Nate’s fingers tapping an anxious song against the table and the dog. In another surprise, the doctor stands first when the floor opens up, clearing his throat to try and chase away the crushing strain of worry that threatens to invade his tone.
”Neron and I talked a little bit about this, we thought it would be best to barricade places as much as we can, and force the monsters into one place, so we’re not overwhelmed. We’ll have to pick a place, there’s a few options, and we can figure out the best way to organize the streets from there.” That’s the big one, though it’s far from the only idea he has. ”I thought we could set up defences too, spike to keep things from flying at us, wood to keep bonfires going.”
His last idea is much less fleshed out, fuelled by a vision that filled him with a quietly panicked dread whenever he let it sit in his mind to much. ”I think it would be worth having teams set up as well. So no one ends up alone when they shouldn’t be.”
There’s something else too, something that very nearly slips his mind, though whether that’s intentional or an accident will forever be a secret. ”Sunjata has also offered his shifts, if anyone would be interested.” Nate stops just short of growling with supervision, readjusting himself and pressing a little more firmly against the animal say at his side, while Pemota rises to cast starlight over the map.
NATE
