[PQ] seat of power

Anju

I see red
My blood is boiling and it shows

Anju is expecting more manual labor to be in their futures, so she returns with her sleeves rolled up and bits of dust carelessly smeared onto her clothes and skin. It seems things have progressed well in between her trips to dispose of bags for the others which is uplifting. Turning with hands on her hips towards Sohalia for more instructions, she is absolutely bowled over by the sudden turn towards political notions.

And then Sohalia looks at her.

Anju stares back, absolutely thrown. She is too sure of herself to do something like look around the room to gauge their expressions, because she immediately assumes they do not feel the way Sohalia does. Maybe Sohalia is merely looking to her to explain how it works considering it was the first question she asked, so Anju clears her throat and tries to focus on that.

"Since we have no council or current leadership it would be on a volunteer basis I suppose. Though the citizens will want to see someone who has put forth effort into establishing change and a permanent presence." Here she gestures slightly to the room around them, clearly meaning efforts such as these. As for herself, well -

"I have never assumed the citizens would desire me as a leader," she admits frankly, though her jaw is stiff given the rather open, vulnerable nature of it. "Though I am...open to alternative ideas...I think I am best suited as an instrument of war." It's a clear struggle for her to get out, hands flexing and fisting at her hips. How does she say that she would be willing to be Captain and on the council but is wary of leadership because she does not believe herself to have the disposition without making them pity her or have to agree? Jaw flexing she looks to Lena and Everest. "Yourselves?"

When all you are is a weapon
You shoot them all down until you end up alone