Second Rerun - Hard day's night

[speeding]

Dear Fishbowl,

Stay the fuck out of our heads. You've been a a very bad, bad tree.

Heads up anyone who got either of my dreams, lucky you. Try not to go sharing. I know they say it's caring and all, but in this case I promise you it isn't. Fred you're excused, you couldn't know.

Over and out,

-Evil Overlord

P.S. Newbies, there's a lot you have to learn about this place, but here's a protip: asking about some things on the journals isn't as safe as you think it is. Trust me on this. And you're welcome. Not that anyone listens to me.

P.P.S. Rabbit, Code, Alchemy, Big G? Need to talk to the four of you in person. Wolverine, same thing, different reason.

((OOC: Dash's dreams in order were Nobody (2), Pinky, Wolverine (2), and Cross (3).))

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[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

Over coffee, yeah?

Quicklog?

[speeding]

Sure! When are you free?

sure :D

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

I can be right up.

Whoo!

[speeding]

Putting the coffee on.

QUICK LOG!

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ rabbit had just gotten off work when he scribbled at dash so he arrived rather quickly, bundled up pretty tightly in a black jacket that zipped up the front and a poofy orange scarf wrapped around a few times.

he knocked on dash's door. ]

QUICK LOG!

[speeding]

[The house smelled like fresh coffee as the pot brewed, and Dash opened the door at the end of Rabbit's knock, grinning at the redhead.]

Yo. Come on in. [He stepped to the side, letting Rabbit in.]

QUICK LOG!

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ man how he loved that smell. he had to get dash to show him this coffee maker. or twin!bridge. both were really good with this future stuff. ]

Yo, Speedy ♥.
Sure smells good

QUICK LOG!

[speeding]

Gotta agree there, man. [Dash took down two mugs, but the machine was still making the pot, so he leaned against the counter.]

Have a seat.

QUICK LOG!

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ he flopped down on a chair, knitting his hands behind his head as he leaned back a bit. ]

What's on your mind?

QUICK LOG!

[speeding]

[Dash looked at Rabbit, expression turning serious.]

I'll get to the point. Cross and I have been talking, you know? We're kind of sick of everything. [He couldn't get into too much detail, not up here in the tree. But this wasn't really detailed, yet, and it sure as heck wasn't going to go into rebel against the MAN while they were in the kitchen. Maybe later when he'd assembled the team... They'd have to find a place to meet, and train--he was thinking too far ahead. He didn't even know if they'd have a team.]

Being helpless and just kinda not organized. And nothing against adults but most of them have kind of, well, a way of doing things you know? Not our way.

Basically, we're tired of not doing anything, we're tired of being helpless, and we want a team. This sound interesting yet?

QUICK LOG!

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ this sounded borderline conspiracy and that grabbed the bookman's attention immediately. sounded dangerous but with cross involved? rabbit wouldn't have to listen to cross trying to convince him not to do it. at the very least, he'd be there to record the events. why did that feel so damn familiar? anyway, not point. ]

Whatcha plan t' do with this organizin'? Vaguely speakin', 'course.

QUICK LOG!

[speeding]

[It was definitely beyond borderline, but Dash wasn't going to tip that hand yet, just hint at it.]

Vaguely speaking? Train. A lot. For what..? Anything. Everything. Saving people, mainly. If we can. Getting information and sharing it, too. If that's possible, if we can.

QUICK LOG!

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ protecting people? that sounded familiar. so did attaining and sharing information. it all felt familiar and piqued his interest immensely. ]

So far, ya got my interest.

QUICK LOG!

[speeding]

[Dash smiled a little. That was the answer he was hoping for. Of the few candidates he and Cross had come up with, Rabbit and Code were the two he knew and trusted most, Ghost was one he mostly trusted but didn't know too well... And Alchemy he hardly knew at all. As teams went it wasn't so bad for a starting set of potentials though--but it required people saying yes.]

[He was glad Rabbit, at least, was interested.]

Good. Because we're going to need to be serious about this. We can't do this as a hobby, you know? If we commit, then we're in it, even if there's consequences. And there might be.

QUICK LOG!

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ in what little rabbit knew about himself, almost entirely from the second memory crystal, he could take quite a beating. he also was involved in the occult and he got the feeling that wasn't exactly public knowledge. secrets were his specialty. ]

I'm the type t' see things through, yanno?

[ Rabbit still wanted much more information. A rebellion against the system sounded interesting and all but which system? The inhabitants or the Tree? Bridge was the leader of the scavengers and was one of the people he'd disparately protect. Rabbit couldn't handle him dying again. ]

QUICK LOG!

[speeding]

[The coffee machine beeped and Dash turned around, going through the motions of pulling out the pitcher and pouring them both mugs of the black drink, taking Rabbit's over to him. There was stuff to put in the coffee that Rabbit was welcome to, but Dash took his black as he settled down across from the other teen.]

I figured. Any other questions? Keep in mind we're just kind of... Gathering a few recruits right now. We should all have a meeting, with whoever ends up wanting to do this, keep a network and keep in touch however we can manage. And look out for likely recruits among the other people about our age.

QUICK LOG!

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ there were still so many questions running through the redhead's mind in parallel with cross's initial warning that the tree could be incredibly vindictive. it had a way of hearing things it really shouldn't, like some sort of oppressor. but everyone really did rely on the damned thing to live here in the fishbowl, wherever it was. ]

I would need a li'l more info on the actual initiative, 'course.

[ he sipped the coffee. very good. he dumped only half a spoonful instead of the usual several into the glass, stirred it around and happily drank a bit more of it. oh sweet coffee bliss! ]

QUICK LOG!

[speeding]

[Something about the word initiative halted Dash's cup halfway to his lips and he frowned, slightly. Where... But of course he couldn't remember, so it had to be something from back home. Anyway, it was just a word. He shrugged and took a sip.]

Like I said. Saving people--maybe set up patrol teams to keep tabs on trouble spots. Regular old vigilantes--only without the excessive violence, unless necessary. That'd be the main deal. The other half... That would require more risk and more commitment, but finding things out. Turning over stones and poking at snake nests. I mean all kinds, sticking our noses deep where they don't belong kind of thing. We'll probably get bitten, if we aren't careful, and probably if we are too, anyway.

QUICK LOG!

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ the mention of "without excessive violence" and "sticking our noses deep where they don't belong" particularly appealed to rabbit. he already did both on a regular basis, save the patroling as he was usually the medic responding to things instead of trying to prevent them. it did sound like something perfect to keep himself occupied and satiate that desire to learn something about the stupid place.

and while he was a rather skilled fighter, he didn't feel like the type to go out of his way to beat the living daylights out of someone else. after all, he'd end up repairing them in the end anyway. he was a medic primarily, after all.

as for the nosy part? well he'd tried that several times and found himself being told no by everyone. they didn't have to know about this little endeavor then, now will they? besides, cross was already involved. ]

Count me in. Already do some'a it myself.

QUICK LOG!

[speeding]

Good. I don't know about you but... I tried the good little zombie and I'm sick of it. I want answers, and I'm tired of being fucking afraid of the consequences.

So far Cross and I have tagged you, Codename, Alchemy and Big G as the best contenders for the team. You got any nominations, now is a good time to voice 'em. It's not strictly a requirement, but around our age would be best I think.

QUICK LOG!

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ rabbit was pretty sure bridge wouldn't go for it. but he knew someone who almost definitely would. ]

Eyepatch. Definitely.

QUICK LOG!

[speeding]

[Dash nodded, looking at Rabbit over his mug.]

Haven't talked to the guy much, a few times on the journals, but if you vouch for him, then I'll seek him out. Or you can pitch it to him if you want. Once I've talked to everyone, Cross or I will call a meeting, I think. So we can have a little face to face time. Figure out training, patrols, the rest.

Re: QUICK LOG!

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ his mug was probably a quarter full at this point, but that wouldn't last for long. rabbit had some strange obsession with coffee. ]

Yeah, sure can talk t' him 'bout it. See him all the time. I'm sure you two'd get along pretty well.

QUICK LOG!

[speeding]

[The pitcher was still on the counter and mostly full, for whenever Rabbit needed more.]

Sounds like a plan. Honestly, I'm pretty excited, Red. And scared a bit. But mostly psyched. Doing something finally feels... Right. You know? Even if it's not much, yet, we're starting.

QUICK LOG!

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ yeah he needed some more. up for a fresh cup and back for another small scoop of sugar and a very satisfying sip to start back into the conversation. ]

In a strange way, yeah. Somethin' 'bout knowin' the secrets no one else does. Learnin' what ya aren't supposed t' know. I'm sure excited.