crystal.

[elegiaque]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Gwenaëlle Baudin
RECIPIENT: All y'all.
NOTES: There's a new junior dad in town. Tell her all about your sick magic weapons and how buff or noodly your little nerd arms might be. (Happy to do action spam here or in her inbox for any office threads!)

Alright, Riftwatch, I assume I don't need to introduce myself,

( possibly because she hasn't been paying strict attention to recent arrivals, but she is certainly not herself a new face, )

but if you have somehow mistaken my accent for Alexandrie, this is Gwenaëlle Baudin, and if you haven't noticed my taking up the office, I am now your acting Captain of the Watch. ( because they are still pretending that dad might come back (with smokes) and that rowntree's appointment might be temporary. she has already begun studying nevarran, but she isn't all that optimistic about when she's going to need to know it by. ) I've started with inventorying our armoury, and as such I have a couple of requests to make of, primarily, those of you not in Forces. If you are in Forces, I need to know if you possess any personal weaponry of note that we should be taking into account. You can provide details by crystal, book or at my office. If you are not in Forces, I would like to know that, but disclosure is voluntary unless your division head decides to make it mandatory.

( yes, she checked with rowntree before announcing it's mandatory for forces. )

Further, if you are not in Forces, I'd like to have an overview of the combat readiness of our ( nerds ) general non-combatants and what their, your needs are. If you'd like particular training, or if you specifically wouldn't. If you're going to be particularly vulnerable in the sort of emergency we recently experienced, or if it'd be useful for me to be aware that you won't. Again, we can have these conversations by whatever means suits you.

( there's a brief pause. )

And to be clear, I'm not assuming all diplomats and researchers need to be provided personal fainting couches, and you will not be considered clever for getting up in arms about having your toughness questioned. If you would like to be provided a personal fainting couch, ask the Seneschal.

Comments

private.

[cozen]

Byerly and I have a dozen blades and a few bows between us in the house. I would not say we are particular vulnerable. But if you manage to come up with some kind of training for what to do when the city is falling on your head, I will come.

private ∞

[elegiaque]

I'm intending to track who lives where, within and without the Gallows, so in the event the sky starts falling again we have a rough map of personnel to start with— there was that, largely, already, but with the towers as they are so much has changed and I suspect more are going to turn city-wards, too.

Maybe designated mustering areas on the city side of the harbour, if there are enough to warrant. I'm thinking out loud— but, merci.

[cozen]

That's a good idea. I wish we had enough eluvians to justify putting one in the city.

Maybe in another ten years.

[elegiaque]

If we put it before the Viscount now, in ten years they'll have finished arguing and settle on where we should put it, which'll be exactly where we've said we should.

( alright, you little cynic. )

You're in Lowtown, ouais? You don't have to give me an exact address if you don't like, I'm making estimates.

[cozen]

No, it's—we're on Galatea Street. [ A main thoroughfare leading from the docks, through the market, to the base of the stairs up to Hightown. And, ] It is hard to miss right now. Most of the row was crushed by Hightown.

[ Thus his specific concern about the city falling on his head. ]

It's not a secret. People are in and out all the time.

And if we had an eluvian to spare, it would go in our cellar and we wouldn't tell the Viscount anything.

[elegiaque]

( on the other end of the crystal, Lowtown - Galatea Street - Bs gets added to one of the lists in front of her. there are several, for different things, and this one is tacked to the same map she offered to conspicuously leave on the vice admiral's desk for viktor, if he so chose. )

Probably the better idea.

( not telling the viscount anything, she means. )

You didn't have too much damage? The rest of the row—

[cozen]

We're alright, I think. We have a piece of someone else's house on top of ours, but it seems stable. Or that's what they said when we asked for some help removing it. Not a priority right now. And that's fine, if it's true, but if it does collapse in on us while we're asleep, I request vengeance be wrought on Thurston Vaughan at Riftwatch's earliest convenience.

[elegiaque]

( with very serious audible humour in her voice, )

I'm going to do a flyover later with Orlov to start deciding on mustering points, I'll make a note of Thurston Vaughan's particular house. Just in case.

[cozen]

[ With a hint of a laugh: ]

J'apprécie.