18th Tactic

[commentboxtroll]

[phone a; drone and evil jerkwad filter]

...okay, okay, this has been put off long enough. [He's muttering at first, but his next words are louder.] Good morning, Mayfield. This is Caesar. Since we've managed to survive the latest string of atrocities, I figured it might be a good time for another DA meeting. As of now, I'm really not going to bother with special messages anymore. They haven't proven any more secure than the phones and, frankly, are less inclusive and too much of a hassle.

[See: he's too lazy to do that ever again.]

For those of you who are new, the DA is the Defense Association. We still aren't the Resistance and we aren't a secret society. The DA is supposed to focus more on helping one another, since we're all stuck in this mess together. We have people who are willing to teach you how to defend yourself and a few other projects on the table to try and make this place slightly less horrible. [But only slightly.] Anyway, it's open to anyone, anyone can drop by the meeting, or not, whatever. Just try not to be a murderous psychopath when you do.

Moving along, the meeting will be Thursday night. We'll be using the high school gym this time, since the UFO doesn't exactly have heating set up and it's still cold out. It won't only be DA business. There will be an open forum part in the meeting if anyone wants to come along and add their own two potch on, well, anything, I guess.

If anyone has questions that they don't want to ask over the phones, I'm not at my usual house right now, but I can tell you where I am. [Just not publicly. Uh, because. Reasons.] And no, I don't have snacks for the meeting. Don't ask, not unless you're offering to provide some...

[phone b; filtered to DA and Resistance folk]

Hey, I found out who stole the map and papers from my room. Does anyone have further info on some kid named Schrodinger? He's another teleporter and a huge jerk, but that's all I know.

[After the phone calls, Caesar can be found hanging out around 747 Partridge Drive for the rest of the morning. Inevitably, he deigns to make an appearance at school for a class or two, maybe even lunch! He'll sleep through that for the most part, since he still has no plans on learning from that joke of an institution. Nonetheless, he can be found skulking around there or between school and Partridge Drive on his way back to, well, hiding, because let's be honest, that's exactly what he's doing.]

Comments

i can't decide if that's a compliment or an insult...

[kinship]

[Ah, he's heard bits about the Major and nothing good.]

You said they were mostly locations of supplies, right? Did you manage to retrieve any of them after we spoke last?

it's a... complisult. or... something.

[commentboxtroll]

Those spots were the only additional feature I had added to the map. Yeah, I got some help to move them after the call. It isn't as tidy as before, but it'll do.

.../squints suspiciously

[kinship]

As long as the supplies are safe, then it shouldn't matter if they keep those maps from now on.

Perhaps, in order to keep them safe from now on, the locations of these safe places should be passed on via word of mouth throughout the DA?

/looks innocent???

[commentboxtroll]

Yeah, but a written record still needs to exist somewhere. Word of mouth only works if the people who know are around long enough to pass it on.

/DOES NOT BELIEVE THIS INNOCENT LOOK

[kinship]

Then you shouldn't keep the written record yourself; as head of the DA it just makes you more of a target.

/......OUT THE WINDOW EMOTE TIME

[commentboxtroll]

That's... [That's something he'd been hoping to ignore!] I guess that's true, but I can't give them to Nina, either.

[kinship]

Why don't I take them for you? Nobody would suspect a child of being in the DA, after all.

[commentboxtroll]

Nobody? I know I certainly would. [But he's had a general who was fourteen, so he's biased.] And if I did hand them over to you, I would always have to visit to make any changes.

[kinship]

[He just wants to get a toe-hold into the centre of the organisation, don't mind him.]

You're welcome at my house any time you like.

[commentboxtroll]

[Caesar would say he already does, considering what he's helped with so far.]

I'll consider it. For now, I've at least gotten everything hidden elsewhere.

[kinship]

Does someone else know of their location in the eventuality you're droned?

[commentboxtroll]

Not yet. I was going to tell the other people in my house but...

[kinship]

You should, it's not safe to just have one person know... what if you were droned tonight?

[commentboxtroll]

Just raid my house if that happens. I'm sure you'll find it if you rip apart enough furniture.

[kinship]

And if someone less than friendly were to do that first?

[commentboxtroll]

They'd get themselves shot by Balin and Virginia.

[kinship]

And if they weren't there any longer?

[He's so unimpressed with Caesar's strategy right now.]

[commentboxtroll]

[A strategy to avoid random happenstance? Good luck with that.]

And what if the entire DA is droned? What if I put them in another house and everyone was suddenly replaced by violent murderers? And what if I put them somewhere else that's safe and lose that memory at some point? [Not forget, lose it.] Or if the paper the notes are kept on comes to life suddenly and announces all their contents to the whole town on the phone? Should I spend the rest of my time dwelling on what might happen in a place that can barely be anticipated, Cain?

[kinship]

[It's one of Cain's major faults, he still sees the world in black and white as his lessons taught him.]

Of course not, but you can at least make slightly better provisions than you have at the moment. Give copies of the notes to maybe two other members, just in case.

[commentboxtroll]

And I will once I can go back to that house. It's really out of my control right now.

[kinship]

Alright then, that makes sense.

[commentboxtroll]

Chances are you'll get some of them once I do get around to that.

[But that's what Cain wanted anyway, so whatever.]

So I guess I'll see you later.

[kinship]

Ah-- right!

[He supposes it's not the best idea to keep talking about this over the phones anyway.]

Take care, Caesar.