Meeting of the Minds

[breakfastmetaphors]

Who: Everyone who chooses to participate
Where: Breakneck Cay
When: December 5th
What: A summit to get down to business and get this situation sorted out, L-Elf-style
Warnings: Possible violence?
Style: Any
Status: Open

Upon arriving on Breakneck Cay, if you can navigate the shoals safely and find safe mooring, you'll notice that the beach is more or less abandoned unless you count the countless shipwrecks an snarled piles of debris strewn across the shore. If you approach the jungle, you'll notice a makeshift sign pointing towards a path leading into the trees. There's a lengthy note tacked to it with a detailed map, an exhaustive list of rules and etiquette for participating in a military summit, and probably more if anyone actually got past the part with the map.

The meeting is to be held in a strangely silent clearing. Upon arriving, you'll find L-Elf sitting on the huge stone in the center, fast asleep. It's immediately obvious that this is not a social occasion or it at least wasn't planned by someone with any idea how to make guests feel comfortable. There's nowhere to sit except on the ground and definitely no refreshments. It might be a good idea to send someone back to the ship to pick something up if you want to make it through this thing.

Comments

[sun_goddess_sacrifice]

Other than they seem to be close to the element of fire? Nay.

[It wasn't so much as being contrary, as much as the risk and gain of the shards. If it was decided collecting them would gain little, then perhaps working towards settling would be better. Of course she had no plans of settling but that was neither here nor there at the moment.]

However, I feel collecting them is still important, and perhaps... understanding what everyone desires will help further that without fear.

[breakfastmetaphors]

We do need to continue to collect them, if for no other reason than to keep Davy Jones appeased. By my thinking, if we can figure out how we're brought here and how we're returned home, we may not even need to complete the gem and make a wish to achieve that end.

[He's been thinking about that a lot, really, especially because he has no intention of returning and he'd rather no one use the gem to force him to.]

[sun_goddess_sacrifice]

I would most like to find a way to do that without the need to rely on the wish.

[She had been spending a lot of her time recently trying to figure out a way to word a single wish to get the best for everyone. She had yet to figure out a way to do it without potentially backfiring on everyone.]

[breakfastmetaphors]

I would, too. I'm not entirely sure there will be a wish. It seems impossible and unlikely even if it wasn't.

[Both in terms of science and in terms of what they could trust Davy Jones to do.]

[sun_goddess_sacrifice]

I feel there most likely will be, but it will be the sort of thing that must be phrased with no room for interpretation, and with intent properly voiced. I feel that otherwise it will be a monkey paw type of situation.

[breakfastmetaphors]

If there's a wish, then why only one? Why would Davy Jones want it back if we've used it?

[sun_goddess_sacrifice]

I am unsure if it is Davy Jones as much as potentially the shards themselves. They hold a power, a great power, and no doubt that power when combined will be the thing to grant wishes.

[She paused a moment, a revelation striking her.]

Perhaps... perhaps he is the one interested in that power....

[breakfastmetaphors]

[That really just occurred to you, Futo? L-Elf looks less than impressed, not that he ever looks impressed to begin with.]

Of course he is. Why else do you think he has us collecting the shards?

[sun_goddess_sacrifice]

[She had been thinking of him as a god, why would a god want that sort of thing? But then was he not more alike to a demon?]

I should have considered that.... This world is difficult. That brings far more to consider. It also makes considering what to do when all of them are collected more important.

[breakfastmetaphors]

Exactly why I've called this meeting in the first place. I don't believe collecting the shards and returning them is the best course of action. However, since we don't know what they actually do, we can't determined what the best course of action is within a reliable percentage. We need to determine how to proceed.

[L-Elf doesn't believe in gods or demons, but he does believe in mathematics. Some days, that's the extent of his faith in anything but himself.]

[sun_goddess_sacrifice]

Perhaps we should consider more who exactly he is? Also, perhaps with possession of the gem as a whole we will be able to do more than a single wish... perhaps it's power is unlimitless.

[breakfastmetaphors]

So you think we should look into the history more? There must be a comprehensive account somewhere. I would expect the Navy to have compiled something, at least.

[Or he hopes they would have. It's what he would do, after all, and he's been a military intelligence officer since before he hit puberty.]

[sun_goddess_sacrifice]

Yes, it would help us consider potential actions later. The navy or various people of this world should have something they can say about him, either through recorded accounts of legend or hearsay.

[Any little bit would help in assessing the possible future. It would also potentially help them understand the shards and what they really mean.]

[breakfastmetaphors]

That's something we should organize, then. We need to figure out where the hub of Naval intelligence gathering is and infiltrate it. Someone will know where it is.

[Even if it's meant to be secret, someone will know. Even the most secret of bases needs supplies.]

[sun_goddess_sacrifice]

The question is where to start looking for them.

[There was always someone out there that could start the trail. The hardest part was finding that someone.]

[breakfastmetaphors]

I believe the Spades have raided several naval bases. They would be the ones to ask, provided they agree to cooperate.

[In this instance they might, though that isn't usually something that can be counted on.]

[sun_goddess_sacrifice]

That is quite a possibility....

[breakfastmetaphors]

They've sent representatives, which is more than most would have expected.

[It wasn't entirely unlikely as per his calculations, but it wouldn't have surprised him if it hadn't happened.]

If they're showing that much willingness to cooperate, they may show more.

[sun_goddess_sacrifice]

Do you think they are the sort of have paid attention to such information? I suppose at least information on how the bases tend to be would be helpful at the least, we could then see if infiltrating one would not be too difficult.

[She had to agree with the potential, as much as she found the Spades frustrating.]

[breakfastmetaphors]

They're paranoid enough that they would look for intelligence information, but only regarding topics that interest them. If they know where to look, though, that's all we need. All I need is a location and a general idea of defenses to come up with a plan for infiltration.

[It's been far too long since he's had a mission of that sort, anyway. He can't have his skills going rusty.]

[sun_goddess_sacrifice]

How willing do you suppose they will be in sharing such information? And do you think we would be able to get them to tell us?

[breakfastmetaphors]

They have no reason to hide the information. If they decide to be difficult, there are other ways to get it out of them.

[If you read the journals enough, the easiest way to exploit their whole "family" mindset becomes quite clear. He figures he could get anything out of them that he wants to. Underhanded intelligence gathering isn't his usual method, but there are times when brute force isn't efficient.]

[sun_goddess_sacrifice]

That is true, I will trust in your methods.

[She didn't particularly mind what methods were used as long as the end goal was reached and it wasn't too detestable. Of course that did depend on the end goal.]