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Matt Cavanaugh ([info]palehorses) wrote in [info]we_float,
@ 2010-06-24 18:56:00

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Current mood: thoughtful
Current music:"Underneath Days" :: Bob Mould
Entry tags:character: matt cavanaugh, character: maxxie delacourt

You never want to see the things I could become
Who: Matt Cavanaugh and Maxxie Delacourt
When: Wednesday, June 23
Where: Anhalt Building
What: Discussing what both have figured out about how to restructure the group and make it be something everyone wants to be in.
Status: Closed, Incomplete

It probably looked like Matt simply had his eyes closed. At least, it probably looked like that on first glance, but the two fingertips trailing into the coffee in the cup by his hand likely gave the impression he was actually asleep, but it wasn't like the coffee was hot, or something. He still hadn't entirely decided to do anything about that, because he was trying to figure out the answer to the first labour.

Because really, how did you make an everlasting brownie?

He'd considered and discarded LSD (flashbacks counted as everlasting, right?), genetic resequencing so that Ganesh simply thought he had always just eaten a brownie (too expensive), a really large brownie (ridiculous), and a knitted brownie. The last was the most promising, given that Ganesh had never said it had to be edible.

Not that Matt could knit, but that was a problem for later.

He heard Maxxie's distinctive footsteps - tap, silence, tap tap tap, silence - where the silences were her blinking, and dropped his chair back down to all four feet, managing to get coffee in his eye as he brushed his hair back.

It was sort of a greeting when he looked at her, his eyes unfocused, and said something that most closely approximated to "Blargh."



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[info]palehorses
2010-07-03 02:55 am UTC (link)
"I think we need to be open," he said slowly. "It's risky, yeah, but ... how else do we make the fucking point? I know they can discriminate against us, can try to hurt us, but I don't know that they can really do anything much if we basically make a point of the fact we're all wild cards, right?" He thought he probably should check that, and a name leaped to mind to do that, but another part of the question was whether she - or anyone else, for that matter - would be willing to take that step. Right now, all of them, even Matt, could hide and hide safely.

What he wanted would make them unable to. And he couldn't possibly pretend there was no risk to that idea.

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[info]maxblinks
2010-07-04 04:08 am UTC (link)
Some of them didn't have a choice about being open. "I don't mind people knowing I'm a wild card. I'd have to move to oh, the middle of nowhere to be completely anonymous, then all they'd have to do is watch me for five minutes to figure it out. But you're right, that's the point. What can they do if we're not doing anything wrong?" Maxxie said. "If we're just all obviously wild cards, or sympathisers, and living our lives like everyday average people, because that's all we are, then they really can't do anything and look good while doing it."

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[info]palehorses
2010-07-04 06:20 pm UTC (link)
"Dangerous," he pointed out, but it wasn't a negative. Then he smiled brilliantly. "And as you say, you're fucking known, princess. But we can't make the fucking point if we're all hiding. Not that I fucking know how to show off what I am, but I won't lie about it any more, I know that."

He paused in thought, and said "What do you think of the others? Will they go there, do you think, or is it too safe to not be obvious? I mean, we don't have any jokers here, more's the pity - well, not really we don't - but I'm kind of fucking convinced that at least one person's here because it's a way to fucking hide in plain sight, you know?"

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[info]maxblinks
2010-07-04 07:19 pm UTC (link)
"I don't know if Tom's ready to go there or not," Maxxie admitted. "But he's always around me all the time anyway, and he was willing to train and learn how our powers interacted, so he's willing to do something. Who do you think is trying to hide in plain sight?"

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[info]palehorses
2010-07-04 08:32 pm UTC (link)
"Not sure how I feel about JT," Matt finally said. "He's hiding here, is my take." He shrugged. "Could change." But he sounded doubtful.

"Still, though," he added, more resolutely, "it's not going to work if we're all, like, fucking just here for our own reasons. I mean, I know you know that, it's the fucking basis of this conversation, but ... I'm wondering if we'll lose anyone if we present the ideas we're getting from this to them, you know?"

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[info]maxblinks
2010-07-05 01:40 am UTC (link)
"If we lose them, is that bad?" Maxxie asked. "And do we all have to be doing the exact same thing? We can have multiple plans going. Groups within a group. As long as everyone is pulling their weight and doing something towards the cause, even if it isn't going out to play poster child. We can attack the problem from multiple angles."

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[info]palehorses
2010-07-05 02:41 am UTC (link)
"Fuck no, it's not bad," Matt agreed. "Seriously, if this isn't what we're all committed to, you know? I really don't feel like sticking my fucking neck out for someone who might not have my back."

"As for plans," he said, "I don't fucking have a clue how to coordinate that. Just that it'd probably be a good idea to not, you know, have half the group heading off to the planet of naked stewardesses while the other group's off exploring the lost continent of the potato-people - at least, not if either group's expecting that everyone's going where they are, you know? But beyond that, fuck no I don't want to walk in lockstep with everyone else, and I don't want to think about, you know, like fucking group missions, or group hug time or whatever." He grimaced. "Just - we need to know what we stand for first before we can do it."

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[info]maxblinks
2010-07-05 02:59 am UTC (link)
"We need a mission statement. To better the lives of wild cards. Or to save wild cards, or save the rights of wild cards to be human and expect human decency," Maxxie suggested.

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[info]palehorses
2010-07-05 10:42 pm UTC (link)
"I like that," he said with surprise. "Never thought I'd say that about, you know, a fucking mission statement, but it at least lays out a ground level that we expect everyone to stand on. And if someone can't agree ... then this isn't the place for them."

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[info]maxblinks
2010-07-05 10:57 pm UTC (link)
Maxxie grinned. "Not everything about management is bullshit. Sometimes psychology actually works. That last bit -- that's really the core of it, I think. Want me to make a poster to put up in the entryway? Or kitchen. Since, like you've already pointed out, we all do eat."

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[info]palehorses
2010-07-08 12:57 am UTC (link)
"I don't know," he said thoughtfully, lighting another cigarette. "What do you think, that seems like, I don't know, fucking changing the rules without warning or something. I mean, I hate this shit, but maybe it's time to, like, call a house meeting or something? Lay out what you and I want to do and give other people the chance to decide before we're like plastering the walls with mission statements and team-building exercises?" He grinned at her, partly in genuine joy, but partly also in response to her own happiness.

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