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Julius ([personal profile] overharrowed) wrote in [community profile] faderift2024-08-15 03:30 pm

Sometimes I Feel Like My Brain Turns To Leaves [OPEN + CLOSED]

Sometimes I Feel Like My Brain Turns To Leaves

WHO: Julius
WHAT: Catch-all
WHEN: mid-Solace through mid-August, give or take
WHERE: Various
NOTES: Besides the open starter, feel free to reach out if you'd like something bespoke or have a wildcard idea that doesn’t fit (or if I was supposed to give you something bespoke and fully forgot because it took me so long to write this post, heyo).




open

It is long enough past the attack on the Gallows that Julius has resumed something like his normal schedule again, including regular office hours, eating meals at typical mealtimes (mostly), and attending regular meetings with the Division Heads with lists of the supplies, personnel and other resources they didn’t have and needed. (If they fill the Quartermaster position, will Julius delegate this last one? Apply and find out.)

He mostly works with his door open, accessible if he’s needed, and has regular check-in with those whose jobs he supervises. But his main focus in the aftermath of the attack has been shoring up goodwill for Riftwatch and parlaying that goodwill into resources. Cash is great, though supplies won’t be turned away. Anyone with ideas for furthering these aims is especially welcome to drop by his office. Maybe without even knocking; he'd love some potential good news.

for marcus and petrana (slightly backdated)

They’d been able to retrieve many of their truly precious belongings, which given the state of the Gallows was more than Julius had initially expected. But as work continues on the remaining residential tower, it has become increasingly clear Riftwatch’s staff will all be in incredibly close quarters going forward. Marcus’s temporary (“temporary”) new position came with some housing of its own, of course, but the question remains. Julius isn’t sure he has an answer, but it’s on his mind one afternoon when he starts looking for his partners, not urgently but with the idea of starting a conversation that is becoming less theoretical by the day. He tries Petrana's office first, mainly because it's the place to check that doesn't involve changing floors.

for clarisse

Of course he’d spoken to Clarisse when she was first appointed as Griffon Keeper, but Julius is sensitive enough to know that the way she’d received that promotion remained something of a healing wound. He gives it some space in consequence. Still, now that she’s settled in enough to start voluntarily increasing her record-keeping duties, Julius feels assured he can make her part of his regular rounds.

He generally checks the eyrie before the Griffon Keeper's office, which hasn't changed with the occupant of the post. He’s happy enough to catch Clarisse either place, but given the current state of the eyrie, he approaches with reasonable caution. It would be extremely undignified to put his foot through a weakened board and seriously hurt himself, and he can't shake the sense that none of the griffons especially care for his presence there.

for benedict

It’s probably inevitable that things are strange with Benedict for some time after his rescue from the demons. Julius has said — and meant — that he doesn’t hold the younger man responsible for the actions of a demon wearing his face. To the extent that the incident has led to any extra caution on Julius’s part at all, it’s not specific to his interactions with Benedict. (It wasn’t even the first time he was poisoned in Riftwatch’s service, which is almost bleakly funny, though he suspects Benedict wouldn’t find it especially amusing.)

Still, even if he’s careful of the feelings of those around him by habit, there’s plenty of work to be done. When he shows up for their scheduled meeting, it certainly isn’t with any shortage of topics to discuss on his list. And if he hopes that the more he acts as if everything is normal, the more it will feel that way, well … it doesn’t undercut that the very normal pile of work is real and needs attention.

“So. Should we begin with the easy part or the hard part of the list this time?”

for stephen


In fairness, the practical side of his meetings with Stephen as head healer are usually fairly brief; an update on what they’d out of, a check in about any concerning upticks of illness or other things he should bring to the Division Heads. Because they’re so brief, it has become easy to tuck them at the beginning or end of a much more interesting standing appointment.

He wouldn’t call it teaching, exactly; he’s taught many apprentices over the years, and enjoys teaching very much. But working with Stephen feels, more often, like an act of translation. The way he thinks of magic, on an instinctual level, is so fascinatingly different from Julius’s experience that when Julius begins an explanation, it is less an instruction than an opening bid. They do make progress, certainly, but it feels collaborative in a way he’d seldom been able to enjoy.

“Right, so. Back to glyphs today, or do you want to take a break and start on something new?” Sometimes they’re in an office; today they’re in the training yard. Glyphs can be easier to work with in an open space, but it’s also nice to be outside on the rare day that isn’t oppressive this time of year.

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[personal profile] ipseite 2024-10-12 10:30 am (UTC)(link)
Though Petrana tips her hand noncommittally at less likely to become rubble — at best, 60-40 — she says, “I admit, I am not unmoved by the notion of a place our own, even so modest as we would be obliged to.”

(Even, she says, but it seems the thoughtless words of habit and not a meaningful critique. It'd hardly be the most modest place to which any of them have laid claim, after all.)

“And,” brightening, “you are so fond of decorating.”

Himself. Them. Petrana's assumption that it would extend to a living space they had more control over than one room here or there may or may not be misguided, but she seems taken with it for a moment.