THE SWEETEST OF REVENGE || Meeting

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    The femme was used to meeting by now, and considering that this was her third time up and on the stage that was saying something. If it was from habit or not she quickly made her way behind the stage and grabbed her microphone with eager. In the past week she had labeled a piece of tape above her microphone that said 'Windchimes' on it, seeing as it would be cool as every leader to come would have their very own microphone. She smiled at her improvements and went to work, switching on the p.i.a and finally making her way to center stage, a smile across her face. "All members of The District, please make your way to the auditorium for a clan meeting."


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    "Hey, I made my way!" Wavewing said. She was super early this time and so she sat down quietly. Sh had a small moment of questioning the meaning of life but other than that, she sat and waited calmly.

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    EVERYTHING IS GREY - HIS HAIR, HIS SMOKE, HIS DREAMS
    and now he's so devoid of color, he don’t know what it means—


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    The hellion was late and trying her best at not being seen. Quickly she dove into a chair only to horribly crumbled with the pressure of the chair. Twisting till it finally unfolded. Mutt looked around praying no one saw that.

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    "Alright, then we shall begin" she would say, trying to hold back a laugh as she saw Greyscale fumble with the chair and seemingly get scared and then sit on the ground. It would be a nice project if they could get the hinges out of the chairs so it would simply work as something to sit in, easily especially with animals like them.


    "Recently I have made an announcement about a gang calling themselves 'End Game' I would suggest checking that out if you have not yet." That seemed like one of the most important topics to get across, even if it could be boring to most members. She would give a nod and a smile as she got deeper into the meeting.


    "This week I was slightly disappointed in our ambassador division. I expect you guys to volunteer to go to ally clans and bring them gifts. Instead I had to go to three clans, please step it up. Since we have no scholar of this division this should be expected, I will be addressing this later on in the meeting." she simply stated, deciding that even if this saying was harsh it needed to be said. Ever so this was true she still was scared about her clan thinking she was lazy and would not go to ally clans if needed.


    "There is a May medic gathering. Usually the head nurse would pick one other member in the medic division to go with them but, since there is currently no head nurse I will be picking Wavewing and Bakerpaw to go, Thank you." she would say happily, looking down at one of the two and hoping Bakerpaw would soon join them. The District needed to get their name out into other clans, gathering like this where extremely important in doing so.


    "Sieben has said he would be hosting an event but due to not seeing his around so much, I am gonna need somebody else to come up with an idea and host an event. A politic division meeting thread will be hosted soon, keep and eye out for that as it is mandatory for all members in this division to come." Truthfully if The District was gonna get there name out there they simply could not wait for Sieben to make the thread. It had to be done and it had to be done soon.


    "Next is the topic you all love, promotions! Wavewing is promoted to an Educator, I have seen you around way more then last week. I would also like it if Greyscale could act as a temporary Scholar of Politics, if you accept this, I want to talk to you after the meeting." She would say looking at the two proudly. They have done extremely well in the last week, hopefully this would last long.


    "Unfortunately I have one demotion today. Sieben for your lack of activity you are demoted back to a teacher. If you start being more active I would be more than happy to promote you again." she would say sadly, wanting to look at him but realizing he was not in the auditorium at the moment. "Thank you everyone for coming today!"



    //Recap:
    - An announcement has been said about the site wide plot 'End Game'
    - Please pick it up politics division. I know there is not many of you and no scholar but still, I had to go to 3 clans and two others that are not in the politics division are going to Skyclan and Stormclan. A meeting will be held this week.
    - May medic gathering that can be found HERE has been made. I have chosen Wavewing and @bakerpaw to attend this.
    - @Technically Timur who plays Sieben was gonna host an event, but due to lack of activity I need somebody else to come up with an idea and host it.
    - Wavewing is promoted to Educator
    - I want Greyscale to act as a temporary scholar of education. If you accept can you create a private so Windchimes can speak to Greyscale?
    - Sieben is demoted to a teacher.


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    you can't rewrite the past — bakerpaw/hannah — the district — she/her — tags

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    "I have no idea what that means but cool!" now that she was an educator, she had to figure out what they did. She also made a mental note about going to the medic gathering later.

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    EVERYTHING IS GREY - HIS HAIR, HIS SMOKE, HIS DREAMS
    and now he's so devoid of color, he don’t know what it means—


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    Greyscale dipped his head in shame at the mention of his division. He would try to pick up the activity, though he was a bit worried he would mess up. All the responsibility was worrying him.
    "I can try to think of something, though I may need help," he offered at the mention of a possible event, though he immediately regretted it. He had no clue what kind of events there were, or what to host! It was okay, though, he guessed, since he had at least asked for help.


    The demon hadn't really been expecting anything else regarding him to come up this meeting. Apparently he had been wrong, though, when he heard his name called. What had Windchimes said? He went back, analysing the feline's last sentence. He was being promoted again? Even if only temporary, it was a little frightening. More responsibility. Higher expectations. More ways to mess up and ruin everything. The demon blushed, though remains quiet, waiting hopefully for Windchimes to tlk to him about what exactly he was supposed to do.
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