OPERATION: YOUTHFUL DISOBEDIENCE

[stresstokens]

WHO: Members of the grand curfew-breaking plan!
WHEN: During the Moorecroft event.
WHERE: Various Moorecroft locales.
WHAT: A bunch of youths have gotten together to break curfew in tandem to get to the bottom of the mystery at heart of this place -- but what they find leads to more questions than answers.
NOTES\WARNINGS: Probable violence, death, emotional trauma, cursing. All the fun stuff! I'll be putting the log headers for pre/during/post-curfew breaking logs in the comments, so just hang tight while I do that, though all members are of course more than welcome to post their own logs if that suits their tagging style better.

Comments

[stresstokens]

[ As one of the primary organizers of this affair... Riz has to admit, he's not exactly sure who wound up bringing Hunter along, and why. He's been around at the meetings, sure, but Riz hasn't really gotten to know the guy personally, and now that they're down to do-or-die?

This attitude isn't exactly inspiring. Riz looks up from where he's steadily loading ammunition into his firearm, wincing a little at the clear nervousness in his tone. That had been Riz, not so long ago; a perpetual rule-follower, petrified of doing something wrong. Only, his first time doing something wrong was --

Okay, his first time doing something wrong probably had to do with killing a bunch of people, but the threat of death didn't seem as present as it does now. He feels morally obligated to at least give the poor guy an out. ]

Uh... you know you don't have to do this, right? You can always hang back and monitor the cameras with the others.

[ It's super dangerous out there, and Riz -- well, Riz just doesn't want anyone to die as they try to pull this off. ]

[factsimile]

Cameras? Oh. The Watching Scroll. Thing.

[Is that right? He ponders for a bit before realizing why he was being asked that question. Hunter straightens thin shoulders and stands up straight and at attention like he used to do as the Golden Guard. It feels familiar and yet like he's wearing someone else's jacket.]

No. I'm ready for this. I move fast and you guys can't get caught.

[stresstokens]

Okay. If you're certain. Look -- we don't have room for nerves, or getting worried about breaking the rules. We need you sharp, and we need you focused. Once you start doubting what you're doing here, it's gonna fuck up your concentration.

[ The cadence of his voice is a little harsh -- harsher than Riz typically is, but he's not one for resoundingly inspirational speeches. He leaves that to his friends. What he's good at is staying on-task, and getting others to stay on-task too, yellow eyes trained on Hunter, nerves and all. ]

Just remember this isn't breaking the rules for no reason. We've got our reasons for this. We're doing a good thing here. You believe that too, right?