oasisnetwork | 02: Ground Rules (Backdated to the 19th)

[[ooc: Backdated to shortly after this mess with Newt gets resolved and they're back inside the Gates.]

All ya'll talking shit about how we all gotta work together 'cause we're stuck here together best listen the hell up. You want to work together? FINE. First you gotta to is tell the rest of us what hell you can do. No more fucking surprises like some seven foot leopard man!

The only way to pool our goddamn resources are if we know what the fuck they are! And if you can do shit like that, then it's a goddamn resource!

I don't care where the hell you picked to hole your asses up, but if you're gonna talk to me and everyone else about how we should kum-by-fucking-ya, then you best be offering up your skills so we can take full advantage of them.

And don't make runs outside the walls alone no more without telling someone where the hell you're gonna be so we know to keep an eye on you! Hell, I don't even go hunting without telling Glenn I'll be out! You got people to rely on so rely on them!

Fucking hell, people!

[Daryl's angry because he cares. And he hates that he cares.]

[[ooc: open to action if anyone wants to be near him while he's making this rant]]

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Your people will listen to you, you are strong.

[ She's been listening to everything whilst she's been doing her own hunting. ]

Your sentries need training however. Check your front gate.

[ At it will be a dead deer, homemade arrow sticking out of the side of its neck. There are no signs she was ever even there aside from the offer. She's never met this group of people, and whilst normally her feelings would be to wipe them out, they may be valuable allies down the road. ]

Reward your people instead of yell at them, they will not follow a leader they sense weakness from.

[Daryl had long since headed off to the building his little group had found for themselves. Now he was heading back.]

We ain't watching the gates. Just keeping them closed and barred.

[Said casually after he realized no one else was hearing it since no one else had chimed in.]

Not enough people to make the whole of the city ours.

[And he wasn't really the leader of all of them, either. But he'd leave that jar of bees unshaken for now. He had kind of put his foot in his mouth and basically volunteered with that rant of his. Put his lot in to help all the idiots. Made him the biggest one of the lot.]

I'm assuming you left something worth calling a reward?

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You attempt to defend something without watching the front entrance?

[ So his group was small. It hadn't sounded small earlier. ]

If your people eat, I think they'll consider it a reward.

[ She could easily use this as a trap, lure him out, kill him. But more than anything, she's interested to see who she's dealing with from the safety of the forest, and also to attempt peace. ]

City ain't ours to defend. Pieces of it are. The gate and the wall, they're just extra defenses already ready to go.

[Daryl didn't particularly worry about telling her that. She was skiddish. But she seemed to know her shit. The kind of person he'd be trying to recruit back home. Part of building trust was being honest.]

Eating good ain't a reward. It's just proper.

[It didn't take him long to get to the gate. He climbed up the make-shift stair way to the top of the wall he'd thrown together with a few of the others in the first couple days to make sure the coast was clear. The only thing he saw was the offering with the arrow still in it.

He stood up there staring at it in surprise for a couple seconds before dropping back out of sight to unlock the gate and get it open. Only far enough for him to walk out and squat down next to the deer. Start looking it over.]

Nice kill. Clean. Where'd you find the bow for this?

What if your enemies attack and try to take what is yours?

[ Interesting. ]

Eating isn't always a luxury everyone has.

[ There have been plenty of times when the living were starving. Was it deserved? No. But it happened.

Lexa watched from the coverage of the forest, curious to his behaviour, he was the one that seemed skittish, before he returned back out to examine the kill. He looked like a warrior, reminded her of Clarke with how he looked like he was a Sky Person that had taken up Grounder ways. ]

I didn't find it.

[ She'd made it, she'd settled on trying to make a new weapon every day. What she wouldn't give for her sword. ]

Eating ain't a luxury. It's a need. Eating good can be a luxury, but that don't mean you hold it over people's heads like it's something they don't deserve unless they're good.

[They'd starved enough over the last couple years for the perspective of the group to change about how food was viewed. Everyone shared what they had among them. Even the rare treats of candy still in decent shape got shared after some joking around. No hard feelings. No one feeling like they're owed more than any other. It was a good view. One Daryl was comfortable with.

He pulled a rope out of the bag on his shoulder. A blanket, too. Laid the blanket out on the ground so he could grab the deer by the hooves and put it over it. The thing needed skinning but it looked like she'd done most of the basic field dressing already. Once the deer was on the blanket, Daryl pulled a second blanket out. Put it to the side. He dug his knife into the flank, where the thickest meat was, and cut a chunk of it out. Decent size. Could be dried up and last a few days if jerked properly. Or make a really nice meal for one night.

That chunk he put to the side, on the second blanket. Then he folded the first one over the deer and bound it up around the hooves hog-tied style. The field dressing she'd done meant it wasn't dripping with blood. Which was good. The smell wouldn't draw predators and he was glad for that.

The other meat he folded up in the blanket, tied a thinner electrical wire around. Then he slung the bigger package up over his shoulder and walked back inside. Left the smaller package for her. Shut the gate and locked it.]

Be interested if you know how to make a crossbow. If you can get the string for it. Got a friend in here wants to try and make me one. Be helpful if you could give her some pointers.

...left something for you, too.

I didn't say you should hold it over them, I said you should reward them for their hard work. Clearly your people are eating or they wouldn't be as... lively as they are. Giving them something more for a day spent protecting each other and working together isn't a threat for starvation. It's an act of celebration for standing strong.

[ It was clear he'd misinterpreted what she'd meant, but that was usually the way of Sky People. It was meant as an offering for celebration, not for hoarding or to be used as a power play of listen to me or starve.

She watched his movements, curious at first to what he was doing before she realised he was leaving her her share.

The request for help caused her to stay silent for a long time, contemplating it. ] I gave your people food and now you want me to make weapons for you? [ Clearly he was from the Ark, they always expected more when they were shown kindness. They were so weak sometimes. ]

I saw. [ Which meant she was close and she had been watching him, let that be as reassuring or uncomfortable as he'd like, she didn't care. ]

I'm asking [Daryl paused for emphasis, the weariness in his voice obvious. The day had been long and stressful.] if you'll help. Athena could use the help learning how to do that sort of thing and I ain't got no skill for more than carving arrows of my own. Trade you for the time, too. City's got a lot of decent supplies in it we can scavenge that you ain't got access to right now. Extra clothes, needles, threads, water-tight containers, materials for newer, better weapons, for those that know how to make them.

Ain't making no demands.

[Daryl paused, let that settle.]

Thanks for the meat. It'll be appreciated.

[ She stays silent, allowing him to make his offer, none of it really appeals to her, she's had others already offer her the same thing for free. Lexa's wary for now, curious to see if these people will fall further into disarray than they already are or not.

A leader that alienates his people will not do well for long at all, and if that happened there were even more options to consider. Whether he changed to mesh with them would be what she would listen to. No point in making alliances with people who have no leader. It was more trouble than it was worth. ]

We'll talk again.

[ Which isn't a no, but it sure as hell isn't a yes, either. ]

02: Ground Rules (Backdated to the 19th)

[filtered] far later; after things seem to go quiet on the Oasiskru's end.

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