1st Ashan 718
4 breaks past midnight
4 breaks past midnight
So far, she thought, and they weren't doing too badly. She'd got people and equipment and, thus far, hadn't spent a copper nel. That would please the Accountant on the Council, she didn't doubt and, in truth, it pleased her. For a number of reasons. The less money she spent now, the more she had to spend on the new accommodation for those who had been made homeless by this. Every copper she saved here meant she could spend it when she needed to. So, the Element had gone and not yet come back. They had the field hospital set up the best they could so she made her way outside, Alissa with her. "I'd like it," Faith said, "If we could get it so that the volunteers and the trapped are as safe as possible. In order for that to happen, we need to shore up the buildings. As far as possible, we need to stop further collapse." That was something else that the volunteer had said to her, when she'd spoken to one of them a few breaks ago. She'd done her best to get the light and the sound and the masks, but now, her thoughts ticked elsewhere.
So, she made her way to the zone and sought out Roberta, one of the Isonomia members. With a brief smile and no more preamble than that, Faith explained what she wanted and Roberta nodded. "It's an important thing, and it's going to get more urgent as the trials go on. Small shifts become big slides, you know? So, shore it up now, it makes sense. Can we get equipment?" Faith nodded her head, "tell me what you need. Bring me a list, yes?" Roberta nodded her head and moved away, to go and speak to others, those she already knew were more skilled than her from the docks workers. Faith watched her go and a thought occurred to her. "Alright, we need to get... there were ten people setting up the field hospital, keep four of them on it, most of the work is done but there's always a need for runners and so on, and get the other six setting up a volunteer center, storage center. We need a morgue, too. I want those two things started and underway within the break. The shoring up of the buildings and the setting up of a volunteer center and morgue." Alissa nodded and watched as Faith's thoughts ticked over.
Then, of all things, she swore. It wasn't often that Faith did, but as she realised something she felt a rush of pure frustration. "Skeet?" Faith was saying the young woman's name with the intention of finding out where she was but, from the shadows it seemed, Skeet emerged. "Yes, boss?" Faith physically jumped and Alissa's hand fell to her sword before she, too, breathed out a sigh of relief. "Skeet. Go to Beacon. The Cally's trainees. There are over fifty people there, we could use those hands. Wait!" Skeet, who was never still, was already half moving and so skidded to a stop and looked at Faith.
"Take a cart. Bring kitchen supplies - go to the soup kitchen, get the... " Faith considered it for a moment and then nodded. The soup kitchen was too far away to be ferrying people back and forth to it. So, it would have to come here. "Food. People will need food. Blankets. Clothes. Cally's, Beacon, the soup kitchen." Skeet grinned and nodded then ran off.
Alissa looked at Faith and spoke quietly. "You can't think of everything immediately," she said and Faith nodded. "I know. But it's bean four breaks. How many people could those hands have saved?" There would be no telling her different because Faith knew the truth of that. Still, they had what they had now, and hopefully their numbers were about to get a boost.
So, she made her way to the zone and sought out Roberta, one of the Isonomia members. With a brief smile and no more preamble than that, Faith explained what she wanted and Roberta nodded. "It's an important thing, and it's going to get more urgent as the trials go on. Small shifts become big slides, you know? So, shore it up now, it makes sense. Can we get equipment?" Faith nodded her head, "tell me what you need. Bring me a list, yes?" Roberta nodded her head and moved away, to go and speak to others, those she already knew were more skilled than her from the docks workers. Faith watched her go and a thought occurred to her. "Alright, we need to get... there were ten people setting up the field hospital, keep four of them on it, most of the work is done but there's always a need for runners and so on, and get the other six setting up a volunteer center, storage center. We need a morgue, too. I want those two things started and underway within the break. The shoring up of the buildings and the setting up of a volunteer center and morgue." Alissa nodded and watched as Faith's thoughts ticked over.
Then, of all things, she swore. It wasn't often that Faith did, but as she realised something she felt a rush of pure frustration. "Skeet?" Faith was saying the young woman's name with the intention of finding out where she was but, from the shadows it seemed, Skeet emerged. "Yes, boss?" Faith physically jumped and Alissa's hand fell to her sword before she, too, breathed out a sigh of relief. "Skeet. Go to Beacon. The Cally's trainees. There are over fifty people there, we could use those hands. Wait!" Skeet, who was never still, was already half moving and so skidded to a stop and looked at Faith.
"Take a cart. Bring kitchen supplies - go to the soup kitchen, get the... " Faith considered it for a moment and then nodded. The soup kitchen was too far away to be ferrying people back and forth to it. So, it would have to come here. "Food. People will need food. Blankets. Clothes. Cally's, Beacon, the soup kitchen." Skeet grinned and nodded then ran off.
Alissa looked at Faith and spoke quietly. "You can't think of everything immediately," she said and Faith nodded. "I know. But it's bean four breaks. How many people could those hands have saved?" There would be no telling her different because Faith knew the truth of that. Still, they had what they had now, and hopefully their numbers were about to get a boost.
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Skills use:
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Leadership: Reassigning work when is appropriate.
Logistics: Sometimes, it's important to think about the obvious
