Patrollogs
(Emmanuel's bargaining)
[Fri Sep 6 2024]
In Town Hall Northern Meeting Room
It is about 55F(12C) degrees.
Emmanuel practically races Illyana into the room, grinning back at her as he manages to beat her here. Which probably isn't a great look for the Coven rep, giving their mild dislike of men at the best of times. He clears his throat, and glances down at his flip flops, and terrible attire, "Well.."
Entering, Illyana frowns at Emmanuel before heading over to the representative of The Coven. "Good morning and welcome to Haven." Illyana greets with an open /people/ smile before leaning in. There's a few exchanged words, the odd glance over at the frenchman and she steps back. Sadly though, she's dressed for work, so is not much better than Emmanuel at being presentable.
Emmanuel clears his throat then, and slinks over closer toward representative of The Coven, flashing them his biggest, cheesiest smile, "Hallo, hallo, I am understanding that you are looking for some help, hm? Well, look no further. I am the help." He attempts to assure the rep, peering aside to Illyana as he speaks, "You and yours, while, erm, often making interesting decisions when it comes to magic.." The Templar cannot help but Templar a little, "..are having many of the same motivations as the Disruptors, hm? Fighting back against The Man, being both the literal, and the figurative, hm?"
"Down the patricarchy, after all, non? Heeeh." Emmanuel raises a fist and gives it a little shake, before descending into a nervous chuckle, and another glance aside to Illyana, "I am thinking that even Yana here would be agreeing that we are a good match, hm? It is important to be tearing down the people who are restricing women, like the old boys club, and things, non?"
"Though I can agree that the Disruptors disrupt the on-going society norms, I think they're a bad choice for yourselves." Illyana tells the representative of The Coven. The sad truth is that ultimately, the hand could support your arcane endevors to a far greater degree. They have even gone out of their way to allow for the minorities of late; Full membership for angelborn as only one of those modernising efforts. There are also efforts for inclusion on gender lines, and numbers are up for female membership, along with growth options for women in the structure.""
"The very Hand that has kept women down throughout the ages, non? That restricted the magics, good and ill, from your compatriots," Emmanuel takes Illyana's point and twists it with a little cluck of his tongue, doing his best to come across as empathetic to the Coven's cause, even if he thinks that they're a bit buckwild at times. "The Hand has always been male dominated, mon amie. The male gaze. The male hand. Men, men, men. Isn't it time we change this, hm? Isn't it time we /disrupt?/"
"Their change is slow, and stagnant, and it is being little more a facade, eh? We are moving quick." Emmanuel further argues his point, "We are wanting things to change, and are making these happen, and we are even willing to buy the less appealing a cup of coffee from gaudy diners, hm?" That last point is definitely directed toward Illyana.
"And who comes from the hand to speak?" Illyana asks with a smirk to Emmanuel. "Is it one of the patriarchy or a woman? Unlike the Disruptors who ally themselves with the Temple who wish to collar us all, the Hand sees merit in you, just as they have with me, and there's a future for all of us; A free future with those who prove themselves leading where that's needed, where arcane enterprise and forthright understanding of identity and superiority will out over those who would oppress us."
Emmanuels Bargaining 240907
(Emmanuel's bargaining)
[Fri Sep 6 2024]
In Town Hall Northern Meeting Room
It is about 55F(12C) degrees.
Emmanuel practically races Illyana into the room, grinning back at her as he manages to beat her here. Which probably isn't a great look for the Coven rep, giving their mild dislike of men at the best of times. He clears his throat, and glances down at his flip flops, and terrible attire, "Well.."
Entering, Illyana frowns at Emmanuel before heading over to the representative of The Coven. "Good morning and welcome to Haven." Illyana greets with an open /people/ smile before leaning in. There's a few exchanged words, the odd glance over at the frenchman and she steps back. Sadly though, she's dressed for work, so is not much better than Emmanuel at being presentable.
Emmanuel clears his throat then, and slinks over closer toward representative of The Coven, flashing them his biggest, cheesiest smile, "Hallo, hallo, I am understanding that you are looking for some help, hm? Well, look no further. I am the help." He attempts to assure the rep, peering aside to Illyana as he speaks, "You and yours, while, erm, often making interesting decisions when it comes to magic.." The Templar cannot help but Templar a little, "..are having many of the same motivations as the Disruptors, hm? Fighting back against The Man, being both the literal, and the figurative, hm?"
"Down the patricarchy, after all, non? Heeeh." Emmanuel raises a fist and gives it a little shake, before descending into a nervous chuckle, and another glance aside to Illyana, "I am thinking that even Yana here would be agreeing that we are a good match, hm? It is important to be tearing down the people who are restricing women, like the old boys club, and things, non?"
"Though I can agree that the Disruptors disrupt the on-going society norms, I think they're a bad choice for yourselves." Illyana tells the representative of The Coven. The sad truth is that ultimately, the hand could support your arcane endevors to a far greater degree. They have even gone out of their way to allow for the minorities of late; Full membership for angelborn as only one of those modernising efforts. There are also efforts for inclusion on gender lines, and numbers are up for female membership, along with growth options for women in the structure.""
"The very Hand that has kept women down throughout the ages, non? That restricted the magics, good and ill, from your compatriots," Emmanuel takes Illyana's point and twists it with a little cluck of his tongue, doing his best to come across as empathetic to the Coven's cause, even if he thinks that they're a bit buckwild at times. "The Hand has always been male dominated, mon amie. The male gaze. The male hand. Men, men, men. Isn't it time we change this, hm? Isn't it time we /disrupt?/"
"Their change is slow, and stagnant, and it is being little more a facade, eh? We are moving quick." Emmanuel further argues his point, "We are wanting things to change, and are making these happen, and we are even willing to buy the less appealing a cup of coffee from gaudy diners, hm?" That last point is definitely directed toward Illyana.
"And who comes from the hand to speak?" Illyana asks with a smirk to Emmanuel. "Is it one of the patriarchy or a woman? Unlike the Disruptors who ally themselves with the Temple who wish to collar us all, the Hand sees merit in you, just as they have with me, and there's a future for all of us; A free future with those who prove themselves leading where that's needed, where arcane enterprise and forthright understanding of identity and superiority will out over those who would oppress us."