Order from Chaos 2: Defining the problem.
Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2019 11:26 pm
3rd Cylus 719
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There was no way that she was ever going to work her way through this, Faith knew. She had to get some help in here. But equally, the young woman really did not want to embarrass or call Salinda's professionalism into question. Now, Faith knew that there was no doubting it; the woman had utterly failed to do her job. Yet, she also knew that now was not the time for blame. Salinda had stood up, said that she could not deal with it and, so, as far as Faith was concerned, she had done everything she needed to do.
Yet, looking at the four large tables covered with pieces of parchment, and the two luggage trunks still to organise, she found it hard not to be just a little bit irritated. There was just so much and she really was going to spend breaks upon breaks trying to work it out. She could do that, Faith had no doubt, but she also needed to start moving forward. And in order to do that, she knew, she had to get out of this space. Away from this.
So, she turned her attention to the fifth table. It was empty, except for a tall stack of parchment, some writing equipment and two chairs around it.
As the door knocked, Faith called. "Come in!"
She had asked that Gennadiya, one of the green cloaks, come and speak to her. Faith knew her, not at all. But she knew that the woman had come from Ne'haer, that she was organised and that she at least knew of Salinda. So, she felt, this was the time and the place to put a little faith in others.
"Hello, Gennadiya," she said, as the woman walked in. "I'm Faith Augustin. Thank you, for coming to see me. I've asked you here to help me, if you would." Faith looked at her and gestured. "To give you a very long story in it's very short. I've been given the reins of the Order. The whole Order. However, Order is something of a misnomer and in fact, it is .. this." She gestured to the piles of parchment - disorganised and chaotic as they were.
"As part of that, I am going to look at starting us again, reinventing the Order, from the ground up." Faith was twenty arcs old. Mother to twins, Champion to an Immortal and with more experience than many had in a lifetime. Yet, she looked at all of this and wondered at it.
"Would you consider sharing your thoughts with me on how the Order is, compared to how it should be?" Faith asked, gesturing away from the four tables filled with parchments, and towards the empty one. The one where the future lived.
Yet, looking at the four large tables covered with pieces of parchment, and the two luggage trunks still to organise, she found it hard not to be just a little bit irritated. There was just so much and she really was going to spend breaks upon breaks trying to work it out. She could do that, Faith had no doubt, but she also needed to start moving forward. And in order to do that, she knew, she had to get out of this space. Away from this.
So, she turned her attention to the fifth table. It was empty, except for a tall stack of parchment, some writing equipment and two chairs around it.
As the door knocked, Faith called. "Come in!"
She had asked that Gennadiya, one of the green cloaks, come and speak to her. Faith knew her, not at all. But she knew that the woman had come from Ne'haer, that she was organised and that she at least knew of Salinda. So, she felt, this was the time and the place to put a little faith in others.
"Hello, Gennadiya," she said, as the woman walked in. "I'm Faith Augustin. Thank you, for coming to see me. I've asked you here to help me, if you would." Faith looked at her and gestured. "To give you a very long story in it's very short. I've been given the reins of the Order. The whole Order. However, Order is something of a misnomer and in fact, it is .. this." She gestured to the piles of parchment - disorganised and chaotic as they were.
"As part of that, I am going to look at starting us again, reinventing the Order, from the ground up." Faith was twenty arcs old. Mother to twins, Champion to an Immortal and with more experience than many had in a lifetime. Yet, she looked at all of this and wondered at it.
"Would you consider sharing your thoughts with me on how the Order is, compared to how it should be?" Faith asked, gesturing away from the four tables filled with parchments, and towards the empty one. The one where the future lived.
