This sucks (open)

[Leon]

Chris would lean in and wave.

"I'll be out here."

As for inside Diana would raise the questions.

"Blake... I don't think 63 has anyone else to do the job."

[Blake Oleander]

He would nod to Chris before looking over to Diana.

"I will do what my people need of me. That is my purpose. And you have more than proven that you are one of us. I thank you for helping to save our lives."

Those that she could.

"I am also in your debt. All of yours."

He owed them much. A debt he was unsure he could repay.

[Leon]

Sai would speak next as Diana blushed folding her arms and turned away.

"We are of one mind... When you are ready we need to go over things that need to be dealt with and decided."

[Blake Oleander]

"I'm ready enough now."

He'd say, shifting up as best he could. Hissing in pain as his ribs poked at his organs from the sudden movement. But he'd make it to a sitting position. He'd try to not look at his missing hand, or think about how he could only feel one of his legs. Those things were not important right now. Not when so many had lost so much more.

[Leon]

Sai would nod as Blake affirmed his position on the matter. Getting back into it immediately.

"With forty people and only so many warriors remaining, we are vulnerable for the first time in many years. With the rock quarry we could rebuild quickly enough to sustain us and with the extra land, but we would be spread thin to try and maintain the entirety of 63 and 64. We are thinking of moving to a border area of the two and combining them into one. Which means... Instead of a number since we aren't part of the accords, we should elect a name."

[Blake Oleander]

"We will need to find a way to increase our population if we are going to maintain the land. That is for sure. I'm not sure on a name. But I will give it some thought."

He would never have dreamed it would fall to him to name his home. It had been a number his whole life, it was weird to think of it as something else.

[Leon]

Diana would speak this time.

"A name is important, a new meaning to life for those who just lost theirs. Something to unite under, call themselves."

Sai nodded and added his own two cents.

"We could try and treat with our neighbors instead of wage war. That may help, if only temporarily."

[Blake Oleander]

He nodded. War would be impossible with forty warriors. And they didn't even have that.

"My previous partner mentioned her home to me before. A few territories to the north of us. A dying home running low on resources and lacking warriors. We have an abundance of resources now but we lack people. It's possible an accord can be struck there that could allow us both to start a new life."

Though he would want to maintain their way of life as much as he could. But it was something to bring up.

"Would the God's be willing to treat with us?"

He'd ask Diana. He knew they were powerful, but also beholden to Cabal. A tricky situation.

[Leon]

Sai would nod.

"The female that followed you to sixty three. I will ask for her."

Diana however would respond to Blake.

"The Gods may be under Cabal, but only in needs of war. I'm sure at least one of the factions will listen. I'll speak with the Kraken, or Hephaestus, both are here at Cabal."

[Blake Oleander]

He would nod his head to both of them.

"Thank you."

He'd turn to Sai.

"Her name is Bailey Blake." 

[Leon]

Chris would knock before entering as Sai and Diana left. Bowing his head in respect and carrying Jake's Zweihander blade. He would have a ceremonial wrapping around the blade as is customary as it also represented Jake's soul. He would place it on the bed at Blake's feet, though not on Blake's feet.

"The Zweihander. They said Jake would want you to have it."

[Blake Oleander]

He would slowly take the blade with his remaining hand. Feeling the weight of it as he laid it on his lap. The weight of the blade was more than physical. It represented his soul, and to Blake, he thought he could feel it. The weight of duty. He felt the lump forming in his throat as he closed his eyes, taking several breaths to bring himself back to center. He couldn't afford to feel, not when everyone was counting on him.

"Thank you. I will make sure his sword is taken care of."

[Leon]

Chris would be quiet for a moment, bowing his head when thanked.

"I haven't lived in sixty three since I was four or five years old. But it's still my origin. If I can do anything to help let me know. I have my duties in Lightning Country, but I will do what I can."

With that he would turn to walk out.

[Blake Oleander]

He stayed silent, nodding to acknowledge the words spoken to him as his remaining hand moved along the blade. It was a heavy burden that had been placed on his lap. He would need to become strong enough to carry it. His people were counting on him. Or rather, what was left of his people.

[Bailey Oleander]

Sai would find Bailey out on the library - surprise! She was pouring over paperwork and a map outlining the territories past 259, her own displayed as well as a focus on 63 and its surrounding territories.

She's pretty engrossed in what she's doing, noting something on the paper pad beside her. Sai walking in just meant he was looking for someone else to her.