[Isonomia] Relief Effort 9: Listing

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[Isonomia] Relief Effort 9: Listing

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2nd Ashan, 718
"I think we are at the point where we can talk about numbers," Faith said to Alissa, her bodyguard and friend. Alissa knew that she didn't need to answer, just listen and then nod along here and there, making the odd noise of understanding. That was what she did. "I have the lists from the census, the dockworkers and all the information we've been able to gather together. I think we're looking at between six and eight hundred people missing." She sighed and pressed her fingers together, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Yestertrial we pulled out one hundred and eighty seven people who are alive, and two hundred and twelve who were dead. Up to a few moments ago, we have fifty two people who have not been identified, forty nine of whom are dead, three are unconscious." Lists, logic, facts. Those were what Faith dealt in - and could deal with.

Considering it, she frowned, "that means that on trial one we were on a less than half survivors rate. It's likely, highly probable, that the ratio of survivors to victims will lessen as the time goes on." Alissa looked at her and frowned. "They'd all be corpses if no one was helping, wouldn't they?" Faith frowned at the biqaj and considered her words. "Yes. And that we have saved one soul is good, but it is not a reason to be complacent. Because as much as every soul saved is a victory, every body we pull who has died from dehydration or has slowly bled out, they are a defeat and a failure. We must measure both." Faith did not understand the need to focus on the positive outcome only - to deny the negatives was to ignore the possibility to learn, the chance to grow in skill. She could only conclude that the tendency to highlight success was born of a fear of failure.

It was not something she was afraid of. Faith would rather fail while trying than ever consider not attempting to do her best. That was her bottom line. So, she moved over to her desk and she got a quill and parchment. Dipping the nib into the ink, she started to write.

To: The Chancellor of the University in Scalvoris, Chancellor of Viden Academy,

From: Faith Augustin

Re: Scalvoris Docks Collapse / Relief Effort.

As you are both aware, Scalvoris has suffered a major disaster in terms of the collapse of a large section of its docks, with a residential area suffering many losses. I have been tasked with coordinating the relief effort in my role as Council Member for Welfare on the Scalvoris Council. Thus, I am writing to ask for your assistance. The two universities have excellent facilities, outstanding equipment and the best minds on Idalos. I would ask that you send them - staff and students. If both of the Institutes of Technology were to close for two trials and all staff and student to come here, it would make an enormous difference.

We are still pulling survivors from the rubble. That will not last long.

The people of Scalvoris will be grateful for whatever you can send. Medics, engineers, strong arms and backs - all are welcome here.

With thanks.

Faith Augustin.
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Research: Collating numbers
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2nd Ashan, 718
Having written to the Chancellors of the two Universities, Faith remained at her desk and pulled out another piece of parchment. This time it was to each of the Coucil members who represented areas of Scalvoris. Gunvorton, Harvardr, Egilrun. Even Faldrass and Immortals' Tongue. It didn't matter to her, everywhere had resources. Everywhere here had things it was well known or famous for and who knew when it was just what was needed? No, Faith wasn't going to turn away any help at all. So, to each of them she penned a similar letter. In it, she explained the situation very briefly and then she laid out what they needed- which fundamentally was anything that could be given. Emergency situation now, longer term situation no doubting it. Faith had to try and alleviate one whilst mitigating against a crisis in the other. So each and every pair of hands, any and all resources available, she would find a use for them.

There would be a use for them. Wood. Building materials. Expertise, bricks, food, blankets. Anything and everything. Whatever they had and whoever they had was welcome here. Fabric, glass containers. The list would be endless if she wrote it, so instead she left it to the people concerned. They knew far better and more than she did of their ability to contribute.

Once all the letters were written, she looked up at Alissa and the biqaj smiled slightly. It was a rare sight, but when she did Faith thought that the woman was beautiful. "You want Skeet?" she asked and Faith nodded. "Ask her to get these delivered as quickly as possible. Enormowls - the male Elements aren't using them, after all." That made sense to her and so she waited until the letters were gone, with her thanks, before she went back to the lists.

It was about half a break later that Alissa came back in and looked at Faith as though she was slightly mad. The young human was standing and looking at the wall where the lists were pinned and she was leaning to the left. "You're listing, there," Alissa said and Faith turned to look at her with a vague expression on her face. "I suppose I am. I'm looking at a lot of lists, certainly."

It was rare that Alissa laughed, but she did. "It's a seafaring term. It means leaning to the side," she explained and Faith smiled. "Ah, I see. No, I'm just making sure that I can see all the links. Sometimes, you have to... list." Looking at the wall again, Faith motioned. "We need to be collating this information. I'm loathe to take anyone away from the relief effort on the ground, but we need to make sure that we know where each person we pull goes. Alive or dead." It was important. Each person, they needed to be trackable. So, they needed to be identifiable, also, and for that Faith had an idea. "Give them an alphanumeric. The letter from the area of the zone, as per this map. The number, their volunteer number and then the fourth person to be pulled by that person is four, the sixth is six. And so on." That would mean tags on bodies, marks on people's feet if tagging wasn't possible or practical, but that was fine. Faith knew that they needed to be able to find people and this was the most effective and efficient way of doing it.

So, that was what they did. All new victims and survivors from now on and, having gone out from the office, Faith spent the next few breaks labelling the dead and unconscious.
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Persuasion: Leaving it up to them what they donate, but assuming it'll be something
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[Isonomia] Relief Effort 9: Listing

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It was close to midnight and she looked out over the zone. The area where the collapse had happened, there where lights were shining and people were working in that light. Yet she stood, in the dark. It didn't bother her and never had for a variety of different reasons. Breathing in, she glanced to her left and she smiled, slightly. "Hello," she said. The soul standing next to her smiled back, almost sadly. "I'm dead, aren't I?"

Faith turned and looked at the man standing next to her. That was a very unusual realisation from one of the souls she saw. "Yes," Faith replied, honestly. "Have you refused to go with Vri, or are you still waiting?" There was so much which she simply did not understand in terms of what happened when someone died, but Faith knew that she was as much in the know as anyone who had not died could be.

Little did she know what was coming, of course.

However, she didn't know and so she looked at the man and maintained eye contact for a few trill. "If you want to move over, I can help you," she said. He shook his head. "I'm going to wait until I see the new buildings up," he replied. "Everyone who can be rehomed, should be. Then I'll go. If they'll take me then."

"They will," she said, with certainty and he looked at her querulously. "How do you know?" It was a reasonable question and Faith simply smiled and shrugged. "I do. Same way that I can see you." It was true enough, the blessings from Famula and Vri especially allowed her to interact with the dead in a way which she couldn't otherwise. It was something which Padraig found hard but which Faith saw as a privilege. "I promise. They'll all have a home, an apartment and their own place. We'll make it better." He looked at her and frowned. "Why would you take the time to try and improve it?" He asked and Faith smiled and shrugged slightly.

"Something good has to come out of this," she said, voice quiet. "It has to." And it would. If it was anything at all to do with her. He smiled and nodded. "I'll wait then, and when there are children playing here again, then I'll go. Will you help me then?" Faith nodded her head. "It will be my privilege, whenever I assist. My very real privilege. Thank you."

Looking around, she smiled. "But right now, I have to go work. It was nice to meet you...?" The ghost smiled and nodded. "Peter. My name is Peter" he said and then was gone.
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[Isonomia] Relief Effort 9: Listing

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Faith Augustin
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Negotiation: Working out a timeframe
Negotiation: Talking to someone who's dead.
Persuasion: Leaving it up to them what they donate, but assuming it'll be something
Research: Collating numbers
Research: Checking that lists match
Writing: Make a mass letter seem personal

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Aha, cute pun. Faith seems super organized, and she definitely has a good grasp on compartmentalization and distancing herself emotionally in order to deal pragmatically with all the bodies, alive and dead, that are being pulled out. Interesting choice to have the bodies number in order of who found them along with their area designator.
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