trans_9 | Urban Restoration Committee is go!

Gauron's set up a conference room in the sensoriums to discuss his plans for the city; true to his word, there is food - pastries, sushi, yakitori, and baozi, for the moment, but it's the sensoriums: it's not like you can't have something else if you want - and several choices of teas and gourmet coffees. One wall is taken up by a massive window, looking out over a partly cloud-shrouded mountainside, but the real focal point of the room is the massive table in the center - more specifically, the three-dimensional map of the city occupying most of its surface, updated to reflect the changes Aang had made to numerous buildings' state of existence.

All that's left is seeing whether anyone actually shows, or whether he'd have to mention that he wanted to pay people for their involvement in this as soon as there was someone in charge of the ship's finances before anyone would be arsed - and probably piss off the command staff in the process, because he hadn't said anything about it to them yet.

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Sokka pokes his head into the room and looks around curiously. He's takena break from Aang and Katara (they probably want private time anyway) in order to check out this project.

"Is this the city thing?"

He looks up from fiddling with his omnicom. "Yeah. Make yourself comfortable." Instead of turning his attention back to what's happening on the comm channel, though, he tucks it into his pocket, and returns to scrutinizing the city map instead.

Done with trying to get situated at the moment, Superman entered the room, curious as to what Gauron had in mind.

"I take it that this is where everyone's meeting about the city?" he asked.

"Yeah." He gestures to the map of the city. "As you can see, we've got a lot of work ahead of us before the place is usable again. Nice to meet you, by the way - I'm Gauron."

"I can see. And the sooner we fix that, the better." Superman said, noting what Gauron had pointed to. He extended his hand to Gauron. "Nice to meet you. I'm Superman."

Xander needed some patching up, but he was here. And loading up a plate with food.

"I already heard it's going to need repairs again." That seems like all he does at times. Stuff gets knocked over, and he's got to repair it. "What else besides the Vatican?"

"Everything around Escherville has been pretty thoroughly destroyed, but there's a lot of damage beyond just that. Nothing else has happened to the Vatican, so redecorating it or whatever can wait until we've gotten the potential death traps cleared out." One of the main reasons why Gauron's doing this, after all, is to make sure that people are clear about exactly what the priorities should be regarding the city.

"Have some more respect." Oh look, the Son of Satan just arrived. "The Vatican is a house of God. Although I agree that it is perhaps time to put its restoration on pause for the moment."

Xander added, "When I said repairs, I mean repairs. Several of the supports were shot and destroyed after the zombies. I need a crew and equipment to really do any major project, and by the sound of what you're saying, we going to need a crane and trucks."

Gauron considers that for a moment, before turning back to the map. "Damage analysis - Basilica of St. Peter and the surrounding area." A larger scale model of the Vatican is brought up - he had the help of the ship's current Green Lantern with constructing the three dimensional map of the city he's using, so it's incredibly detailed, right down to the structural faults in the buildings. It flickers for a moment, then the parts of the building that aren't load-bearing fade away, and the damage to the parts that are is marked in a range of colors, depending on its severity. Most of the damage to the Vatican isn't that bad; some of it definitely shouldn't be left, but at the same time, it doesn't require immediately dropping f***ing everything to fix.

He forwards the information to Xander and Daimon's omnicoms. "When you're done looking that over, let me know what you're going to need for the repairs. You should be able to pull the materials you need from the buildings we're going to be demolishing, and I'll make sure there won't be any scheduling conflicts with any equipment."

Zelda's there, poking curiously at the sushi with a faintly nonplussed expression on her face.

Was it supposed to look that... uncooked?

Picking a pastry instead, she then wanders over to the table, gazing curiously at the map. So much to restore and repair...

Now that Jamie's able to walk more easily - although he's still moving a little stiffly - he's come to see what he can do to help. Like Zelda before him, he's looking at the sushi curiously. He picks one up, sniffs it, then shrugs and pops it into his mouth. There's a very strange expression that crosses his face when the taste hits, but he gamely chews and swallows it anyway.

Leaving the rest of the snacks behind, he goes over to look at the map instead. "Och, that's a lot of damage. Where are ye going to want to start?"

Kazami had been doubtful about whether or not it could be done, when he heard the idea in the channels. The City looked well and truly trashed when he'd walked through, and this crew's arguments made him doubt that they'd be able to band together for such a massive argument.

However, a few people working together might get everything rolling for the rest of the crew. Or so he guessed. So he makes his way over to the Sensoriums, examining the map of the city with interest. Well, it looked well-prepared at least. And that's all he could really say for now.

Urban Restoration Committee is go!

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