There were many new faces he could see appearing. He's met almost every single one of them, but their names were lost in the jumble of fog his mind created with this stress piling up. It was one after another, it seemed, and he was only programmed to handle so much at a time. They were recovering from the attack from the Badlands, which was progress he was pleased with, but he needed to clarify something. "Attention Northerners," It had been a week, give or take, since the raid and they were already beginning to replenish the lost supplies that were stolen. Good, very good. "Recently, there has been a murder of an alleged Badlander. The situation has been defused, but I would like to abolish the rule I had from the last meeting. If you see anyone- be it thief or Badlander, you subdue them and bring them to me for further questioning. I don't want dead bodies lying around in this city." Riley was under house arrest until he figured out what the fuck to do with him. He was already confined to his apartment, he had nothing else to do but whatever it is a blind man did on their own. That weapon he had- the knife in the umbrella... That was confiscated and put within their arsenal to be given to him when he earned it.

"Now, we have many newcomers this week. I welcome you all to Northstar District, please, I hope you enjoy your stay." His voice had appeared to weaken a bit, battling the pain that kept him up at night and making sure Cecil was taken care of. He hadn't slept in a few days, it was making him a bit delirious and incredibly irritable. "Anabiel has taken it upon herself to tend to the horses. If any of you need help with your horses or want to be assigned one, she's the one you go to. Although she's incapable of speaking, she's quite helpful." His eyelids closed for a moment, rubbing his temple with his index and middle finger. A persistent throb had begun, probably originating from his sleep deprivation. "Lastly, due to the recent raid on our stock, I'm going to be asking for volunteers to go out and scavenge. I'll need three."

[ summary:
- Badlanders kill on sight rule abolished; subdue instead and take to Wolfbite
- Welcome newcomers: [member=11]AUREATE™[/member], [member=2272]bedlom[/member], [member=570]scully[/member], [member=122]finny.[/member], [member=12]ALLOY[/member], [member=2163]iomedae[/member], and [member=2143]toby[/member]!!!
- Anabiel is in charge of the horse assignments which can be found here
- Scavenging Patrol; Need Volunteers; 3 people ]

It was nice to see this place actually functioning properly for a change. Jason had been here for... Three? Four leaders, now. Including Wolfbite. Right? Katja, and then two before that. It wasn't that big of a deal, but he'd been off on his own for a few years now, and now they were actually the powerhouse that they deserved to be. It just meant that they had all of the problems that came along with it, and he can see the weight settling on Wolfbite's shoulders. He doesn't know him well enough to step up and try to help him emotionally, but he does care. For now, he simply watches with folded arms, head tipped up to watch the Overseer's expressions. Great, so he doesn't get to kill people now? That's fucking stupid, but he can see the importance of interrogation. They need to know if it's a one-time thing or will repeat itself. Et cetra, et cetra, et cetra.

The young man clears his throat and raises his hand in a somewhat off-handed manner. "I'll go scavenging. It's what I'm good at." He remembers the good old days, when it was just him and his brother. God, he hates that he keeps thinking back on him.

roy needed something to do with his hands. it was fucking weird, how he'd wake up with nothing to do; or at least anything that made him feel good about himself. he used to lift hay and take care of animals and ride a horse. yell at his brother, sit down in empty fields next to his best friends. now, a gun was shoved in his hand and he was told to shoot at empty bottles, to "train." he needed to do something that wasn't so destructive. [b]"i'll go on the scavenge." he called out. he knew advay was going to be a pain in his ass but he didn't know jason; he just prayed that this guy wasn't annoying.
[spoiler= ･ﾟ★ ☾ PITY THE PARIAH 9/10]GENERAL
★ roy avon vantas | asshole
★ male | he/him | amab
★ nineteen yrs old | created 8/20 | cancer
★ trainee of the northstar district

[b]MISC INFO
★ probably gives the nicest hugs smh
★ definitely touch-starved; he is a sucker for soft touches from those he trusts

[b]APPEARANCE
★ [b]physical health: 100% | mental health: 90%
★ whole description here
★ current injuries: none

PERSONALITY — EXHAUSTED EYE BAGS. | A. | B. | C.
★ [b]ESTJ or ESTP | roy's personality truly has many different facets but the one that often shows is his intrinsically flawed, imperfect, and illogical teenager one. he gets angry very easily, for the littlest things that really shouldn't make you so furious. along with this, he's abrasive to the point where it often pushes the people he cares about away. but to the core, the short redhead's heart is gold and he truly does care for his friends and the well-being of people despite his unwillingness to show it; he is only that way due to his major insecurities rooted from a troublesome childhood.
★ independent, knowledgeable, caring, sincere
★ impulsive, outspoken, intense, stubborn
★ vulgar, cynical, abrasive, insecure, (very) loud
★ what's happening, currently, that's affecting his personality?

[b]RELATIONSHIPS — THE INSOMNIAC. | JERK WITH A HEART OF GOLD.
★ demiromantic bisexual | love is kinda an iffy thing for me; he cares easily but is afraid of being in a romantic relationship of any kind
★ single pringle, not interested | no crush | [ 0 ] potential crushes
★ pierre vantas x unnamed mother | generation 2
★ trusts: ??

[b]INTERACTION
★ medium, but tricky fighter | easy to attack emotionally | attack in bold underline
★ will not initiate fights (most of the time) | will fight back if attacked
★ ask to maim/capture/kill
★ peaceful/nonviolent actions can be powerplayed | violently flinches away from touches[/spoiler]