[h2][color=aa8877] Avon Ruhame [/color] [/h2]

Everyone was starting to talk strategy and Avon could barely follow along. Also, tons of these guys had military background? And what was this about being subtle about stuff? Avon was never able to decode the 'secret message' in the poster due to his rusty reading skills, so some of this 'subtle' stuff was flying over his head. He was rather slow, plus the fact he wasn't expecting this talk was throwing him way off as well. But whatever, he was ok with this. As they continued to dabble in their militaristic talks, he did his best to follow along.

However it looked like some Pirate-looking chick was going to do the summarizing for him, while also trying to talk to everyone at once? Whatever, he listened to the best of his abilities and tried to play catch-up. Well first of all, she was openly talking about rebellion? Avon was quickly getting more and more confused, as far as he knew this was supposed to be some spider-hunt. She went on about how the royal family might as well already be dead, and that if the minister heard about this they should have to hurry up. Now that Avon agreed with, from what he had heard about from his father the minister sounded pretty prone to solving uprisings with quick and violent strikes. 

Avon moved in closer to the girl to make listening a little easier, she then went on to talk to someone who Avon had never seen. This was something he had a lot more trouble following, mostly because he had no idea who the person was. Occupation? [i][color=aa8877]  What the fuck does he even do? [/color][/i] Target? Was this some sort of assassin? Who was she referring too? However, after she talked about the results Avon started to understand a bit more. So she was talking about killing the minister. Some of the after-effects sounded somewhat extreme, but then again, Avon didn't know much about leadership or history, so maybe she was right? However he doubted someone who might do such things was that closer to leadership. But his knowledge of the power structure was also only as great as his knowledge of being a leader, which again, was close to none.  And the lady kept going...and going...and going. He had trouble following along and started to drift off a little bit, not to sleep, but into other's conversations.