After - The Society Fanfic.

6.

Everyone sat there silently. Grizz surveys the faces before him. He and Gwen had given a detailed account of what had happened. Gwen exaggerated a few of Grizz's actions but he had been quick to reign that in. He doesn't want people getting the wrong idea about him. "Well." They all stare up at him. "They will be back tomorrow, they'll come up with a plan, I'm going to start on my plans for the new land-"

"You're on the council," Gordie states blankly. Grizz screws up his nose and shifts his shoulders a bit. "You don't think that will be a problem?"

"I'll show up, listen and leave." The others do not seem happy with his answer. He doesn't really know what else to say. Although he's been the main individual to do with exploration and agriculture the past few months, he's tried to stay on the sidelines, only stepping up when he needed too. Today had been a day like that. Now he wants to get back to his garden and books, plan for how they're to farm and just live. Being part of the council is a pain but ultimately, he doesn't have to do much. Gordie seems to think otherwise. He holds out his hands as if grasping at words to try and string together a sentence.

"They'll want to know about the land and-" Grizz shrugs leaving Gordie speechless.

"I mean, if Allie had been in charge they'd know about the land, anyway. I think, for the benefit of the town, I need to divulge the information." They shift uncomfortably. He understands, he had been uncertain at first, but this isn't just about Lexie and Harry, it's about the town. To keep the town alive, they need to start farming. This is just a cold hard fact. Under Utilitarianism, this is the morally right thing to do. Even Kant would agree. Probably one of the only times the two moral counterparts ever overlap. "I understand it feels like a betrayal to Allie, but this isn't about politics, it's about people, it's about our survival. Lexie is smart. Harry is..." He trails and screws up his nose. Kelly can't help but shoot a glare towards Grizz. Harry is smart, just misguided. Grizz catches it and swiftly moves on. "Look. Allie and I had a plan. I intended to act out that plan. Lexie and Harry didn't know her plan, I can make it seem like it is solely my plan and therefore they won't mess it up." He smiles at everyone, hoping they finally hop on board with it. Also, he's fed up of talking about plans. He's said the word too much. It's 10 o'clock and at this rate, he knows it'll get close to midnight before they even start to come to a resolution. Did they still have the curfew? He's not entirely sure.

Kelly stands up, eyes turn to her. "Grizz is right." Grizz smiles. Finally! It feels wrong to be discussing plans and everything without Allie or Will but it's necessary to have everyone on the same page. "Our focus right now should be making sure Allie and Will can stay out of the cellar. Grizz, you can keep us informed with the Lexie/Harry situation." Grizz nods, happy to take a step back for a moment. "I still think you should be vague with them though." Grizz nods again, obviously. He didn't trust the two of them. He isn't going to divulge everything. They'll know what they need to know.

"Who made you the leader?" Gwen's irritated voice cuts across everything. The eyes switch to her. Grizz gives her a warning look. It's no secret that Gwen didn't get along with some, most, of the girls but he seriously thought the fact they had bigger fish to fry meant she'd go with the flow. "What?" She holds up her hands at Grizz, and he rubs his face.

"I'm not trying to be the leader Gwen. I'm just trying to make sure we're all on the same page and no what we're doing." Kelly's exasperated tone mimics everyone's face in the room. It had been a long day. They'd waited a good hour for Helena and Luke before getting started but neither showed up, which had just left Gordie, Kelly, Gwen, Bean and Mickey. Once they'd known it was just going to be them, it had still taken a good two hours to go through everything. Right now, everyone wants their bed.

"Well, you're sounding like a leader..." Gwen sings the last word, pouting her lips, eyes sliding to the side. Grizz straight out scowls at her and he watches her shrink back a little. If she is going to act like a toddler, Grizz will tell her off like one. This isn't the time nor place. "Sorry."