I've been using it interchangeably with facilitators... from what I understand, the term changes from group to group based on the setting. For example, the ones at Wiwaldi were called dorm heads, because they were each a leader of one of the four dorms.
[ it comes out noticeably a little more mechanically than what he's sounded like so far—the color is beginning to fade from his being, though it might be a little hard to tell while looking at his white hair. ]
[ cloud looks back at him sounding a little mechanic, frowning unsurely. meanwhile, for hope, it might be easier to tell, because the first thing to go for cloud is that weird glow in his eye. no more extra color for you, mister! ]
[ there's a part of him that wants to comment on cloud's wording and overall demeanor—"you sound just like someone very important to me"—but he does not say it aloud... or rather, he doesn't care to.
more than that, he seems to be very suddenly tired. (or maybe it's not so sudden? how long has it even been?) he looks around, head turning much slower than before, before deciding to lean against the tree in the center of the plaza. his skin is now a dull gray—not a sickly kind, but more of an unnatural shade. ]
I don't know about you, but I'm going to take a break. Go on ahead if you want.
[ bu he says that vaguely, looking around as the color drains from them both. hmmmmmm why are they here again an why is this a bad thing all my letters keep going away ]
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[ that makes. sense. sure. ]
We were called "Leaders". [ he offers it easily despite hating his life ] Six of us lead a different team. Made sense.
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[ it comes out noticeably a little more mechanically than what he's sounded like so far—the color is beginning to fade from his being, though it might be a little hard to tell while looking at his white hair. ]
I think we may have run into another dead end.
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Yeah. Turn around and see if we missed something?
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Nothing out of the ordinary here, either. Strange. I'm not entirely sure where to go from here.
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[ normally he'd sound annoyed there but it's more like. i guess this might as well go on ]
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more than that, he seems to be very suddenly tired. (or maybe it's not so sudden? how long has it even been?) he looks around, head turning much slower than before, before deciding to lean against the tree in the center of the plaza. his skin is now a dull gray—not a sickly kind, but more of an unnatural shade. ]
I don't know about you, but I'm going to take a break. Go on ahead if you want.
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... You're starting to match the decor.
[ he'll still point it out. his own hair is grey. he is now a sephiroth clone*
*laughs in final fantasy ]
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So are you.
[ his eyes are starting to close. ]
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[ bu he says that vaguely, looking around as the color drains from them both. hmmmmmm why are they here again an why is this a bad thing all my letters keep going away ]
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[ good night, cloud... goodbye forever... ]