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Post-introductions, Thane set the agenda for the moot: idea-swapping for how to take out the Queen. Briari opened by suggesting setting up a high-end sniper rifle that had line of sight on the Queen's Tower's upper floors, a high-end bullet designed to penetrate the glass/wall, and me lending them some kind of xray vision so as to see the queen so they could shoot her. I responded that I did not feel comfortable directly aiding in killing and that this posed a significant ethical issue for me and I would need to think on it--I didn't mind protecting the garou, but attacking for them/with them is another issue entirely. That brought out derision from Brom, but Thane countered by saying I was not a garou and not beholden to their standards/morals/rules. I was tempted to inquire if the sept had grown so weak that they had to rely on a warper to fight their battles for them, but.... No, that would not have been a productive discussion.
The garou are, I think, getting desperate. They're no longer tempering "what are we capable of" with "what is right to do." I was concerned they were throwing this whole Honor concept of theirs out the window.
Felix mentioned the telepathic connection the wraiths and queen shared and Slug's idea of using a mind-virus to attack them, and that I'd mentioned that something like that might easily roll back on whoever attempted it and that perhaps a spirit might be better for the job than a garou. But I did offer to try and jam their connection if possible.
Linnaea then pretty much confirmed my suspicion about the garou being desperate and chucking Honor out the window. She suggested demolition charges placed to bring the entire tower down. Or to blow off the top of the tower and bring that part down. Make it look like a disgruntled employee. I pointed out there'd be civilian casualties. She said do it in the middle of the night to reduce the inevitable civilian casualtiesand use precision explosives designed to make the building collapse inward. (Seriously? How many controlled demolitions has she done on skyscrapers in the past? I'm going to bet none. So all of this is theoretical--and could go oh so wrong.) Thane backed her up. Linnaea then started raising her voice loudly about sparing garou lives at the expense of human lives. They even acknowledged that some or most of their foes might escape to the umbra or even be in the umbra, thus escaping. But... Ugh.
Good to know where their values are when their backs are up against the wall. Save the garou: fuck the people who happen to get killed in the process.
Maybe I have the luxury of this moral conflict because I'm not (self?) designated as a someone who's supposed to save the world through tooth and claw and fighting. There's certainly more to preserving the world than fighting. I do what I can to make it better in ways that don't involve war and assassination and destruction. The scary thing is that I very easily could turn into a mage who dealt death and destruction on a scale that might stun the sept. I don't want to be that person, though. There are times I find myself thinking "It would be so easy if...." Those thoughts scare me. That is not the path I want to take. That is not the person I want to be.
I don't think I made any friends at the new moon moot. But perhaps that's for the best.
