You mind chills as  your thoughts argue. Two different directions order your body. Your flesh locks up, time dibbles to a crawl. As the directions clash your mind dulls from the cold.  It will not be long before you you must choose a reflex. But to do that your mind…these…voices must agree. 

Consensus Required

What will you do?

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So this will be a test for something I’m just calling “Consensus Required.” When the orders given to Ravian (the your character) You all have to vote on an action or she cannot move.