I'm over the moon

[lucetimods]

Who: All draftees
What: Arriving on The Liberator and preparing for battle
When: Today, from 9AM to 3PM
Where: SPAAAACE
Summary: The draftees are in space! On a ship! IN SPACE! SPACE!
Rating: SPACE

SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!!

But no really. The draftees are in space. The mod post about it is here, so familiarize yourself with the details. This log is for general interactions, where you can tag around as your characters familiarize themselves with the ship, look out the windows, try on their space suits, and run simulations for the Tyr-Fighters. (Among other things.)

Specialist Davis can be encountered and will have a thread available on the log to talk to him on.

Comments

[mischiefbreeder]

[Gold's already suited up and ready to go, so he's wandering the ship to kill time.]

Geez, you don't look like you're ready for this at all.

[happyends]

[ Once she hears the voice she's snapped out of her thoughts with a tiny jerk, but then she quickly looks at Gold and tries to seem okay, but.. obviously fails. ]

S-.. sorry. I'll never some more time to prepare, I guess..

[mischiefbreeder]

The kind of "readiness" I'm talkin' about isn't somethin' time'll get you, though.

[happyends]

Huh? .. Then.. w-what kind of readiness is it..?

[mischiefbreeder]

Mental readiness. You can throw all the gear on and do all the training you want, but you don't look like you wanna be out there.

[happyends]

[ she nervously fidgets with the ends of one of her ponytails. ]

I don't think anyone wants to be there.. I-.. I mean, none of us asked for it, right?

[mischiefbreeder]

Of course not. I doubt many of us really want to be here. But do any of us really want to be in Luceti either? If you had the choice, you'd rather be in your home world where you belong, right?

...But we don't have that choice. But that's why we're here, fighting. Through what we accomplish here, we're gonna find the opportunity we need.

[happyends]

I know what you mean, but.. I-.. I don't mind being in Luceti itself all that much. I got to know nice people there. But there is nothing specific you have to do here, while we're expected to fight here..

And.. that's what I can't live up to.

[mischiefbreeder]

There's more to these things than just throwing your lives on the line to beat the crud outta some bad guys, y'know.

[happyends]

... Like.. um, what kind of things..?

[mischiefbreeder]

Stuff like movin' supplies, bein' a watch, escortin' people... Even just makin' sure everyone's safe. There's tons of stuff to do when it comes to this, and it's not just the fighting.

[happyends]

Ah, it's really possible to do something like that too..? [ she actually does perk up a little at it, since it at least sounds easier, something she could maybe manage without screwing up. ]

So.. I don't have to fight to be useful?

[mischiefbreeder]

Of course not! If everyone was out there fightin', who'd be around to do all the other stuff? Someone like you, workin' from the sidelines to keep everything runnin' smoothly... That's one of the most important roles here!

[happyends]

The most important.. [ she gasps, clearly impressed. ]

I'll have to try my very best then, if my role is that important..! I-.. I can't let everyone down!

[mischiefbreeder]

We're countin' on you! You've gotta be the best support out there you can be, got that?!

[happyends]

Got it..!

[ and as she nods, she actually seems determined. ]

I-I'll go and try my very best starting right now! [ a quick bow. ] I'll see you later..!

[mischiefbreeder]

Alright, I'm expectin' great things from you out there, then! [Go, faito!]