TERRACE Draft - Remaining Days

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: All hell breaks loose
When: From the 27th to the 1st.
Where: TERRACE!
Summary: Information post here
Rating: Varies on thread, please mark explicit material.

This post covers the second to sixth day! Be sure to check the info post on the timeline to know what's up. At 2AM on the 27th, the attack will break out while most people are sleeping. Be sure to use the above info post for any plotting needs you might have. Enjoy!

Some random NPC quotes about the island itself.

Be sure to tag this post appropriately: [canon] character name

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Day 5

[shenevermisses]

[Clove is battered and, perhaps worse, emotionally shaken. Her pure adrenaline isn't doing much now. It keeps her going, reminds her to eat and try to sleep, but a lot of the joy in battle is gone. Partially because she's been isolating herself from fellow Lucetians as much as possible. Trying to go it alone.

She catches sight of the very colorful pony muttation... and sees a cultist headed the same way. So, she does the first thing she thinks of -- throws two knives in rapid succession at the cultist, planning to kill it before it can reach the pony.]

[rainbooms]

[The knives make their mark, and Dash's eyes widen at the sight. Okay, all things considered, she probably shouldn't be too squeamish, but dang. She was not expecting that!

With the cultists down, though, she'll hover down closer to Clove, wiping some sweat off her forehead.]

...Thanks. I really owe you one.

[shenevermisses]

[Clove breathes heavily, a few wounds taking their toll. Nothing that can seriously damage her has been done, but the little nicks here and there are starting to add up. Like the newest one, across her cheek, that hasn't quite stopped bleeding yet.]

It's... [Weird. To have anyone say they owe her.] It's fine.

[wannabolt]

[Wow, yeah. Those are some serious injuries there, and Dash's eyes end up drifting towards them for a split second. Eek!

Granted, her fur's a bit frazzled, and some areas might have a few stains indicating some wounds. Given that this is her first real experience in warfare, though? It could be a whole lot worse.]

Well, you sure look like you've had your hands full. Maybe we oughta get outta here and find some place to cool down for a sec.

[Obviously, there won't be many places to rest with all the madness going on, but those wounds sure don't look good.]

[shenevermisses]

I'm fine.

[The harder she fights and the less she complains, the better she'll look to the Malnosso. Maybe good enough to someday get her out of Luceti.

How far she's come, though, that she feels safest with a muttation she's sure will turn on her eventually, rather than any of the pseudo-allies she made even a week ago.]

You holding up okay?

[rainbooms]

Ha, are you kidding? I'm just getting started.

[An obvious bluff, but she had to at least try. Dash isn't one for showing weakness, even in dire circumstances. She has to give this her all!]

[shenevermisses]

[Clove looks a little doubtful, but she's not one to argue with a muttation.]

Don't get yourself killed. Okay?

[Because, with her luck, it'd get blamed on her.]

[rainbooms]

Killed?

[Eep! Well, that's awfully brutal. Still, whatever anxiety dash posses gets swept under the rug with her next remark.]

Please, there's no way I'd let a bunch of big-winged sickos take me out!

[shenevermisses]

Then just worry about keeping yourself safe, okay?