Mass-Interaction in Desset

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

Who: Draftees.
What: FIGHT FOR YOUR LIVES... or wander around. idfk.
When: Anytime this week.
Where: Desset City
Summary: Mass-interaction post in the city for the poor souls who've been drafted.
Rating: Anywhere from PG to R.

[With permission from the mods, I've gone ahead and put up this... post... for everyone who was interested in actually threading in the city. You can either prose or write in first-person; totally up to you. Actually threading a fight with the Third Party is also optional. Just keep in mind that if you do you'll have to be the one controlling the enemy's actions and whatnot. If you're not sure how to go about that, just remember the information they've provided us with. They're not very tough, but if you still need an idea with how they fight, just read up on this a bit. Please do remember that the enemies we're fighting are weaker compared to the ones previously fought, though. |D;

But yeah. Mass-interaction, guys. YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.]

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[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[The scroll disappears afterward, making Ted smile. At least the wound is gone.]

Kindness Drop scroll. It only affects one person, but it does quite a bit of healing. Feeling better?

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

I... [She touches where the wound used to be; yep, it's really gone.

Scroll, huh?] Y-Yes. Thank you, Ted.

... But what about yourself? You're bleeding.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. [Though, huh. It might leave a scar if it doesn't get treated, won't it?]

I'm about to be recalled soon anyway. Those droids [A hint of distaste there. He still didn't trust them.] will try to patch me up, I'm sure.

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[8|]

No, it's not fine. Y-Your head--you're bleeding! [Quite a bit, too.]

... We should try hiding in one of the buildings for now before you're sent back. [Wait--] Do you have any extra scrolls for yourself?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[... Somehow he feels his impending doom if he answers that question.]

... There should be somewhere to hide over at this direction! [Avoiding that now, Noel.]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

... Okay. Let's go, then. [Taking a few steps forward, and looking back to make sure Ted will follow.]

What about the scrolls? [If not she could always try and fix Ted up in whatever way she can for now.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about it. [Doobedoo~ you can probably guess what that means by now, right? Right? And yes, he's following. The bleeding has stopped at least.]

1/2

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

... [Oh, Ted. The bleeding may have stopped, but there's always infections. And other bad things. Like getting a concussion. Or... something. But yes, walking is good, and it doesn't take long for Noel to get to one of the building entrances and peek inside.

... No one in here.] I think it's safe in here.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Well, he's probably safe from dying considering the Malnosso didn't consider him as one who is unable to fight nor instantly teleport him back to his quarters. You have nothing to worry about!]

Hopefully they don't try attacking us again.

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[She holds the door open for Ted to let him in, all the while keeping a look out for any other enemies.]

Let's hope not.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Once inside, he looks around for furniture and, quickly spotting none, decides to sit on a nearby pile of rubble, obviously exhausted. It's been a while since he's used his rune, after all.]

Hey, Noel...

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[She closes the door after him, turning and leaning against it for a few moments. She's in her own world for a bit before Ted calling her snaps her out of it.]

Yes?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

... What was that a while ago?

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[Walking over now.]

What was... what?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

...

You were different out there. I've never seen you like that.

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[She has a feeling--or rather, Noel knows what Ted is referring to. And yet she's not sure how to explain it, because... well, because she's not so sure herself.]

... W-When I was fighting?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [He sees that, Noel. :(; Sorry, he's curious.]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[She's quiet for a few seconds.]

It... It happens sometimes. W-When I'm fighting.

... I-I'm really not too sure of it myself.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[...]

Must have been too much concentration in the battle.

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[...]

Yeah. Probably... you're probably right.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Well, at least we'll be safe here right now, right?

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

... Right. [Annnnd taking a seat. She looks at Ted for a few seconds before finally saying--]

How's your head feeling?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Just a little dizzy, but I'm fine otherwise. [Which... of course, his head decides to cue him in on the fact that no, he's not fine by giving him a headache. He sighs, rubbing the uninjured side of his head.]

I really should just bring a sword along.

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[That worries her, but she won't say anything just yet.] Do you have any other weapons back in your room that you could bring out next time?