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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[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?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

No, but I could probably ask for something. [It wasn't that hard to get used to a new weapon, at least.]

... They're probably going to recall me soon. I'm not going to be able to fight in my condition.