Arriving at the Facility

[hageshii]

Who: All Draftees!
What: Arriving at the dorms
When: As of this morning
Where: The dorm facilities outside the enclosure
Summary: General shenanigans for people inside the dorms.
Rating: PG-13, probably.

[After traveling through the tunnels, draftees will arrive in the hotel-like dorm facilities. For information on what to expect, please read here! This is open comment log for anyone, so threadjack away! But remember, you can only enter someone's room if they let you.

If you haven't already, check out this post and get your character assigned to a team!]

SPECIAL NOTE!! - Since this didn't come up before (but should have, my bad), there are actually a minimum of 400 Third Party soldiers in each area as opposed to in total. This means there are 1200 of them over all.

Comments

[not-klonoa.livejournal.com]

[Presea looks up from her thoughts, and glances over her shoulder at who spoke. Oh, it was the that girl from the forest, the one who told her not to cut trees.]

...Correct.

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

Why?

[not-klonoa.livejournal.com]

My...daddy. [Presea looks back at the wall she had put a nice dent into. Daddy? No, that wasn't right...was it? That wasn't her father, is was her housemate, Kratos. Daddy wasn't--but she saw the images, heard his voice! Presea's voice drops to a quieter tone.]

Daddy is sick.

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

[Her cultural approach to something like that is just different. ...But with some thought, she can liken it to worrying about one of her brothers when they're injured. You just don't worry about Moro. Ever.]

There are other humans in the town that know him?

[not-klonoa.livejournal.com]

[Presea shifts again, and finally turns completely to face San. Hm, she paused, blinking past the odd mix of memories. Daddy didn't have many friends in Ozette, but Kratos...there were a few here.]

Yes.

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

Even humans try to care for their own injured.

[not-klonoa.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't answer. Presea knows people can take care of him, but she doesn't trust them much. Plus, what she knew was caring for her daddy and cutting wood. One things she couldn't do, but if there was another she could do, for that little bit of familiarity--]

...I refused. [So why am I here?]