We are the named and we are known

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: Arriving at the dorms
When: 26th
Where: Dorms, location unknown
Summary: Dorm information is here. This is your room!
Rating: PG... we hope?

Your characters are shuffling off to their rooms. Each room has their name beside it and only they can open the door. People can only enter their room if they're allowed in (or they leave the door open). Characters will find any requested items in their room already. If they have a requested vehicle, there will be another door in their room that will take them to the hangar to inspect their equipment.

((Mod note: Extra draftees won't experience their Shift Incompatibility handicap in their dorms. :|a))

Comments

[mischiefbreeder]

[...wat]

...Fruit ball?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

That's one hell of a cold. [Sanji would lean towards the side of flu, himself.

Though it's a moot point. Richard is clearly in no shape to fight. Damn it.]

Nnn. Bastards. [He reaches for a cigarette before reminding himself what a bad idea that is] Need some water? You'll sweat yourself dry at this rate.

[notabluesbro]

[A thoughtful pause, as he considers that.]

Right.

[He walks over to the assembly of guns, putting one back together.]

Then you don't need me to tell you to hang around the others until you can tell whether you're in the clear or not. I've got plenty of firepower to lend a helping hand, if they did screw with the late recruits.

[pearheaded]

[He nods, offering a helpful point himself.]

Ah, yeah, it's right down there.

Whatcha' got in mind?

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

[Ven's been uneasy about the draft for the past couple of days. Between the love experiment that put him dangerously close to Vanitas and the fact that they'd both been drafted, his focus has largely been on the what-ifs. Anything could happen out on that battlefield. All Vanitas would have to do is find a way to separate him from the group, and---

He stops and shakes his head. True, it'll be dangerous with Vanitas around, but as long as he sticks close to his friends, everything should be alright. Besides, he's curious about all these dorms.

So, those passing through the hall might find Ventus walking around, occasionally stopping when he passes by an open room.

Later, he'll be in his room, trying to figure out what to request in the first place. Having his location labeled with a nameplate isn't exactly encouraging, but he'll get by; if anything, he might ask to stay with Aqua later.

To those passing by, his door is cracked open, and he's generally cool with visitors.]

[ledbythewind]

[He's quiet for a moment, debating whether or not he even has the right to ask someone like Sanji for help now after everything he's done. But his throat is dry, almost painfully so, and at last need wins out.]

... please.

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

[Aaaaand... stopping because wow, this guy's being loud. That, and Ven remembers him from that interesting conversation about women.]

I wish they'd treat us with more respect, too.

[He rubs at the back of his neck.]

But you could always request a tree! I think the rooms give you anything you want.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

It's what they believe. That doesn't quite make it true. [He can't help being so skeptical about it.] But I haven't seen them, either. Maybe it'll teach them to complain less, whatever they are.

[...though, that's probably wishful thinking.]

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Huh. I didn't see that.

Didn't think they'd send someone incompatible. Are you okay?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[His glances up, a small twitch moving his mouth up]

I'll be under close supervision. [Not even counting Nami-san, there are plenty who will be making sure he doesn't turn inside-out]

But if shit does go down, just follow the enraged screaming.

[mountain-sage.livejournal.com]

I feel fine for the moment, but I have the feeling that something's wrong...something I'm not yet aware of.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Sob. He's not even sure about that.]

Can you pilot it at all?

[chikaidestroyer]

No, of course not. Thus why this would be a measurement. Why try risking Shifting incompatibilities lower than 70 percent if we cannot deal with them now? [He shakes his head.]

They may not be desperate about us winning this battle, but there are larger battles in the future.

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

One of the games in Disney Town. It's kinda like this, except the balls are different kinds of fruit, and you've gotta knock 'em into the other team's goal.

[mischiefbreeder]

Can't be that hard. [He's staring at the controls now.]

[goldenglasses]

[To late girl. He was worried the moment he saw ANY name on that list. He tries knocking again.] Kaori? Are you alright?

[mischiefbreeder]

Why would you use fruit as the balls?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[...Yep, he'll just wait and see. Please don't get us killed, Gold. D8]

[redheaded-rock.livejournal.com]

[Alexis snaps her fingers in realization, then takes the two steps needed to grab her pen and paper.] Good idea. They make a holster for these things. I should be able to get one from the Malnosso.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Then it's something they should have tried to measure before, when it would have been a smaller risk to us. You know, when we didn't have to deal with some jerks that could create Shifts out of thin air.

[goldenglasses]

How do you fight? Mostly with magic?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[A nod. Good; he doesn't have to weasel his way into staying longer. And he'll walk quickly into the the bathroom for a glass, wait for the faucet to run water as cold as it'll give, and then return by the bedside.

... And then he puts the glass down on a nearby stand.] C'mon.

[Frankly, he sincerely doubts Richard's got the energy to do anything besides roll into pathetic balls on the bed, which is why he slides an arm under his back and hoists him forward]

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Like what?

[Don't mind Ceodore being clueless. Poor boy inherited his father's perception skills.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Sanji might have to come to him - tracking down all the people he wants to see, first. But when Vash still hasn't turned up, he sneaks by his room again for a double-check, and ah -- there's the Broom Head]

Yo.

[notabluesbro]

[brb, putting these missiles in the cross. |D]

I'll be sure to do that, though I doubt I'll get to be much help if people are already hollering in rage.

[Still, why extra recruits? Didn't they have enough fighters? He can't help but wonder if the second draft people are just guinea pigs to test if people only partially compatible could get through semi-unscathed.]

You want one of these, in case you can't do the typical kicking?

[He holds up a gun.]

Or would you rather take your chances?