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))

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Well shit. His visible eye widens, and colors with gratitude.]

... Thanks.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ he comes in for a closer look. ] ... This looks pretty good, actually.

[goldenglasses]

[He was hoping that might bring you some cheer in all this gloom.] Well, don't thank me just yet. I gave you all the good recipes I knew last year.

[endgames]

[That he'll do, knocking on the door.] Oi. You alive in there?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Do you have anyone here who knows you besides me? [He says it as he takes the glass, once it's emptied, and gently pushes Richard backwards.

If Richard can't fight, isn't in the mindset for battle, then first things first - they need to get him some protection]

[former-third.livejournal.com]

[While he's wandering through the hall, a woman with long green hair and a skull on her head starts coming out of a door at the same time he passes it.

Guess how this ends?]

[markofthebrave]

[And so Katara tries her hand at the door - fortunately an invitation is all it takes. She steps in and shuts the door behind her.]

Hey.

[generalflirt]

[That's... the leader's voice, right. He stands, closing the phone to head back over towards the door. Dragging his feet, but]

Eeeh~ I'm not dead yet anyway.

[generalflirt]

Entering a boy's room... that's pretty bold. [Siiiigh.

It's his attempt to seem normal]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Simon's just getting out of the Ganmen to ask the room comm for a few repair robots, so Shikamaru's presence catches him off guard.]

Oh! Yeah, this is Gurren Lagann.

[illusional]

It is part of what I am. Nothing can be done to change that. However, I don't want others to suffer because of my powers.

As such, I must ask that you stay as far away from me as possible on the battlefield.

[markofthebrave]

[...there is no enthusiasm behind that at all, what. He doesn't even look like he means it.

She goes to perch on the arm of one of the chairs, facing his bed.]

Somehow, I think my reputation will survive.

[...this is a polite conversational pause that says 'You've got about five seconds to tell me what's wrong of your own free will before I start asking questions and making uncomfortable guesses, and and potentially a small speech.']

[endgames]

Good. Because that would really complicate things.

[And there's really no way to be subtle about this - he doesn't know him well enough for it, and this isn't a situation where they can beat around the bush.] But seriously. Are you doing okay?

[ledbythewind]

... Asbel.

[That's right, the other was here somewhere, wasn't he? No sooner is he pushed down onto the bed than he's trying to sit up again, intent on going to find his friend. Asbel will.. Asbel will know what to do...]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[No. And Sanji pushes him down again, a frown settling on his face]

I'll find him. You stay here and don't move.

[generalflirt]

[...Well.

He swallows, and then puts on a harder expression]

I will be once we're there, anyway. [He can't freeze up again he can't freeze up again he can't]

[generalflirt]

But it seems to be such a dangerous prospect!

[Now with a little building gusto! ...Really, he's not going to say nothin' might as well start with the questions and guesses]

[generalflirt]

[Some broodery Masaomi might be doing today, but that does not mean that he's going to waste his time not getting to know people he'll probably be working with in the coming days. That means, well. Time to meet the Ninja.

And Chouji, you kind of stand out, so when he's lurking the halls, you're neigh-impossible to miss]

Chouji-kun, was it?

[endgames]

Gotta admit, it's bigger than I thought it'd be. [In a good way, though. More power, for sure - they'll just have to be careful in how they place it.] So what exactly can you do with it? We didn't get much chance to talk about it before.

[generalflirt]

[Well. There's a few things he can conclude here. And a few questions he can ask but- Temari on recon. Well, going over who he does and doesn't know in here, the obvious one is that it can't be the chubby guy, so it must be... well. He needs to convince himself he's not terrified anyway, so-]

Temari-chan would be the cute blonde girl, right?!

[He said, raising his hand as if he were a student]

[ledbythewind]

[Richard makes a feeble attempt to struggle, but at last just gives up and lies back on the bed, curling back up into his little ball.]

... he has brown hair and blue eyes, and he wears white clothing.

[Because he doesn't know if the two of them have met yet.]

[markofthebrave]

[If Katara was a little bit older and a hell of a lot more manipulative, now would be the perfect time to fake!seduce him so that he suddenly has to put his money where his mouth is... or end up sputtering out a Big Reveal.

As it is, though, she's Katara. And she just clasps her hands together and leans forward a little.]

If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't have come. [Not 'in here' but 'to see you at all.'] And my friends trust me enough to believe what I say. I can stop in to check in on a friend.

So how are you?

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[Well, Nami's just approaching the door when she hears the explosion.

...uh.

She'll jump as said blue-haired Adept rushes out and gives him a few moments to cough before sort of...leaning into his field of vision.]

Hey. You all right?

[vulcanblazer.livejournal.com]

It was... really mean of them to do this to you. But even if Remi's not here, I'll protect you, Flandre. You can count on me.

[dangerouswind.livejournal.com]

[She was about to acknowledge that and add her own comment to that when another voice cut her off. No big deal; perhaps they had something useful...

... Or not.

Oh, look. He's standing within reach of her, too. Idiot.

She shifts her grip on her fan, letting the metal frame thud on the floor.]

I'd rephrase that.

[Cute. What the hell. Makes her sound like a kid.]