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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[generalflirt]

[Someone has confidence in him? He arches an eyebrow, looking up at her at much the same time]

[notabluesbro]

[F-face-fault.]

... I've heard that before, yeah.

[How many people have said it's a kid's name, he isn't sure.]

... soap opera?

[endgames]

Heh. I'll be sure to keep that in mind, thanks. Anything else?

[seiriald]

[He has no idea how relieving it is to hear those words, that someone is here to protect her when she feels so vulnerable. She doesn't even care that it's a Human and she doesn't quite trust him yet, that door is flying open and she's clinging to him, still trying to control her tears.]

[1week-wizard.livejournal.com]

-She hears that, and slowly turns to face Kohaku. Part of her... had been praying a mistake would be made. That Kohaku would be overlooked and left in the settlement. That... she wouldn't be there, standing in front of her.-

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[generalflirt]

[Truth be told, he's actually taken aback by this a little. Because what? Clinging? When did he-?]

[markofthebrave]

[She is now chucking a small pillow at you as hard and fast as she can.]

Think fast!

[1week-wizard.livejournal.com]

Flandre... -Patchy rushes over to her.-

[mischiefbreeder]

Hah! It's easy! You just gotta put all your heart into it, that's all! Believe you can pilot it, and you can! [The mech slowly begins to pick up speed in its movements now as Gold gets the hang of controlling it. He won't hit Kamina-level skill anytime soon, but hey, it works, right?]

[seiriald]

It's not that... but... sometimes I can see a glow that I think is usually a light source...

[She takes a deep breath, trying her hardest to calm down. Breaking down in front of Vash is not allowed no matter how terrified she is right now.]

[generalflirt]

[But then he forces a smile on his face, wrapping an arm around the back of he head an letting out a short laugh]

Hey-hey, Kaori-chan~ let's go back in your room, okay?

[generalflirt]

[He shrugs here. And he tries to put on a flippant tone]

Eeeeh~ Nothing someone with a power like what you used on me and Temari-chan needs to worry about, right?

[endgames]

Which is why it would've been what actually got busted, knowing my luck.

[Focus back to Kida. He'd have released the technique already, but he's not sure how he'd react.] Need to get anything else out of your system, or can we get back to the matters at hand again?

[king-en.livejournal.com]

[Shouryuu's not actually sure what's going on in this place, but he's not one to stay put once he lands somewhere unusual either. He's wandering the halls, looking for something to do or someone to make general chit-chat with - perhaps even make plans for whatever the hell this battle was as well.

Rikaku's following in his shadow, and that's familiar enough that Shouryuu has his usual swagger in his step. As he passes Homura, he notices something almost familiar but he really can't quite place his finger on what it is.

He glances in the man's direction curiously.]

[goldenglasses]

It's okay, we're all just affected a little differently when we're brought here. It will come back. [At least... he thinks so.]

[generalflirt]

[Woman he is paranoid right now. On instinct, he catches the pillow, cocks his arm back, and throws it right back towards her head. Probably... harder than she did because he's a ball of nerves right now]

[honorthecode.livejournal.com]

[He'll raise an eye-ridge. A little surprised, though he shouldn't be. Considering the two have been here for a year.]

They're my brothers. I take it you're a friend of theirs?

[notabluesbro]

Ha, you little spy.

[His smile lowers, though.]

You're all ready to go?

[generalflirt]

[He tries to focus his eyes on Shikamaru as best he can. Given Temari's reaction... this is one of his powers, and one he uses often enough for her to not be too shocked. He says, blandly]

...So this is one of your abilities, is it?

[magecaptain.livejournal.com]

[And have another knock on your door, Frey. About time these two meet face to face and Asad could use a familiar face of sorts to talk to.]

[generalflirt]

Could this be the Gurren-Lagann I've hard about before now?

[Because it's... smaller... than he expected.

He blinks, trying to relax. The edge in his voice is probably still palpable]

/this is my attempt to CR

[generalflirt]

[HEY. HEY TEACHER, DOES A BAD STUDENT GET ONE TOO?

Ignore the icon he's not smiling he's lurking in his room and brooding but I tire of using those icons so while he can't see his face here have a smile]

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[markofthebrave]

[Okay, unexpected - but she's still able to dodge out of the way from her seated position fast enough for it to go whirring past her head. And she grins at him as she does.]

[seiriald]

[That touch on her head brings with it faraway memories of her father doing the same thing whenever she couldn't fall asleep, when the dark was too scary to deal with alone. Of how her twin brother did the same thing when he came to check on her after several days to find that she's neglected herself again, huddling in terror in a corner of her room.

Just like now. Clinging more tightly, she'll apologize later if it causes pain, but right now she needs that sense of touch to calm down.]

[endgames]

You'd be surprised. [He can only hold that for a few minutes as it is, and it's nothing compared to the things some of the people from his world can manage.]

Sorry to spring that on you without any warning, though. [An apology really is an order, he thinks. He doesn't regret doing what he did, but he needs the people on this team to trust him. He couldn't blame them if they didn't after a stunt like that.] Just wasn't looking forward to a fight in the middle of my strategy meeting.