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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[chikaidestroyer]

Well, you will have your chance soon enough. But there are still too many hours to stand around restlessly. [He gestures to the button.] Make use of what is here. I'm sure there are a few things that you miss that you cannot get in the village.

[chikaidestroyer]

Good. It shouldn't, at least for the first few days. It depends on whether significant reinforcements come or not.

[herotypical]

You'd be surprised how little I actually use that thing. [ or not. buffy likes to play material girl but with electricity back in the village there's really no massive difference. the one weapon she has serious ties to is her slayer scythe and beyond that people are what is most important to buffy summers.

but she is interested in his maps. ] Can you talk me through this spot? [ she gestures. normally, buffy doesn't put too much stock in the charts but something someone said to her is making her curious. ]

[markofthebrave]

[Katara's eyes immediately go to Chouji when he says that, but then she snaps her attention back to Shikamaru.

It had taken every bit of self-control she possessed not to step in there and just let Shikamaru handle it - and then he'd ended up using that freaky jutsu, and she just hopes everything is okay.

But if there's no set grouping then that means...]

So you'll be keeping us mostly together? We'll just be spread out in clumps as we go?

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

...mrh.

[Then she huffs, a little bit.]

Did they have to break my jaw?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Oh... we can do that, then! Gurren Lagann isn't really good for stealth, but it's really good for attacking. So just tell us whatever you need us to do, and we'll do it. ...We'll try our best, anyway.

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

[Is it time for hugs?]

[chikaidestroyer]

Hm? [He looks back at the maps on his desk.] Something specific?

[herotypical]

Just...things to be aware of. What blobs correspond to what things. See, I'm not much of a map reader. More of a learn-the-land-by-experiencing-it girl.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Of course, of course. But even then, let's try to rely on a little more than luck, okay?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

A-ah...! Careful! [Simon hastily pulls back before Gurren Lagann crashes into the ceiling or something.] There's not a lot of room in here!

[chikaidestroyer]

Ah, I see. [He stands then, since this is a bigger map -- one he had been use to display as best he could during the barracks meeting. He points to the masses closest to the Distribution Center, spanning outward for the closest examples.] What we have here are the initial reported positions of the Third Party soldiers. Concentrations of soldiers, based on the Organization's intelligence. These red masses are concentrations of their normal soldiers -- metal manipulators, versatile in weaponry. These darker masses are the Elites.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Certainly, certainly. [He'll walk in when Freyjadour gestures for him to do so. He wouldn't stay long, but if he was offering to let him come in, he wouldn't decline.] How is everything? Do you have everything you need?

[herotypical]

But...here's what I don't get -- like a quarter of an hour into the battle, won't all this be basically moot?

[endgames]

There's not much more I can ask for, but I think you'll do fine. [He turns back to him now.] Nervous?

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[...ah. She blinks a second, and then gives him a sheepish smile.]

That's right, you went home. I guess you don't remember, huh? We talked about the barrier and ran into each other a couple of times.

[And in light of that tension, maybe she won't mention straight away she once aimed a shotgun at your brothers.]

[chikaidestroyer]

We are not looking at these maps to tell us what we should for a long-term term; they are simply there for us to project around. [He points to the northeastern corner.] Such as this. You are right -- a quarter of an hour into the battle, this will not be the formation of the troops concentrated there. But it tells us that the dropzone there is highly dangerous; if we were to send soldiers there, they would be surrounded immediately, with a formidable concentration of Elites right there.

[chikaidestroyer]

Says the one who mentioned luck in the first place. [Albert shakes his head faintly.]

[ledbythewind]

[If anything, Richard looks worse than when Asbel last saw him-- and that earlier bout of crying certainly hasn't done anything for his appearance. He's still feverish and shaking, and from the looks of things, he hasn't even taken a bath in a few days.

But he does open his eyes when he hears his friend's voice and turns towards him, trying to focus his eyes on that figure.]

Asbel...

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

You have a bath in here? I'm jealous. [Entering!]

[vulcanblazer.livejournal.com]

...They did what?!

[herotypical]

[ she joins albert, stepping to his side and pointing as well to that particular corner. ]

So how do I get on that guest list? [ implying that this would be her drop-zone of choice. ]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Like I said. Only in emergencies. [He tilts his head again. Hmm...] Speaking of which, you didn't ask for that owl again, did you?

[de_bel_survivor]

[Kouki is walking through the hall, glancing around from room to room. He looks over at Link, finding the man familiar.

Hm. They met before, haven't they?]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

...A little, yeah. I've never fought anybody who wasn't in a Ganmen. What if I'm no good with smaller enemies?

[Besides, blowing up robots is really different from... well. Just killing people. Is he really okay with that?]