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

we can make this quick >>

[markofthebrave]

[Of course, fate would have them bump into each other in the hallways.]

Oh - sorry!

[...even literally, this is what she gets for not looking both ways when she leaves a room. And... well, crap.]

...hey, Chouji.

[...this isn't awkward, this isn't awkward, this isn't --

This is so awkward.]

[markofthebrave]

[Someone's knocking on your doorframe, Alexis.]

Hey, can I come in?

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ Oh hey, buddy. ]

Well, no missing limbs or vital organs as far as I can tell. I think that's a good sign.

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

...I had to go after all...even though Remi said I didn't.

[She leans against Adell's hand, and the grumbling quiets somewhat.]

I will totally love slow and am cool with slow *so busy lately*

[goldenglasses]

[Vash walks in. Well, you look alright.]

Are you ready for this?

[simplestgift]

They took you?

[Kennedy stands in the doorway. He clearly missed her name on the roster.]

[fourteen]

[ at the moment, she's sitting on the edge of her bed, with the swaxe in her hands. she's inspecting the blade, fingers moving over the metal as she checks it one last time for sharpness and stability. when she hears Vash's voice, however, she blinks, setting it down in her lap. then she smiles, gently. ]

Hey, Vash. What's up? [ probably a silly question, but it feels polite to ask.

and yes ... she's fine. she seems fine right now, anyway. ]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

You'd only break out. [ McCoy snapped back and inwardly cursed that crack in his voice. this is why he had tried to get away from the village; avoid confrontations like this but, as always, he was always brought back. it wasn’t as simple as back home where he could jump on a shuttle craft. ]

[goldenglasses]

Very good. [He was very nervous about that shifting problem really.] So far it seems like everyone got here safely.

[fourteen]

... busy? [ blinks. is that so? that's good news. she makes a quiet noise when he tosses goddamn bombs at her, but catches them deftly, one in each hand, tilting her head while she listens to him explain their use.

smoke bombs... isn't that familiar? from a long time ago... a different fight entirely. she remembers explosives then, too. different ones, perhaps, but...

well, she remembers that they worked. so she smiles, and nods, holding them to her. ] Alright. I'll keep them with me. Thanks, Sokka.

[herotypical]

[ i'd break you out. she drums her fingers anxiously against her elbows, having not expected to get a reminder of jack's flirtatious vow in this conversation of all places. ]

Jail-break isn't my look. You must be mistaking me with Faith.

[goldenglasses]

Not much, just checking in with everyone.





...how are you feeling?

[markofthewise]

[He returns her thanks with a smirk, then answers her previous question.]

You can fight, can't you? Unless you're a civilian, you'll be doing your part too. [And to think, he doesn't even know about her corridor powers yet.]

[fortunefail]

[There's quite a few of Yuan's acquaintances in the draft list, especially with these last minute additions, but he isn't too interested in seeking them out. He doesn't want to be around people right now- in fact, the draft came as a welcome invitation to take his mind off other people, especially a certain future Mizuho chief.

Instead, he's gone into the hangar beside his room to inspect the Rheaird he requested. He likely won't use it too much- if a Shifter uses their powers while the vehicle is airborne, it'd stop functioning and crash. However, there was no harm in requesting a Rheaird and Yuan can always keep it with him in a Wing Pack, in case of an emergency.

If anyone wants to visit him, he'll oblige and answer the door, but he's not in the mood for small talk so anyone who bugs him for no real reason will have a surly Renegade on their hands.]

the Band-Aid Principle, of course.

[savethelastchip.livejournal.com]

Sorry about that- [ Simultaneous apologies do happen in the world. Sob, he must work on awareness of his immediate surroundings one of these days-

...ahaha. ]

Oh, hey. [ He fully intended to keep an eye out for her while he was here, giving space or not; it's the principle of the matter of wanting to protect people you care about. But conversation was something on the "being respectful of her request" list, and well.

Yeah, maybe this is a little bit awkward. ]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ he doesn't get the reference. Jack admitted she had stayed over with him and that was probably contributing to some of his emotional distress. being shut out. too upset to see how hypocritical he was being. ]

No, I'm really not. You don't try and glue lacerations or whatever the hell that girl used to do when she was injured. [ he sounds very doubtful though and throws the phaser back into his medical kit. he would never warm up to these weapons. ] I'm as clear-headed as ever.

[all7seas]

The Archie-come-latelys. The new recruits. Us.

[He slumps a bit; clearly he is not happy with this, either.]

[all7seas]

Watson. We are not to speak of it, savvy? [The pirate pauses, then paces again.] Those bastards got the jump on me.

GOOD ME TOO

[all7seas]

Aye. I suppose I can swing a blade as well as anyone else out there. You? Up for some not-killing?

[all7seas]

This? True. Going to be hanging back with the medical teams, then? Or in the field?

[acclimatized]

Right, of course they did.

[herotypical]

Clear like a puddle. [ she paces. ] Faith never really had the same support-system I did, as a Slayer. Glue-aid is hardly the worst of her issues.

[all7seas]

Might I have a look at your weapon, Annie?

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

Both.

[fourteen]

[ nah, she'll move over and sit down. at least for now; there's no guarantee she'll stay there. at the mention of the experiment ... she blushes faintly, but shakes her head. ]

Yeah. It upset a lot of people last year, too. [ glances at Hermione. ] ... did it affect you?