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

[seiriald]

Do you... want to be? [She can think of many ways of why, but right now she doesn't want to since she's leaning on you, already emotionally exhausted for the day.

And Masaomi still seemed scared, there had to be something she could do about that...]

[redheaded-rock.livejournal.com]

That's me. [Give her a short moment; she did only speak to him once over the journal.] Mr. Hughes?

[falenandawn]

Depends....? On what?

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[Rydia raises an eyebrow.]

Not that I know of. Saleh, if you see him, just run. Promise.

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Heh. No, it's not. That they're both stuck here is proof enough.]

Checking on everyone? [resting a hand on her head]

[seiriald]

Thank you so much, Vash... [And once again she makes her way over to cling to you. You're way too good to her.]

[fourteen]

Nope. It never has. None of us can do it. I wish I knew why... it's not like we could use it to escape anyway.

[fourteen]

Mmhmm. [ though a flicker of worry passes over her face as he says that. ] ... Sanji, have you seen Richard yet?

[seiriald]

... You know I can't see... right...? [He may be one of the few whom she's told, but so far no one knows to what extent it takes on her personal psyche.]

[mischiefbreeder]

I'll be upfront about it. [He leans against the door now, rather casually.]

Why should I trust you to be the leader for our group?

1/2

[generalflirt]

[Tap... tap... tap...]

[generalflirt]

[And then he takes note of her. He looks over and... nods]

Hi, Xion-chan.

[generalflirt]

Curative? Like... bandages?

[He blinks, cocking his head and trying to think of positive thoughts. He also tries to shrug off the asking if he's alright]

1/2

[generalflirt]

[...Good, she played into it. His face goes into a lineface for a while, processing both what she said and - more important to him, really - how she said it. He's not in-tune to her wordings and he's not nearly perceptive enough to pick up on what is and isn't said and what the meaning might be. But he is a people person and he is observant and this is Katara. It's hard to deny her sincerity here, so that means- Well, that maybe he can trust Shikamaru too, despite that horrifying shadow thing.

Finally, after a brief pause after she finishes, he nods]

Re: /done now, promise

[generalflirt]

Eeeh~ You seem to be fond of Shikamaru-kun.

[He probably. Intended for that to be leading but it doesn't come off as such due to his lack of gusto what with still being a little lost in his thoughts.

[generalflirt]

I didn't know Gun-[dams- err.] Ganmen worked like that? That's impressive intuition on Kamina-san's part!

[generalflirt]

Well, I am a sinful man, after all. [With a faux-sauve voice. But then he sighs and instead just takes a seat next to her after a short leap to change his position]

Buuut, there's an appeal to being the man Kaori-chan trusts in her room too.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Intuition... riiiiight.]

I think my bro just did it to try and look cool.

[markofthebrave]

[Blink. She didn't know they knew each other.]

Thanks. You too.

[And she'll start back to the door. But her curiosity won't let her just leave - she stays by the door though, true to her word to get out of his hair and let him get back to studying.]

I didn't know you two knew each other?

[...and why does that strike her as.. dangerous?]

[falenandawn]

Why......? [Oh. There's a long pause there. He's not sure what to think of the question. He knows he's not a perfect leader. He's not as strong or smart as his father, nor as wise as his mother....]

I guess that depends on what you expect of a trusted leader. There are different kinds.

[notabluesbro]

... Good.

Take care of yourself, okay?

[notabluesbro]

[He's sticking to 'clean-souled' forever and always, Judge Nami.]

I hear you there, ma'am. I've been meaning to run around and poke at people myself, once I'm all ready to go. Nothing worse than sitting around tapping your heel, right?

[falenandawn]

An ancient one that no longer exists. They built ruins and technology that exceeds our society’s current ability to make by far.

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

... Yes. [Straightening, and pushing back the hum of a headache that name brings] Just an hour ago.

[mischiefbreeder]

Then what kind of leader are you?