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

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[After a very brief walk through the halls to blow off some energy, Ceodore goes back to his room which has no spiffy requests in evidence whatsoever. He's plopped on the bed, staring up at the ceiling with his hands tucked behind his head. He left the door open by mistake and seems unaware of that fact.]

[mountain-sage.livejournal.com]

[Glancing briefly into the open doors, Saleh recognizes Ceodore plopped on the bed.]

Ceodore?

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[He sits up and waves when he's spotted Saleh.]

Hey. I saw you were on the list of additions.

[mountain-sage.livejournal.com]

Yes, it looks like I will be joining you after all. Although the message did concern me...

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Message? What message?

[Ceodore's hacking skills are nil, so this is the first he's hearing about it.]

[mountain-sage.livejournal.com]

[Odd, since Ceodore just mentioned seeing Saleh's name in the message...]

The message of the list of additions. Something about "shift incompatibilities."

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Huh. I didn't see that.

Didn't think they'd send someone incompatible. Are you okay?

[mountain-sage.livejournal.com]

I feel fine for the moment, but I have the feeling that something's wrong...something I'm not yet aware of.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Like what?

[Don't mind Ceodore being clueless. Poor boy inherited his father's perception skills.]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[Rydia knocks on the door, opening it a little wider.]

Can I come in?

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[Not budging, just staring at the ceiling.]

Sure.

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[She enters and sits down beside him.]

What's on your mind, Ceodore?

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Nothing.

[Lies. And he's very bad at it too.]

Think Selphie will be okay by herself?

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[She nods, reaching over to squeeze his shoulder.]

She's tougher than she looks. I'm sure she'll be fine.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

What about you? Not sure I like the idea of your magic being disabled.

[Translation: Please don't be dying again.]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

From what I've been told, those kind of people aren't that common. Even then, I have Kain and you with me, not to mention others. As long as someone can stop them, I'll be fine.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Just stay with us. I'll do my best.

[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?]

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[CRASH! Yeah that was coming. Ceodore staggers backwards and falls on his backside, although he climbs back to his feet quick enough.]

Hey, you okay?!

[former-third.livejournal.com]

[She staggers, but doesn't fall. Instead, she straightens up and gives him a concerned look.]

I'm fine. Here... [She holds a hand out for him.] Let me help you up.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[He takes the hand and once upright again, nods his gratitude.]

Sorry about that. Should have been looking where I was going.

[former-third.livejournal.com]

Not at all. [She smiles reassuringly.]

Have you been here long?

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[He gives it some thought and scratches his head a little.]

Almost ten months. Happened so fast.

[former-third.livejournal.com]

Ah... I'm sorry, I meant here in the battle rooms. I'm looking for someone, you see.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Oh! Um, not very long. Maybe an hour?

Who are you looking for?