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

[goldenglasses]

[That... was odd.] Sure, come on it. [He'll open the door wider so you may come in.]

[illusional]

[And she does, but he might notice her taking special care to keep a good distance of space between them.]

...Vash, what do you plan to do on the battlefield? Will you be fighting?

[goldenglasses]

I was planning on staying near those who can't fight, to do what I can to protect them. [He does notice that space she's keep. He takes a half steps closer to see if there's a reason or if she just wanted to be more into the room.]

[illusional]

[And she takes a small step backwards as he approaches.]

I see...

In that case, it would to your benefit that I warn you... should you see me on the battlefield, please do not attempt to approach me. I suggest you tell the same to those you are protecting.

[goldenglasses]

[Vash halts any attempts to come closer.]

What's wrong?

[illusional]

...I do not recall if I have told you before, but illusionists are cursed creatures. My kind is incapable of becoming physically close to other creatures without causing them mental anguish.

Within the barrier of Luceti, this effect merely means I cannot be touched. However, without such a barrier in place, others will be unable to safely come near me.

[Her voice sounds a bit flatter than usual. If she were in the mood to show her emotions, she'd certainly be frowning right now.]

[goldenglasses]

[Oh man... you had told him some of that, but he never expected it to be this bad. So that is why you were standing so far away.]

Isn't there... something that we can do to help you?

[illusional]

It is part of what I am. Nothing can be done to change that. However, I don't want others to suffer because of my powers.

As such, I must ask that you stay as far away from me as possible on the battlefield.

[goldenglasses]

But what if something happens and you get hurt?!

[illusional]

I am not as weak as I may look, Vash. At full power, my kind is rather difficult to kill. Unless I lose many of limbs or I am set on fire, I will not die.

[goldenglasses]

[Whoa...]

Alright, I'll do my best to keep people away. [Although he feels sick saying it.]

[illusional]

Thank you, Vash.

I suppose I should allow you time to rest? That is all I needed to speak with you about.

[goldenglasses]

No, I'm as rested as I can be I think. If you want to stay you can. [He feels horrible about having to keep people away from you as if you were a disease. He's not about to make you feel unwelcome in his room.]