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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[awakenedchaos]

[Between this draft and the previous experiment, ν-13 is... hardly in the mood to socialize, not that she ever really is. As such, it's no surprise that soon after arriving, she heads for her room, where she'll be staying for the time being, simply remaining on her bed and staring blankly at nothing in particular. The door to her room isn't quite closed, but if anyone wants to visit her, it might be best to tread with caution regardless.

...

It's not until much later - once there are less people in the hallway - that she'll actually leave a room for a bit, opting to pay a certain other draftee residing near the end of the hallway a visit. ...She'll knock, of course.]

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

[When he hears a knock on the door, he opens it up slightly to make sure it's not some idiot human. Once he sees Nu, the door will open wide enough for her to come in.

Take that as an invitation.]

[awakenedchaos]

[Well, if he's fine with letting her into his room, she might as well enter. ...She won't actually speak up until he closes the door again, though.]

Um... Can we talk? [There's something that's honestly bothering her a little at the moment, so... maybe actually bringing that up will help a little.]

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

I'm not going to stop you. I know you don't react well to that experiment and neither do I really.

1/2

[awakenedchaos]

[...asjadhdaklfd. T-that was not what she was planning to bring up, actually.

...

She's not really sure how to feel about that statement, either. But that's not important right now, is it?]

[awakenedchaos]

Um... That's not what I wanted to talk about. It's about this draft.

[...They probably should sort things out regarding that experiment, but it still feels a little too soon for that particular subject - at least from her point of view.]

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

[Well, last time it took about this long before they actually spoke to each other again.]

Because that idiot wolf got drafted too?

[awakenedchaos]

[It did, but this time, she's just not willing to talk about that just yet.

...Regardless, though, she nods in response to that question.]

Yeah. [That's exactly why. Sure, one of the other two they had to deal with is around, too, but he's hardly as much of a cause for concern as Moro.]

...You'll be careful, right...?

[She really, really doesn't want a repeat of what happened last June. That fact's probably evident from her tone - she actually sounds worried for once.]

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

I have a simple plan for her. If I see her, I teleport to the top of anything tall or to an area where the humans are guarding. She knows enough to not get them all against her by attacking then.

[awakenedchaos]

...Are you sure that'll work? [That first option sounds like it might, but the second she's a little bit skeptical about. Going near the other humans doesn't sound like a particularly good solution to her...]

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

It will. I'm using the human's stupid morals against them. If they see her attack me without provocation, she becomes the enemy.

[awakenedchaos]

But... What if they side with her? You know how they can be... [Morals or not, there's always a chance they'd go after him rather than Moro, even if she's the one attacking without provocation, and that is not something she wants to risk. Not at all.

...Why, no, she doesn't trust the majority of the other draftees. Especially not when some people did join up with Moro to attack him in the past.]

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

Then I teleport away and let my demons enjoy a tasty meal. [Because yeah, he might not be able to get away with his monsters on short notice, but he sure can get out of there in no time.]

[awakenedchaos]

...What if you can't do that? [A Shifter being nearby could ruin that particular plan very fast. Relying too much on teleportation could be bad this time around.]

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

If I can't, that means the enemy is nearby. They risk death far more than I do if they keep attacking their allies then.

[And he can use that chance to get away. The azzodesses are capable of flight and could get him away if it came down to it. His larger monsters could run down plenty of humans to make a way out.]

[awakenedchaos]

Um... I guess that's true, but...

[...She can't help but to worry anyway. It's primarily due to her general mistrust of most of the others, admittedly, but part of her really wouldn't be surprised if that risk didn't matter all that much to them.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[Either on the way there or on the way back, Grell is out wandering about for no real reason. She simply can't stand to sit around doing nothing, so after she finishes decking out the dorm room, she began to wander the halls.

It is then that she sees a young girl with silver hair and red eye. Considering her other choices for conversational partners so far, this girl fits right in.]

Off somewhere?

[awakenedchaos]

[Likely on the way there, considering ν-13 is... probably going to stay there until they have to head out for the draft.

In response to that question, though, she stops in her path. Dammit, she was hoping to avoid running into anyone. And it's someone unfamiliar, no less...]

...Who?

[...Yep, she's completely ignoring Grell's question right now. Even if she wasn't someone unfamiliar to the Murakumo, she probably wouldn't get an answer, though - her destination isn't exactly something ν-13's willing to mention.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[Grell pauses when the girl actually stops, looking at her with a pleasant smile on her face.]

Grell Sutcliffe, dear. I don't believe we've had the pleasure of meeting in the village, although I've seen you about. Might I ask your lovely name?

[awakenedchaos]

Understood. Subject identified as Grell Sutcliffe. [Someone who's seen her about, huh...

She pauses for a moment before answering.]

...Nu. [...Not mentioning her designation is still a bit strange for her, but there doesn't seem to be a need to mention it right now, so... she might as well not mention it.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[What an odd way of speaking... Ah well. Grell tilts her head slightly, keeping the pleasant smile on her face.]

A pleasure to finally make your acquaintance, Nu. Aren't you a bit young for the battlefield?

[awakenedchaos]

[That question earns her a slightly confused look from the Murakumo.]

...Negative. [Combat's one of the things she was made for, and this isn't exactly the first time she's been drafted. And as long as she's capable of defending herself, her age shouldn't matter, right?]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

Really now....? Just what is it you do, Nu?

[awakenedchaos]

[She pauses for a moment before answering, as if trying to process what Grell said. "What she does"...?]

...Designation... Dimensional boundary contact prime force number 13 Anti-Sankishin core unit. [More or less everything she does is included in that title - sans for one thing, but that's classified information anyway.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[Wow, wtf does that... Alright. She takes a step toward Nu and leans down a little, looking her over.]

What an interesting thing you are... You have beautiful eyes, you know that?