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

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

It's a nickname. Haven't you had one before?

[winged_moon]

No. I have no need of one.

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

Well, now you have one. It's cute.

[winged_moon]

It is inaccurate and unnecessary.

[Seriously, it's the same number of syllables as his actual name. There is no point to this.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

I find it quite accurate and quite necessary.

[winged_moon]

[He huffs out a breath that isn't quite an irritated sigh and starts to drift onward, trying to maneuver around Grell without making it look like he is.]

If you wish. I'll not answer to it.

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

But it's hard to make a nickname out of... [Whatever his name was. Grell can't remember. Angel is easier.]

Where are you going?

[winged_moon]

To my room. [If they're to be fighting in the morning he should get some rest, after all.

He pauses, then adds:]

...by myself.

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[akdf;aj Yue. You dirty thing.

Grell sighs and shrugs, stepping aside.]

As you wish. I'll see you on the field, love.

[winged_moon]

[He simply doesn't want you inviting yourself along. :| Dirty indeed.

Yue inclines his head just a fraction and moves on. He doesn't actively dislike Grell, he simply isn't interested in the company, the nicknames, or the odd fascination with his looks. Polite but quite distant, then.]

...perhaps.

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[Oh, but Grell loves all that, including the politely cold way Yue acts. It's just so appealing to all of Grell's senses - save for the colors. But then...so many of the people she likes here seem to have an affinity for the color white.]

I'll be sure to look for you.

[winged_moon]

[Oh, joy and rapture. Yue doesn't bother to respond to that one, and instead simply drifts into his room and closes the door behind him. He's decided that he's done with socializing for the night... inasmuch as he's actually done any.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[Perfect. Now Grell knows where you'll be sleeping at night, Yue.]