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

[mischiefbreeder]

[Suddenly, Gurren comes to a stop, upon hearing that.]

Whoa, seriously? [Testing this theory, by pulling the sunglasses off and hoisting them into the air! They gleam!]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Yeah, like that. [Simon backs Lagann up again, just in case.] They don't break easily, so you should be okay to use them sort of like a sword.

[mischiefbreeder]

[A sword, huh? Well... It is too awkwardly shaped to use it like a cuestick, his preferred weapon of choice. He gives it a few swings in the air, and then IDEA! It's curved so... He throws it in the direction of Simon!]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Wah-!

[ejkfhjfhskj SIMON WAS UNPREPARED FOR THAT

Aaaaaaand so the sunglasses-boomerang conks Lagann right on the dome and sends it flying. WELL DONE, GOLD.

Surprisingly undamaged, at least. Just sort of. Upside down.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[...Wow. Not what he expected.]

Dude, you okay?! [At least the sunglasses come back to him.]

1/2

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Hold that thought, Lagann is currently faceplanted while Simon untangles himself after getting thrown around the cockpit. Owwwwww.]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

....Wh... why did you throw it at me?

[mischiefbreeder]

Well... What else am I supposed to test my aim on?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Find a target somewhere! [This is as bad as Kamina throwing rocks at him. At least this time he has Lagann to take the impact...]

[mischiefbreeder]

There aren't any targets here! ...Besides, I was expectin' you to, you know, actually catch it!

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

I can't catch them, Lagann's too small! That's what Gurren is there for!

[mischiefbreeder]

...Huh. Well, now I know, I guess.