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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[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?