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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[markofthewise]

[Sokka isn't going to sit and grouse about the battle. He spent the last few days preparing for it, he's already mentally psyched for it, so he has no problem leaning back in a cozy chair, putting his feet up, and eating the strawberry-chocolate-caramel-and-sprinkles sundae he ordered. Of course, he's left his door open if anyone has anything they need to talk to him about, but right now he's just content to let himself unwind a bit before the fighting stars.]

[vulcanblazer.livejournal.com]

[As he walks by Sokka's room while scoping the ready zone out, he pauses as he catches sight of the lounging Sokka. He's actually amused by this more than surprised. So he'll be leaning against the door frame.]

Hey. So how does that taste?

[markofthewise]

Amazing! I haven't had one of these since the last time I was out here. Buffy, Guy and the others are great... but they just don't know how to make a good sundae like this.

[He's just gonna have another spoon full. DELICIOUS.]

[vulcanblazer.livejournal.com]

Well, at least the Malnosso can cook, I guess. Or someone can. I dunno how any of this stuff works. But man, that does look good.

[markofthewise]

Go ahead and order one! They even remembered it as the Sokka Special from last time.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[Knockin' on your doorframe to say hi, Sokka.]

[markofthewise]

[His mouth is full at the moment. He smiles, then swallows it down quickly to talk and...

GAAAAH. ICE CREAM HEADACHE. Sokka has been taken down and it's not even battle time yet.]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[Pffft. Not really bothering to hide that faint grin. She'll come in.] It's okay to take your time, you know.

[markofthewise]

Ugh. [Just rubbing his temples. What a pain.] Hey Nami.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

Hey. Is this your second draft?

[markofthewise]

Yeah. You too, right?

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Though I've sort of got a two year gap in the middle, I guess. [She shrugs.] Doesn't change much.

You're in charge of the defensive team, right?

[markofthebrave]

[After her strategy meeting with Shikamaru, and just before she's ready to get back to her own room, Katara stops by Sokka's.

She knocks on the doorframe to let him know that she's there.]

Hey.

[markofthewise]

[By then, Sokka is going through his gear, carefully compartmentalizing it all into his bag and belt. This is the stuff he does to make himself feel useful.]

Hey. Looks like the rooms are identical to our last time, huh?

[markofthebrave]

Yeah. I'm calling up a hot tub later.

[Entering now and peering in.]

Having fun?

[Yay, flippancy.]

[markofthewise]

[Hot tubs are cool. Maybe he should do that too.]

I guess. You missed the cartoon earlier. That stupid bird kept running away from the wolf.

[Cartoons are cooool.]

[markofthebrave]

Did the wolf catch it?

[markofthewise]

... no. He kept getting hurt by his own traps. [Sokka feels for that poor coyote, he really does.]

[markofthebrave]

Then I guess that bird wasn't that stupid after all.

[Shockingly, Katara can appreciate both sides of this story.]

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

[Oh, Sokka. Living luxuriously, huh?

Well, hopefully he won't wind Riku stopping by, snickering under his breath.]

You look comfortable.

[markofthewise]

[Not even getting up from where he's slouched.]

Is that a crime?

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

Nah. At least you're taking advantage of the room service.

[He shrugs.]

Might as well make the most of it before we go out on the battlefield.

[markofthewise]

They give us plenty of time to kill anyway. Might as well.

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't know; this is my first draft.

[...]

I'm actually surprised they'd give us this much; it seems awfully generous for the Malnosso.

[markofthewise]

I bet it's not as much effort for them as we'd think.

[They could just send them off in bunks and they'd have to just deal with it.]