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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[goldenglasses]

[Vash actually came willingly this time. Having learned his lesson since being dragged down in a towel the first time. Once he arrives in the dorms the first thing Vash does will be checking in with all the "minor shift incompatible" people he knows of. He wants to make sure you all arrived in one piece. He'll be in the halls for awhile until all of them have arrived and he's checked on each one.

After that period of hovering around he'll head for his room with his door shut. Friends will be able to open the door easily and will find Vash loading his pockets with bullets and meticulously cleaning and preparing both of his guns. Don't worry, his arm will look normal if you walk in on him. He just has the extra gun out of it's hiding place for right now. Also - is that rope he's packing? What on Earth could he need THAT for?]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[So Nami will stand in the doorway watching you for a while, Vash. Feel free to notice her eventually.]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash notices when his door is opened, but when you don't speak up right away he finishes up his inspection of his barrel before speaking.] Hello, Nami. [He has a guess as to why you're here as he sets down his hand gun next to the semi automatic and coil of rope to look up at you.]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[Oh, you can guess, Vash. You might be wrong. Today she's just checking on the people she cares about. You still count, you know. Still, she raises an eye at that.]

Should I come back some other time, then?

[goldenglasses]

No, [He tries to put on a smile to keep from looking so tired and depressed. What started as a day of finding his friends safe so far, which was great, has mostly been a day full of bad memories, frightened friends, and many lectures. That smile is a weak one.] This can wait a bit. Come on in.

[markofthebrave]

Hey. [No towel this time = a plus. But Katara is still going to pop in, concerned and just to check on ya.]

[goldenglasses]

Hello, Katara. I'm glad to see you made it here alright. [Setting down that gun now.]

[markofthebrave]

You too. No droids this time, huh?

[goldenglasses]

No... no droids this time.

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

[Mercury, once she ascertains just where Vash is, knocks at the door. She raises her voice enough to be heard through it.]

Vash, may I come in?

[goldenglasses]

[He takes a moment to set down the currently gun he's cleaning before answering.]

Sure, come on in.

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

Would you like help? [She steps inside now that she's been invited, and her eyes find the gun Vash is working on, and then his other equipment.]

[goldenglasses]

Thanks, but I think I got it under control. I'm almost done.

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Sanji might have to come to him - tracking down all the people he wants to see, first. But when Vash still hasn't turned up, he sneaks by his room again for a double-check, and ah -- there's the Broom Head]

Yo.

[goldenglasses]

[There you are. He was just wondering if he should try to contact you over the journals. He was sure to feel relieved and maybe you were left alone at home or if something horrible had happened in the transport.]

Sanji... [You LOOK alright.] ...h-how are you?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Believe it or not, fine. [Yeah, he's kinda surprised himself.]

So far, nothing's happened.

[blessedbyfarore]

[Link, too, had come willingly this time - unhappily, but still willingly. Restless and unwilling to stay in the rooms, though, he had taken to wandering - and that was how he had found come across Vash.]

What's the rope for?

[goldenglasses]

I refuse to kill anyone. I may need it later.

[blessedbyfarore]

[Vash, you've just earnt Link's admiration.] I hate having to kill people... maybe I should get some rope, too. It's really different if it's just a monster.

[But people? Even killing Yuber had made him feel ill.]

[illusional]

[Vash is about the only person Cheyenne is certain won't be affected by her powers sans powercap. All that power of his certainly comes in handy, huh?]

[Still, it's not until much later when the halls are less populated that she knocks on his door. Even with it closed, he's a hard soul to miss.] Vash?

[goldenglasses]

[Vash will have most of his items put away by then. So he's free to come answer the door.] Hello, Cheyenne. How are you doing?

[illusional]

[She flinches somewhat as the door opens, as though she were expecting some kind of reaction... when she doesn't see one, she relaxes a bit.]

I am well. However, there is something important I needed to speak with you about in regards to the battle.

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

... Rope?

[Aerith meant to ask how he was doing, but the coils of rope grab her attention. That does seem weird.]

[goldenglasses]

I won't kill anyone, so I need to be ready to handle any one I stop.

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

But you use a gun. Wouldn't it be safer to use something else? [That... is not the best way to not kill anyone, that she knows. She comes further into the room, looking at his preparations curiously.]