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

[redheaded-rock.livejournal.com]

[Alexis looks up from the list she's working on, seated cross-legged on the bed. Confusion turns into a welcoming, if questioning, smile.]

Hey. Can I help you with something?

[markofthewise]

Hey, I'm Sokka. [He leans against the door frame.]

You're probably heard of me already. Blacksmith, swordsman, strategist, and so on... [He could go on, really. But he won't. He glances off around her room, as if disinterested.] I'm arranging things for people going to the distro-center.

[redheaded-rock.livejournal.com]

[Eyebrow. Raise. Oooo-kay, Sokka.]

Right, yeah. Sokka. It's good to formally meet you. [And in the interest of full disclosure:] I've never fought before, so whatever you're thinking of arranging should probably take that into account.

[markofthewise]

[Well now that we've established that Sokka is awesome...]

Yeah, that's what I heard. Do you have any other skills?

[redheaded-rock.livejournal.com]

[She nods, eager to be of some use somewhere.] I know some basic first aid, and I'd be happy to help distribute supplies, take care of basic wounds, keeping things clean. That sort of thing. Wherever you need me, really. [A pause.] Well, wherever there isn't fighting.

[markofthewise]

[Hmmm. He considers that.]

We'll probably set up some kind of clinics. They could probably use an extra pair of hands. [But realistically he knows that magic kind of keeps the real doctors from having to do the really bloody work. So chances are it'll be exhausted people weak from fatigue or blood loss.]

[redheaded-rock.livejournal.com]

Wherever you need me. I want to be able to help somehow.

[markofthewise]

Well, I could use someone to keep track of the injured or people who can't fight.

[He reaches into his bag and pulls out a two way radio.] You know how to use one of these?

[redheaded-rock.livejournal.com]

[Alexis takes the radio first, looking it over before she nods. She was pretty sure she did as soon as he pulled it out of his bag, but she didn't want to jump the gun.] Yeah. It's just like the ones back home.

[markofthewise]

Good. Some other people will have them too. Consider yourself in charge of calling in for backup if something happens.

[redheaded-rock.livejournal.com]

You got it, boss. Anything else?

[markofthewise]

[Boss. Heh, awesome.]

I thiiink that about covers it.

[redheaded-rock.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, she thought you'd like that.]

Well, if you need anything that doesn't involve slayage of the Third Party, I'm your girl.