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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[breaks_destiny]

[He's really sorry he has to ask this of you, but really he can't think of anything good coming out from people learning widely about the syndrome. Though here there's not a risk about an outbreak due panic like it happened in Hinamizawa, he's afraid that some people won't understand that they aren't dangerous, that it's not contagious. It could make people be wary of them all, treat them differently, even with the best intentions some could end stressing them because being too worried about them having an outbreak.

He knows this. Minato at times seems to think that Keiichi's about to explode at any given moment. His own best friend can't fully relax knowing about the syndrome, he can't expect others to relax.

And there's the fact that some could even try to stress them, try to produce an outbreak just for the chaos and madness that would happen. He can't think of anything good, and thus is better to keep it all in quiet voice. And Bernkastel knowing that the medicine is there may be dangerous anyway, he wouldn't put it past her to tell Takano about it and the woman make the medicine disappear so there's an outbreak and she can come in as some sort of savior and convince people to let her keep doing her research there or something.]

Thank you, Ami-chan. You're really reliable, I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble.

[I'm sorry for asking you to be sneaky like this.]

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

It's alright. It's not really causing trouble.

[breaks_destiny]

Anyway, I'm sure you'll be able to help everybody, or as many people as you want. You strike me as that type of person after all.

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

[She deflects the praise habitually again.]

I'm not really that great.