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

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[She hesitates--be vague, lie, tell the truth. What comes out is the truth. ... Jack will be on the battlefield too.] Good-bye, Lightning. Hello, monster.

She says it won't even be her anymore. ...We've already planned out how to warn people if it happens on the field.

[originaljackass]

... and the strategists? Do they know about this?

[Not that Jack is going to go tattling or anything, but he wants to know if anyone else is going to be prepared for this happening.]

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

No.

[originaljackass]

I see.

[So he's got two choices here. Do the smart and safe thing and just avoid the two of them.

... or do the heroic thing and be around to deal with this monster when it arrives. He's not sure yet where he stands on that yet.]

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

...I have to go get ready. [She wouldn't encourage him to be a hero. She doesn't want anyone to be a hero, because that always means someone's in danger and she really, really doesn't want any of this to happen at all. She doesn't want Light to die. But it seems more and more inevitable...

... and it's really wearing her spirits down. She gives a faint, polite smile, and moves to leave again.]

[originaljackass]

[Just as abruptly, he grins.]

Take care of yourself out there, kiddo.

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

Ah-- [ she wasn't expecting that, but after a second her smile brightens.] Thanks, Jack.

[She's out the door before it clicks.]

...I'm not a kiddo, you're an old-timer!

[originaljackass]

Meh, don't go making a habit of calling me that.