We're more than carbon and chemicals

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: Fighting Third Party
When: 26th, 27th, 28th, 1st, and 2nd
Where: The Southern Farmlands
Summary: See here for overall details.
Rating: Probably gonna be gorey in places :|a

DOESN'T NEED A CUT. People should know how this works, if not, just follow other people's lead. I'm gonna set up some strategist threads at the top, for the four strategists to use if they want to, otherwise people should start their own threads.

((Mod Note: Since this has been asked a few times, just fyi, the livestock do not talk. Happy hunting!))

Comments

[illusional]

[Xion is green?]

[Obviously Cheyenne has no idea. However, as far away as she's trying to be from other villagers right now, she recognizes that warm, blue light in the distance as Xion, flickering ever so faintly... so she had been drafted as well. Had she been injured? It was difficult to tell exactly. Cheyenne could only tell how weak she was right now.]

[Regardless, she's making her way over... and making sure to keep just enough distance between them so her powers don't begin to negatively affect Xion.]

[She isn't wearing her blindfold, but her eyes are still closed... and her voice probably sounds a bit more blank than usual.]

Xion. Have you been injured?

[fourteen]

[ breathe, Xion. just breathe. gah, she feels so dizzy... ]

Cheyenne...?

[ gasps a few breaths, taking a knee because it's too tiring to just stand here. ]

I don't feel well... I think it's the Shift incompatibility...

[illusional]

[Cheyenne hadn't been able to see that message in regards to shift incompatibilities so she isn't sure what Xion means... regardless, she sounds like she's sick. And if she's sick, she shouldn't be on the battlefield at all.]

[But the Malnosso didn't really give people that choice, did they?]

If you are feeling ill, it would be unwise to remain out here alone. There is an area for those on the battlefield who cannot fight, isn't there?

[fourteen]

I don't want to sit out.

[ this is a bad idea... ]

I can fight. I want to. But I...

[ she shivers. this stupid fever... ]

[illusional]

[Cheyenne doesn't know what to make of that. Why would someone insist on fighting when they're unwell?]

There will be plenty of opportunities to fight in the upcoming days.

[A pause. They're still a little ways off, but she can sense some third party soldiers approaching.]

...if you insist on remaining out here, I cannot not stop you. However, should you become too ill to walk, I will be unable to carry you back.

[There's a feeling, a feeling of concern, but it doesn't reflect at all in Cheyenne's tone.]