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

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

[ dawn obligingly sits; there's bucking buffy's Sisterly Edicts about boys or short skirts or staying out a little too late, then there's battle. here, dawn will leave the arguing to argue at the door. ] I feel a little like I'm in a very, very serious game of paintball.

[herotypical]

[ she begins by examining the injury -- she's no nurse, but she's had to patch herself up a few times. ]

That's...not a bad way of putting it.

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

[ dawn winces as looking at the leg makes it hurt more, but at least nothing's falling off or deeper than a really bad scrape. ]

Paintball officially suddenly seems so much less like a fun weekend activity, from this moment on.

[herotypical]

It's one way to suck the fun out of war games. [ she quietly agrees. ] You don't happen to have some water or anything?

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

[ la la la, fishing in her bag. ] Just call me Mary Poppins.

[herotypical]

[ she cleans out the wound with said water. ]

You are so not allowed to jump off any roofs with umbrellas.

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

[ dawn hisses a breath in through her teeth but doesn't move away. ]

There goes my plan for the afternoon, darn.

[herotypical]

[ field first aid is a go. it's messy and not professional but buffy is strangely unused to bandaging others. she could do this for herself much better. ]

Just call me the fun ruiner. It's a title I accept with grace and dignity.

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

[ as long as dawn doesn't die of gangrene and stops bleeding on her pants, it's all good. ]

We should get you a badge. Or a hat.

[herotypical]

No hats. [ pause. ] Unless it's one of those tri-corny ones. I've been told I look good in those.

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

Gee, I wonder who told you that. [ butter would not melt. it is also a lie. ]

[herotypical]

Hush, you -- before I march you back to base and handcuff you to one of the healers.

[ finishing touches on the bandaging and: ] Voila.

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

[ dawn looks down, exaggeratedly serious as she inspects it. ] The only way it could be prettier is if you carried around bows and maybe some glitter.

[herotypical]

[ she stands back up. ] Don't forget the sequins.