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

[simplestgift]

[Stiffly, Archie props himself up on his elbow and reaches for the pistol.] I've been doing this longer. Let me.

[memoryboxes]

[She holds it more closely to her, putting her hand to his chest oh so gently.]

Should danger appear, I'll give you the gun. But right now, you must rest.

...

Please hurry back soon, Jack-san.

[originaljackass]

Yeah yeah, I'll be back.

[And out he goes, closing the barn door behind him. With any luck, no one will look for them in there. As for Jack... well, it might take him awhile.]

((ooc: you two can thread alone for awhile if you like, or we can skip ahead, handwave the rest, whatever.))

[simplestgift]

[Kennedy's hand drops to his side and his eyes slide closed, the exhaustion taking over. When he speaks, it's barely more than a sigh.] Such a brave woman, Sayo. Such a strong woman.

[ooc: I will bow to the will of people who have specific needs or thoughts on the situation. I'm good no matter what.]

seems like a groovy place to end it, though if you want to continue for something extra, that's cool

[memoryboxes]

[She bows her head in gratitude for such a remark; the truth was, she was terrified, right now. Scared to death, and had she kept her hands from her sleeves, they would no doubt tremble like her heartbeat. But—when she thinks of the other people involved in this draft, she can't help but mask her fear as much as she can.

Quietly,]

Thank you, Archie-san.

Now rest; we'll return you back soon.

[And she waits with him, gun in lap.]