welcome to the jungle / it gets worse here everyday

[lucetimods]

Who: All draftees
What: Arriving at the (temporary) dorms
When: 9 AM of the 3rd. They'll be able to stay there until 1 PM of the same day.
Where: Dorms; location unknown.
Summary: Here is the hallway; here is your room. (Here is some additional info.) Go forth and mingle.
Rating: PG or PG-13 ish, I imagine.

Whether by their own power or by droid, your characters are arriving one by one to the dorms. Each room is specific to a single character; others can only be invited in by that character's allowance. Requested effects will already be present in the rooms. While you're here, you may want to request some last-minute supplies... this is your final chance to gather them. A final note: Shift incompatibilities will not kick in while characters are in the dorms; only once they are out in the field.

Comments

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Well when one is raised as a gentleman, said man must act in such manner. [He takes out a bottle of water and drinks some of it, but then looks at the water bottle.] I still don't understand why everything is in plastic in the future, why does no one use glass anymore?

[i_speak_softly]

[Raised as a gentleman? Don barely learned table manners.]

... Plastic is safer?

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

I would still prefer a glass bottle to this plastic one.

[i_speak_softly]

[He glances at the intercom.] You could ask for one.

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[He looks at it with him.]

From that strange box?

[i_speak_softly]

... You can use the intercom to ask for anything you want.

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Forgive me for saying this, but I did not know that.

[i_speak_softly]

[He crosses his arms, a worried posture.]

It's your first time too.

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[He laughs faintly and seems a little embarrassed.] Maybe once I go on more drafts, I'll be able to understand things better.

[i_speak_softly]

[Nice try, but still worried.]

Do you know how many first-timers we have?

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head.]

No, I'm afraid I don't.

[i_speak_softly]

[He sighs and mumbles something unflattering about the Malnosso.]

You and Helios will stay together, at least?

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[He nods.] Of course, we planned to. Giles may be staying with us as well.

[i_speak_softly]

[Don nods. The three friends have powerful magic between them, even if they don't like to use it offensively.]

Watch out for each other. Call me if you need anything...

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[He nods at him smiling. It's still remarkable to him sometimes that even though he sounds like Allegretto, both of them are very different.]

Of course Donatello, there's also something else I probably should have mentioned to you.

[i_speak_softly]

[Worried.] What?

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[He still seems calm.] Do not worry, it's nothing bad. I...have decided to give away the flowers Polka planted that I've been taking care of for her. When we get back to the village, I want to give one to you.

[i_speak_softly]

[Oh.]

In a pot, you mean?

[He's already thinking of another young girl who loved flowers.]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Of course if you'd like one in a pot, I'm certain Polka would have wanted that.

[i_speak_softly]

[He nods.] Robert is starting a garden for Vivi - I think he'd like to have one of Polka's flowers to put in it.

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

But Donatello, the flower is for you since you were very close to Polka as I was... I'd rather you keep it only for you.

[i_speak_softly]

[Don has to think about this for a minute. His ideas about ownership are a little strange.]

Oh, no, I would only kill it...

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[Frederic frowns a little, but tries not to show it with his head turning away.]

If you insist.

[i_speak_softly]

[Don suspects there's some kind of miscommunication here, but this isn't the time to get distracted. He merely says softly:] Thanks, Frederic.

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[Frederic turns back to look at Donatello and gives him a smile, granted it's a bit of a fake one, as he tries to show he's being strong.] You're welcome, Donatello.