you're in the jungle, baby / you gonna die

[lucetimods]

Who: All draftees
What: Fighting the Third Party... and perhaps the wildlife.
When: June 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th. (Characters will be pulled out at 11:59 of the 6th.)
Where: An as-yet unmapped by the Malnosso tropical rainforest.
Summary: Here are your details. Try to stay alive, won't you?
Rating: Anywhere from PG to R.

No cut for you. Most of you will know how this works by now; if you don't, follow the lead of the others, or perhaps look to the last draft's fighting post for ideas. Don't forget to use your handy dandy character tags. Go forth and conquer thine enemies!

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[simplestgift]

[It's all comforting--the smell, the smoke, the heat, all very nostalgic.]

We've got in some practice before any real assault, at least. If we were at sea, I'd have everyone practicing more.

[consultmybooks]

Cheer up. Maybe one day the Third Party will try to attack from the sea.

[Sunnydale is nostalgic. Sulfur, at least, he can identify as a beneficial element from magic.]

[simplestgift]

And we with no ships. Unless the Malnosso can produce those with two days' notice. I'd pit a first-rate against anything more modern the Third Party might have. War at sea is often a bit...cleaner, anyway, though it feels wrong to say it once you've seen it.

[consultmybooks]

They can produce cannons. And if they have underwater cities, they must have some sort of seafaring ability.

...it sounds wrong to hear you say it now. But, I suppose you would know better than I would.

[simplestgift]

[A sigh. He doesn't usually talk about this kind of thing with non-military, but...]

The best possible outcome of a battle at sea is that no one, not even your enemies, is hurt. That way you've taken a prize vessel and a good many men to add to your crew. Even bloody battles--young boys vanishing in a splash of red--it happens more often in the army than in the navy. In the navy, you're more likely to die of disease or accident than in battle.

[consultmybooks]

[Giles nods slowly, following Kennedy's words with attention even if he's still trying to make out the forest beyond their chosen point.] From everything I heard over the journals before we were brought out, we're still more likely to die of accident or disease out here.

[simplestgift]

[An odd smile spreads across the lieutenant's face.] Almost feels like home.

[consultmybooks]

[Giles chuckles darkly.] And I thought Sunnydale had its problems.

[simplestgift]

Well, from what I understand, it does.

[consultmybooks]

[He looks sidelong at Kennedy.]

How much has Buffy told you?

[simplestgift]

A...gateway to some sort of...

[Okay, he doesn't really get it, and/or is afraid he'll sound crazy if he says it and gets it wrong.]

[consultmybooks]

Hell dimension.

...a hell dimension. Or possibly all of them. we were never certain, just that the world would end if it ever opened.

There was also one in Cleveland, but we never seemed to get around to it.

[simplestgift]

More than one hell? Why would such a thing be...

[He doesn't get around to finishing that sentence.]

[consultmybooks]

[...it could just be Kennedy's Anglican nature acting up at such words.

Or he could have seen something. Giles decides to be sure.]

Kennedy?

[simplestgift]

Yes?

[consultmybooks]

Besides the obvious, everything all right?

[simplestgift]

Why?

[consultmybooks]

You went quiet. I thought you'd seen something. Someone.

[simplestgift]

...More than one hell. Hell was made for fallen angels, wasn't it?

[Grell is not a god. She just thinks she is.]

[consultmybooks]

...so they say.

Maybe one of them does. Maybe more.

Demons and angels in my world are entirely different entities.

[simplestgift]

Perhaps. Or perhaps you simply see them in ways most people cannot. Fallen angels believing themselves equal to God.

[Like Grell.]

[consultmybooks]

Didn't one particular angel start this whole mess in the first place by believing himself equal to God?

[...and then he catches on.]

...even if they don't think themselves equal, per say, I suppose they believe themselves entitled to a degree of familiarity.

[Grell once proudly declared that she served God, and he believes she values that role.]

[simplestgift]

Forgetting their place.

[consultmybooks]

[...yet again, Giles marvels at how impossibly odd it is to talk to a truly religious man. One day, he might tell Kennedy this.]

Perhaps she is.

How would you come up with a lesson that sticks, then?

[simplestgift]

[Actually, Archie has become more religious since coming to Luceti, like someone taking hold of the railing during a storm. In fact, he lightly touches the silver pendant hanging from his neck--a gift from Horatio for his most recent birthday. Never one for symbolism before, but when comfort is needed...]

You know who I mean, then?