Draft Log #3: During v. 2.0

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone on the draft
What: Day 3-5
When: August 27th-August 29th
Where: ONCE MORE INTO THE-- ...BEACH
Summary: Like it says above. The draftees reach the beach.
Rating: V FOR VIOLENT BEHAVIOUR!!


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actually let's make this days 4 & 5

[herotypical]

[ ever thankful to have her feet back on the ground, buffy will be making up for lost aggro-time on the ships by defending the injured and the camped out with as much flair as she can muster -- if you're looking for someone to fight back-to-back with or perhaps someone to be saved by? look no further. one tiny blonde at your service.

alternatively, come the night? she'll be checking in with those she knows and cares for and loves; concern and responsibility duking it out with wry good humour. the slayer's at war. ]

Day 5

[consultmybooks]

[Giles looks around, one hand still pressed to a freshly bleeding...albeit healing...wound on his arm, when he hears the soft approach of footsteps. It only takes a few seconds of listening for him to identify the one approaching - once he has, Giles reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out the thermos of tea that's been keeping his chest warm for a while.]

[herotypical]

[ when she sees the familiar figure, she lowers her scythe. ]

Hi. Top of the evening to you.

[consultmybooks]

And to you.

How are holding up so far?

Evening, Day 4?

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

[She might catch sight of Derek on the forth day just as the sun is setting. He'll be making his way out of the trees, covered in blood, mud and plant bits and to the water, stripping his shirt as he goes. Once he reaches the edge, his boots, belt, socks, equipment, and weapons, are piled neatly on the ground before he wades into the water and starts scrubbing with his shirt once he rinses most of the mess from it. Salt water may not the best laundry tool, but it'll do for the moment.]

[herotypical]

[ catch sight she does. buffy follows him until the waterline and stands there, watching. her shoes are getting wet. she doesn't much care. ]

Derek...?

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

[There's that moment of tenseness, when it's obvious he thinks it's an enemy and not a friend, but by the time he's turned around, he's processed the voice. He'll take a deep breath and then nod.]

Hey. How's it going?

evening, day 4

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

McCoy's in the medical camp when the evening finally rolls around on the fourth day. He hasn't left the medical facilities since he arrived at the shore with Kennedy and Jack in tow yesterday and now things have quietened down, he's trying to unwind and rid himself of the swaying sensation that's still plaguing him.

It's not working that well and he groans in annoyance. Goddamn ocean. More than that, he wishes he had the foresight to bring some Dutch courage along with him, but the jar of dirt is doing... well nothing much, but it's the thought that counts.

[herotypical]

Buffy hovered in the medical camp's doorway. She had taken to seeking out the camp every few hours -- after loops of patrolling and fighting and defending and yet more fighting -- but she didn't stop by Jack's bed each time. She didn't want to crowd the pirate. But she always leaned uneasily in the doorway and watched him from a afar.

At one point, when Bones walked by, she snagged his elbow. "How's he doing?" Her voice was soft.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

"Recovering; he jumped out of an exploding airship, Summers." The doctor murmured in a long-suffering kind of way, hanging back as she seized his elbow, other hand reaching up to rub the back of his neck.

"I just gave him a mild sedative, so he should be out for the next couple of hours."

Day 5

[captainhornblower]

[There is absolutely no finesse to the swordsmanship of one Captain Hornblower. He has engaged an enemy... who seems to have found a friend to help.

Still, the point is to keep them away from the cargo and camp, and Hornblower isn't... badly outmatched. But he certainly isn't having an easy go of it.]

[herotypical]

[ a slight figure catches sight of the fracas from a distance; she doesn't recognize the swordsman but recognition doesn't matter. buffy professes not to play favourites when it comes to the game of comrades. her scythe spins expertly in hand and she strides to meet this fight from the opposite side.

her finesse is less esse and more fine. all hard lines and primal steps. buffy often prefers to fall back upon her guts and her notions instead of trusting in drilled footwork. ]

H-hey! You -- you with the wings and the Middle Ages haircut. Yeah, I'm talking to you. [ buffy calls out the friend of the enemy of her friend; the second third party soldier who had been advancing whilst hornblower had been fending off the first. ]

Why don't you pick on someone not your own size, huh? [ and with that quip firmly delivered, the petite buffy summers sends a vicious up-swing of the blunt side of her axe towards the second opponent's jaw. ]

[captainhornblower]

[Hornblower is very aware of the fact that it is a woman's voice which has called out.

The internal war about a woman entering this fray to assist him is forced to wait. He cannot turn away the help now and... he sees the flash of blade. She's armed, even if he does not dare take his eyes off his enemy to see with what.

He feints left, moves right, and gets a shallow gash on his non-swordarm for his trouble. His blade slices into the back of the opponent, but the other knew his aim and ducks so he scores only flesh-- not feathers of the wing. Still, it's a satisfying feeling, to have made contact, to have drawn blood.]

Day 4

[temperedtempest.livejournal.com]

[Ororo's been using and frankly, near-abusing her powers these last few days. It's sheer luck that she hasn't had to deal with Shifters who nullify her abilities -

- but of course, that doesn't last too long. On the beach, she encounters a hefty number of them. She drops out of the sky she'd been flying in when her command of the weather suddenly stripped from her. She'll manage to tuck herself into a roll when she hits the ground, but she'll still be dazed for a few seconds there while she recovers... And those Shifters are coming in quick!]

do you mind if gav jumps in with norrington? shifters'll incapacitate buffy too. she'll need help xD

[herotypical]

[ buffy races towards the downed woman before she realizes quite what's going on -- why should she? her guts went for the rescue, not the reconnaissance.

the slayer drops to her knees next to the woman. ] H-hey. Are you...can you stand?

oh go right ahead! this should be fun! |D

[temperedtempest.livejournal.com]

[Ororo needs a moment to catch her breath; she barely has the strength to keep herself from collapsing, never mind trying to stand.]

[She stubbornly tries (and fails) anyway, though.]

I - yes, I... I'll only need a moment.

day 4?

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

[One Iron Man is patrolling the skies, tired as hell but still undeterred. He had this covered as long as he watched his power levels and didn't push the arc reactor too far--not that sustained flight was really helping that cause. But with the flying members of the Third Party about, he felt it was necessary for someone to be up there. Someone with some real firepower.

Then he catches sight--an elite, rising into the air, struggling with one blonde slayer in his grasp. Buffy.]

[herotypical]

[ she hadn't expected the elite to take flight. it had caught her wholly by surprise and as her feet were torn from their solid stance on the shore, she curses. first water, now air. none of it conducive to a slayer's sense of being grounded. the elite wraps an arm aggressively around her body and the struggle is brought into such close quarters. all her regular tactics must change -- to burst free would mean plummeting to her own death.

but one's options are limited when the enemy has a nasty looking shortsword that they keep trying to plunge into one's belly. she elbows him sharply in the ribs and that grip -- to everyone's horror -- loosens just enough to make buffy actually hold onto her opponent. this whole time she's had her scythe's handle clenched between her teeth and she gets her fingers around the elite's neck...

the sword slides poorly aimed into her side just as she snaps his neck.

and then they both begin to fall. ]

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

[He can see what is going to happen moments before it does, and it takes him a split second to force his thrusters on high and shoots towards them. She's going to fall--she's falling. And he's willing to bet even a slayer can't survive a fall like that.

He's almost there, but the ground is racing towards them fast. He throws a boot into the falling elite's chest as he grabs Buffy for a little upward momentum--he wouldn't be hurt if they fell after catching her, but Buffy might not be so lucky.

But he does get his momentum back, however, and the approach of the ground slows and stops.]

Day 5?

[folklorist]

[ Hope you don't mind a little magical fire Buffy. Because that's exactly what will whisk by. Fireballs, two of them, and they hit two third party members square in the chest. It's not enough to finish them off though. Their attention is drawn to Helios then and he'll manage to block the two swords slashing down at him with a well timid barrier. He grits his teeth as he tries to keep it up. ]

[herotypical]

[ she jumps out of the way of the whizzing fire; huh. but when she sees helios engaging the two soldiers, she sprints towards the match-up. sliding in alongside her ex-watcher's friend, she delivers a sharp blow with the end of her scythe to the first solider's kneecaps and waits for him to fall. ]

Day 4

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

[Back-to-back, you say? Well, Riku does look like he could use some assistance, given that he's surrounded by soldiers. Sure, he's got magic and his sword, but one teen can only cover so much ground, and he's pretty exhausted from all the fighting.]

[herotypical]

[ her scythe slides through the calf muscle on one soldier as she battles her way into the middle -- riku, there. she makes the briefest, reassuring eye contact before breaking out into full-on strategy mode. picking and choosing her opponents from the crowd and eventually downing them. ]

day 5?

[wise_maiden]

[As day 5 draws on, Raine's adrenaline is starting to run out. Mostly because as a healer and a mage, she simply cannot be where she's needed, all the time, despite her best efforts.

In trying to do so, she finds herself cut off from the others when a large group of enemies make an assault on the area.]

[herotypical]

[ oh shi-- buffy sees this happen and, god, no...she can't let a thing happen to raine.

the scythe spins precisely in her grip and she sprints towards this little pocket of enemies, determined to intervene. ]