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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All days!

[lostinmyway]

[Day 3:

Grune will be oblivious to the storm. She won't notice the rain, and she won't get seasick from the lurching of the ship. She'll just keep doing what she's doing.

Once they're on...sodden land, Grune will try to help unpack. Meaning she'll pick up something and wander around with it for a while, and then set it down and forget about it, only to begin the cycle again. She'll need some help and being pointed in the right direction for this job.

Days 4 & 5:

It's just business as usual. Grune will keep on fighting enemies and looking for her friends. Her good mood won't be so much as dented, even getting down to the end of the last day. Anyone who needs cheering up might do well to speak to her--unless her eternal, oblivious happiness would get on your nerves.]

Day 3

[shadedsunlight]

[Ginia serves as a guard while people help unload, riding back and forth on her ATV and keeping an eye on the perimeter. She stops as she sees a stray box out by itself and pauses to pick it up and carry it back to the unloading zone.

This repeats two more times much to her growing confusion until she finally spots the culprit.

...Ah. With a small sigh, she rides over to Grune and flips up the face plate, giving a friendly wave.]

[lostinmyway]

[Grune had occasionally been watching the person driving around on the strange vehicle. When she sees just who that person is, she beams and waves back.]

Hello, Ginia! Are you playing a game?

[shadedsunlight]

[If by game Grune means keeping an eye out for any approaching Third Party members and picking up stray bits of cargo, then yes.]

Grune, have you been moving cargo around?

[lostinmyway]

Oh, yes. I'm helping everyone put it away.

[shadedsunlight]

How about we work together? I can show you where all the boxes are supposed to go.

[lostinmyway]

Oh, that would be very nice. It's always best to work together!

[shadedsunlight]

[Much safer for all involved too.]

Yes, it is. I'll show you where to put the boxes. I have one I need to drop off too.

[lostinmyway]

Thank you, Ginia. That's very kind of you.

[shadedsunlight]

Help each other out, it's what we do here, right?

Let's go meet up with the convoy.

[lostinmyway]

Yes, that's exactly right!

[Very happily, Grune wanders alongside Ginia's ATV, ready to put her box where Ginia tells her.]

[shadedsunlight]

[Oh, Grune, may you never change. Ginia slowly rolls along, keeping an eye out for any Third Party members that might be about. Can't be too cautious now that there are more opportunities for ambushes.]

[lostinmyway]

[Grune gives the ATV a few mildly curious glances. She's never seen anything like it before.]

What are you riding? [Grune, Ginia's hands are a little busy right now.]

[shadedsunlight]

[At least she's going slow enough she can spare a few seconds to write down a response.]

ATV. All-terrain vehicle.

[Which...really doesn't explain much now that she thinks about it.]

[lostinmyway]

Oh. All right. [...She still sounds very confused.]

[shadedsunlight]

[Right. Thinking of an explanation...]

It's something for carrying around people and items.

[lostinmyway]

[That, she understands.]

Oh, that sounds very useful! Maybe I should ask for one, too.

[shadedsunlight]

[....Good images her words do not conjure.]

Maybe we should start simple. Like with a bicycle.

[lostinmyway]

A bicycle?