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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[ironizing.livejournal.com]

[Well, he's only more than happy to talk about this. He holds up an open palm.]

Repulsor technology. Which, let me guess, you haven't heard of because I invented it and I don't exist in your world. Charged particles forced into a beam of energy--turns out it's pretty handy for thrust, as well. The suit was designed to be aerodynamic and normally my personal AI would control that, but sadly, I can't contact him over dimensions. So I've got to control it manually with voice commands.

[herotypical]

[ his personal ai. get a load of him! buffy's eyebrows lift. ]

Think they'll let you take your shiny tuxedo back to the village with you?

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

[Yeah. One of the many voices that lectured him on safety--that he promptly ignored. Also, British.]

I won't get my hopes up. The Malnosso seem to be having fun keeping the whole ensemble from me so far. Just because I'm fighting for them probably isn't going to change that. It's a fun game, to be sure.

[herotypical]

[ why are they always british, those lecturing voices? ]

Yeah. Holding your breath isn't so hot. I've only got two things from home -- and you know I've been here a while. Do the math on those odds.

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

[Comes with the territory, apparently.]

You know, I'll be honest with you. I don't like those odds. But I have a history of beating such odds, so...we'll just have to wait and see what happens.

[The waiting game. His favorite.]

[herotypical]

Well? I wish you better luck than I've had.

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

Don't need luck, sweetheart. But--thanks for the sentiment, I guess.

[herotypical]

And yet again, don't call me sweetheart.

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

Sorry, Buffster. Can't make any promises in the nickname department--think you can manage yourself now? Not going to go wrangling in the sky with any more elites, are we?

[herotypical]

...I think I can cope.

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

That's what I like to hear. Take care of yourself, Buffster.