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!!


Once again, That Handy Useful Information Link. Also a link to the previous draft log!

Comments

[lostinmyway]

Maybe when I'm done with the boxes, I can come help you. [Despite the whole lack of flying ability she has going on.]

[whatdeheckisdat]

There will be no time when [if] you finish with the boxes, Grune.

[lostinmyway]

Won't there?

[whatdeheckisdat]

No. The Malnosso will most likely send us home the moment you finish.

[lostinmyway]

Oh, that's too bad. Maybe we can ask them if we can stay a little longer.

[whatdeheckisdat]

[...No.

No.]

I doubt they would listen to you.

[lostinmyway]

Don't you think so?

[whatdeheckisdat]

No. You would not have time to ask, in any case.

[lostinmyway]

Wouldn't I?

[whatdeheckisdat]

...They seem to have already stopped taking questions.

[lostinmyway]

Oh. That's too bad.

[whatdeheckisdat]

...Indeed.

[Sigh. Grune.]

But if you finish sooner, everyone will be able to go home sooner. That is not a bad thing.

[lostinmyway]

Hmm. That's right. It would be nice for everyone to see their friends again.

[whatdeheckisdat]

I am sure they are worried, yes. The sooner everyone is able to go home, the better.

[lostinmyway]

Oh, they shouldn't be worried. We're doing just fine.

[whatdeheckisdat]

But others may not be.

[He hasn't spotted any Luceti casualties yet, but who knows...]

[lostinmyway]

I'm sure everyone will be all right. We're all looking after each other, the way friends should.

[And yet, by this evening, one of her friends will be dead.]

[whatdeheckisdat]

But you cannot watch over everyone at once. [Which Dhaos learned the hard way.

Oh, Grune....]

[lostinmyway]

Oh, but if we all work together, then everything will be just fine.

[whatdeheckisdat]

...Perhaps.

[Not really. But he's not going to argue with her. It's fruitless.]

In any case, there are people here who do not want to be here, and they deserve to go home.

[lostinmyway]

Yes, if they aren't having fun, then they should go home so they can be happier.

[whatdeheckisdat]

...Yes. So you need to finish quickly.

[lostinmyway]

All right. [Amazingly enough, she picks up her box again and starts moving with purpose in…some direction.] I'll work hard so they can go home.

[whatdeheckisdat]

...Good.

[Hopefully she'll be distracted/working hard long enough for him to slip away. ...And hopefully she ends up not wandering too far off.]

[lostinmyway]

Good luck with your work, too! I know you can do it!