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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Comments

Psst...she's a dragon right now. No feathers.

[lostinmyway]

Are they? [She wanders a little closer to take a look.]

... D'oh. Did it again. 8[ </already did that with Eggman's thread...> DERP.

[talontrot]

[Ignoring the fact that the mun just failed there...

Kazooie tilts her head further, studying the prone form.

... Luckily, this one seems to be down, but just to make sure...]

This is gonna be a little gross, but...

[And Kazooie breathes her magical cartoon fire on the Elite - the fire that somehow works fine in rain - and the corpse goes up in flames.

... Yeah, unpleasant.]

XD It's okay. I do this kind of thing allllllll the time.

[lostinmyway]

[Grune doesn't react, even when a passing gust of wind blows the truly horrible stench into her face. She simply stands and watches blankly.]

I think it's because I have a bunch of tags that are from post-draft...

[talontrot]

[The smell of burning corpses is always horrible, and it's not one that Kazooie is used to. Non-cartoons behave so... strangely.

... She's unsettled. More than unsettled, really. It shows in the depths of her green eyes.]

... Right. Let's... get outta here, Gruney.

...And I have no notifs. -_-;

[lostinmyway]

[There's a delay to all of Grune's reactions now. When she finally replies to Kazooie, her words are obviously automatic.]

All right.

[She follows her, after a pause.]

Ffff... better now?

[talontrot]

[And Kazooie retreats from the horrifying mess they made, back to the relative safety of the cargo and the normalcy that's there.

... She may not display it very much, or even let herself think about it too long, but the draft isn't as easy for her as she makes it seem.]

... Figures that there isn't anywhere to clean off this junk...

So far. *knocks on wood*

[lostinmyway]

[Grune still sounds a little distant when she says:] You could go for a swim.

[talontrot]

... I could do that, yeah. Think we both should, really.

[Kazooie stops a moment, hesitating, before very gently - for her - touching the tip of a membranous wing to Grune's arm.]

... We'll be fine, Gruney. We're heroes. Tough guys.

[lostinmyway]

[Grune blinks, then looks down at Kazooie.] Oh, of course we'll be fine. Everything always turns out right in the end.

[talontrot]

Yeah. That... that's how it always works for us main-character types. [She smiles, weaker than usual.] We always come out of stuff okay.

[lostinmyway]

Yes, that's the spirit. We'll be just fine.

[talontrot]

[Hopefully this attitude will carry them both for the rest of the draft.]

For now, we... better get back to work.

[And Kazooie heads back to the cargo to help carry it around, clubbed green tail whisking slightly.]

[lostinmyway]

All right. Good luck!

[She hopes her new friend will be able to help out a lot…whoever she is.]