DRAFT LOG #2: The Battle Game!

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone on the draft
What: Fighting bad guys!
When: Today (after 12PM) to the 19th, in the evening
Where: The Mining Facility
Summary: It's an underground mine! And the Malnosso want you to kill and capture all the bad guys! Oh, but don't let the rocks fall on you. That could hurt.
Rating: B for BLOOD. Seriously. People are going to die. People have already died. We're not going to make it out of here. We're all screwed, it's Game Over, man!

Everything you need to know is listed here and also this way. If you haven't signed up yet and want to be on this draft, then go do it and stop being lazy!

Comments

[ 16th; afternoon ]

[herotypical]

...Jeez. I apologized. What more do you want from a girl?

[ 16th; afternoon ]

[dissonates]

[A scythe far far away from his head would be preferable. He scowls at her for a long moment, then idly lifts his shoulders a little to dismiss it.]

Nothing. Just forget it.

[ 16th; afternoon ]

[herotypical]

R-right.

[ a slight frown. things are forever awkward around asch. she feels...somehow bad about that.

guilty.

not that it ever takes much to make buffy summers feel guilty. ] You, uh, doing alright out here?

[ 16th; afternoon ]

[dissonates]

[...Wait, what? She's not done? Asch pauses, genuinely surprised for a moment before he masks it quietly. Maybe she's just doing her comradely duty or something. She seems like the sort of person to be like that.]

I'm fine. I was about to head out again.

[herotypical]

O-oh. Right. Of course. By all means.

[ she steps aside. ] My bad. Again.

[dissonates]

[There is the briefest pause as if he's about to say something, followed by another dismissive gesture as he turns away and heads back down the path he'd originally been following.

What a strange girl.]