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!

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[odastillhatesme.livejournal.com]

... [He searches every surface with the same meticulous eye. It will be close to ten minutes before Sanji removes his hand and steps back from the wall, his mouth set in an even grimmer line than before. He covers it in thought, flipping through his memories and common-sense for a hint.

And he finds nothing. Because the bottom line is he's never been stuck in a cave like this before. His best guess is the worst-case scenario.]

I can't find any water.

[You've lived in the desert your entire life, Vivi. Sanji doesn't have to spell this out for you.]

[alabastajewel]

[Ah. So that's it. She hadn't been thinking that far ahead. Indeed, that could be a big problem, assuming they aren't found soon. Vivi bites her lower lip, silent for a long moment. When she speaks, her voice is falsely bright, though she carefully avoids his gaze.]

I'm sure Lindsay-san will be back soon with help.

[Assuming she escaped the cave-in. And that she doesn't run into more Third Party on her way back to camp. And that she can find this place again in the confusing labyrinth of tunnels. And--]

[Okay, 'sure' is probably a little strong.]

[odastillhatesme.livejournal.com]

[It's soft, but Sanji inhales sharply as if he's been struck, before his breath comes out in a slow whisper.

...]

Maaah, you're right. [And suddenly there's a grin - bordering on wry, perhaps, but all the same, it's as if his previous anxieties have vanished.]

But until then, the best we can do is sit and wait. [And there are so many different spots to choose from: ground, a round rock, some square, jagged ones, and clogs of dirt for variety.]

[alabastajewel]

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