TERRACE Draft - Day 1

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: Arrival at TERRACE
When: The first day, from 8AM to the wee hours of the night
Where: TERRACE!
Summary: Information post here
Rating: Varies on thread, please mark explicit material.

This post covers the first day, before the attack. Remember, characters here are not expecting an attack and are under the impression they will be going to Region 1 to fight. During this day, draftees will be restricted to T6 and T7 and not permitted access to other areas.

Be sure to tag this post appropriately: [canon] character name

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[universal_charm]

Yeah, I know, but I'm a captain. Captains shouldn't be nervous - at least, shouldn't look it. If you're nervous, then your crew is more nervous and it just escalates.

[universal_charm]

Yeah... yeah maybe. Ugh, crap, last time I felt like this I had drunk a bit to much vodka...

[theboywiththebook]

You use magic?

[He's a little hesitant, if not somewhat nervous to ask. He's be getting used to people using magic here. But, it didn't mean he agreed much with it.

His focus instantly goes to the bags however. Not going to pay much attention to the magic part.]

Do you want me to help give them out?

[spohkh]

[Spock sat back in his chair and regarded the blue man.

He realized he needed to calm down.]

I see.

I suppose I must apologize for my questions... There is no way that a single conversation with you would satisfy my curiosity on the matter.

[complicatedliar]

"Not a cure, I'm afraid. Healing has never been my talent." A flick of magic and he put the shield on himself. He moved over to crouch in front of her, then reached out to cup her cheek with one hand. "Best I can do, I'm afraid." Loki leaned forward to press a kiss on her forehead, seeking to draw off a bit of her pain as he had once before.

He wondered if she realized how strange it was for him to do that; it wasn't something he'd even consider doing for anyone else. It was far too personal.

[fleurdesel]

She can hear words- rationalize somewhere in the back of her mind that yes, someone is talking to her, but she can't make sense of it past the gibbering, shuddering panic.

[complicatedliar]

I imagine nothing nearly that fun will happen here. Come along. [He's ready to put an arm around Kirk's shoulders if he needs it.]

[fleurdesel]

"If I spend less time sewing people back together I'll have more time to bother you." Banter. Banter would be good. It'd be normal and not whatever that shuddering mess she'd been was.

"Mine used to steal my chair if I left it to fetch tea. Luminair and Maggir have taken over that in the time I've lived here."

[wildbluevagner]

[Kurt did manage to notice her absence - and eventually he finds her at the armory. There's a bit of an anxiousness in his movements, but a light smile at seeing Rogue.]

Hey - there you are.

[touchofrogue]

Her eyes widened as she felt some of her pain lessen. Any bit of relief was welcome, but she hadn't expected him to do this. She knew what it meant, that he was taking a bit of her pain into himself and the intimacy of that was something she was still uncomfortable with - but there was a part of her that was just too glad her pain had eased to care.

Rogue caught his hand with hers and entwined their fingers, her other hand coming to his cheek to encourage him to ease away. "I didn't mean for you ta do that," she whispered. It was supposed to be a joke, not an actual request, not something for him to hurt himself about.

[reminded]

[Layton makes no comment about the quick grab, but takes interest in the man's obvious familiarity with the gels.]

Aselia, Auldrant, or Ephinea?

[heartofthematter]

[Seeeniooor seeenioooor Diamond's just going to pop his head up to the top bunk and make the small talk. Forget your fancy cell-phone Dex.]

I can't sleep. [You are now in charge of one child. Sorry.]

[wildbluevagner]

[Yes, Kurt makes sure to force his look on Loki's face, fighting horrible curiosity. Oh god he's showering next to him. He gives a nervous laugh.]

Um - yeah. Perfectly well! Everything's where it should be! [Oh god what am I saying.]

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue glances over her shoulder at him, before getting back to looking down the barrel of the gun she's holding.]

Hey, yourself. Gettin' used to the air up here?

[universal_charm]

_{[ He leans against him gratefully and follows, trying to look around as they walk. ]}

I have to admit... I wasn't expecting this.

[complicatedliar]

"If you expected it of me, I would not have done it," he said, giving her a crooked smile. He tugged her hand up to his lips and kissed her fingers. "This isn't what I sought you out for, though, my lady. I've a present for you."

Loki

[deathsdoctor]

Law's seemingly in the middle of a three ring circus given all the draftees coming for this injection or that med kit. Not only Lucetians, there are draftees from the other enclosures coming to talk to him and a few MSF.

War, after all, involves considerably logistics, and while he was certainly sitting on whatever strategy meetings were going on, his main responsibilities was seeing that things were organized and stayed on track in regards for supplies and other necessities for the base camp and hospital tents for the moment. Others were helping (a man certainly couldn't do this job alone) but he generally handled the MSF. Some of them knew him reasonably well from missions, and he knew them just as well. Made them easier to handle that way.

Finally one of the Malnosso (Novice Fraser) approached the pirate and handed him a stack of paper cards. Law nodded, thanked him, and when the man with the funny accent left, Law approached Loki, careful to make sure the god could read his lips.

"Here. I have something for you that you might find useful."

A Vivre card.

[complicatedliar]

[Such an innocent look from Loki. But inside, he's smirking. You know it.]

I should hope so. And in good shape?

[complicatedliar]

I didn't think this was a normal mortal reaction to altitude, myself.

[touchofrogue]

"Contrary," she chided softly, giving him a small smile that widened briefly when he kissed her gloved fingers. Curiosity then took her over, "A present? What is it?"

It was a strange time and place for a present, though Rogue had recently asked him for something. Well. Told him to make something. She was assuming, now, that it might be something to help on the draft or... something to remember him by or... something along those lines.

[complicatedliar]

"I know." He grinned.

Loki loosed his fingers from hers and produced a little black velvet jewelry box between his hands, then offered it to her.

[falenandawn]

[It's a bit odd to be approached as he's slowly making his way to find a doctor, true, but he figures that the man's words are correct enough if it had drawn him over. The smirk is noted, but as odd as it is, it's not enough reason to ignore the man.]

I seem to have come down with quite the migraine. Hopefully the infirmary will have something that will help it before we depart.

[complicatedliar]

"I'll ask Lady Rapunzel to teach you to knit," he said. No one could say no to Rapunzel.

"Sif doesn't tend to do that... she just rides on my shoulder when I'm off to fetch something."

[wildbluevagner]

Well, I mean, of course you ar - but, no! That's not what I meant. I meant, for me. I'm in - I'm fine! [He gestures with his hands while his tail scrubs a bar of soap across his shoulder.]

[wildbluevagner]

Yeah... just been a bit of an adjustment. [Just without the whole shift affliction part. He's been able to focus more on the freedom of his teleporting being uninhibited. Of course, the joy that came with that was stifled by the occasional reminders of why they were here - small, simple things like his sister looking down a gun.]

How about you?