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Luceti Mods ([personal profile] lucetimods) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2013-03-27 05:28 pm

TERRACE Draft - Day 1

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
biliruben: (Goodness!)

[personal profile] biliruben 2013-03-28 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Bil looked up. And then he fell out of his chair. Literally.

The soldiers around him immediately raised their weapons, but he scrambled to his feet and called them off.

"My... my goodness, it's even more amazing than I imagined it to be!"
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-03-28 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
Rapunzel gasped, jumping back at the sight of weapons pointing in her direction. Heart hammering, she took a moment to gather her wits and regain her resolve. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.

"C-come again?"
biliruben: (Oh dear)

[personal profile] biliruben 2013-03-28 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
"I realize this may sound a bit strange, but you must simply allow me to touch your hair. Just a bit. Ah, but perhaps you could unbraid it first?"
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-03-28 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
She blinked.

"...Touch my hair?"

Even in her befuddlement, she reached back to unwind a piece from her braid. She had braided it to be easily accessible - after all, a lasso or rope could become handy. "Why?"
biliruben: (Oh dear)

[personal profile] biliruben 2013-03-28 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
The soldiers behind him looked exasperated, openly rolling their eyes and muttering to each other about their annoying charge. Bil, however, was wide eyed in excitement.

"Ah, I'm afraid this is a bit embarrassing, but blonde hair- I've always found it extraordinary. Golden lengths of silky thread, sprouting from the top of one's head! I am a sympathetic old fool, yes, but I've always wondered what it would be like to be completely covered in blonde hair. But aha, I'm sure you've never had to wonder that at all!"
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-03-28 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Sooo...he liked blonde hair. She did happen to have a lot of it, and while the request was still a bit odd, she held out a long bundle of hair out for him.

"Alright. Here."
biliruben: (Oh dear)

[personal profile] biliruben 2013-03-28 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
Bil held the hair with a mix of reverence and childlike glee. He resisted the urge to bury his face in it. Goodness, this was easily the most exciting moment of his current life.

He breathed out: "... extraordinary."
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-03-28 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Well, at least he seemed happy. Perhaps she'd feel less like she was wasting his time, now.

"I-I was wondering if I could ask you something. About a friend of mine, if it's alright." She didn't pull her hair away, instead leaning against the table intently.
biliruben: (Cheers)

[personal profile] biliruben 2013-03-28 11:49 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. He got to keep holding it. How wonderful. He tightened his fingers around part of it, not pulling it, just seeing how it felt.

"Yes, yes, please, ask away."
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-03-28 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
She took a deep breath and went on. "His name is Rock...Lee." She deliberately separated out the names, instead of rushing them together as she usually did. "He was supposed to meet me yesterday for training, but he didn't show up. He would NEVER miss an appointment like that. I didn't know how to send him a special message on the journal, and I don't know where he lives, but could you tell me..."

She swallowed.

"Could you tell me, has he gone home?"
biliruben: (Terribly unfortunate)

[personal profile] biliruben 2013-03-28 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah. He looked apologetic. Here he had her hair, but not the answer she wanted. "Ah, yes! The enthusiastic fellow! Well, he should be in Luceti, but I'm afraid it's been a week since I've last been over the date in your enclosure."
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-03-29 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh," was her quiet answer. She wished she knew more of Lee's friends so she could ask them, but she didn't know where else to go for answers. If she spent the rest of this draft worrying about whether or not he had been send home...

She would just have to keep her mind elsewhere. She could be helpful here, but she needed to stay sharp. She would.

"Thank you, anyway."
biliruben: (How unfortunate)

[personal profile] biliruben 2013-03-29 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
He patted her hair lovingly. "Don't despair, Rapunzel. If indeed your friend is gone, then it is a victory! You should be happy for him!"
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-03-29 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
She smiled weakly. "You're right," she said. "He'll be happy there. It's much better for him to be home."
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[personal profile] biliruben 2013-03-29 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's the spirit! Before long, you might be off where you belong as well!"
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-03-31 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, yes." More than usual, thoughts of home were quite enticing. But even then, she wasn't ready to go. She didn't want to leave her friends. "W-we'll just have to wait and see, won't we?"
biliruben: (Goodness!)

[personal profile] biliruben 2013-03-31 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes. Exactly. Well, not me, I'll be doing all the hard work to make it happen. But you, you can certainly wait and see!"
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-04-01 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. Um. "Right. Um - I should probably go get ready for tomorrow."
biliruben: (How unfortunate)

[personal profile] biliruben 2013-04-02 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Reluctantly, he let her hair go. "Of course. You have things to do. But ah, please be careful. I'd hate to see anything happen to your hair. Or, ah, you."
gleamed: (☼ it's my birthday;)

[personal profile] gleamed 2013-04-03 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
She offered him a weak, if slightly patronizing smile. "Thank you. I will."