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.

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[frost_jewel]

[Once, on their ragtag journey across the world, one of Mia's friends had made a few silly choices and his punishment was a (mild) case of altitude sickness. As she tries to make her way through the narrow halls of the fortress, Mia thinks this might have been what it was like. If so, she feels much more sympathy now than she did at the time. The worst part was how it faded in and out, waves of nausea and a strange limp moving in and out like the ocean.

Lying on one of the too-crowded-in bunks doesn't help, and Mia doubts a trip to find food will do her much good either. A shower in this place is out of the question. Occasionally the feeling is intense enough to stop her cold - and anyone who sees her in those moments will find her leaning on the wall trying not to huddle - but fades just as fast into nothing.

It's very frustrating. Mia grits her teeth and tries to work around it, looking for her housemates and friends among the other draftees.]

[calmbeforethe]

[Ororo eventually gets to looking for the rest of her housemates - they arrived from separate places, but the list of draftees had concerned her. She finds herself looking for familiar faces and was glad when she finally found one in particular... but why was she huddled against the wall?]

Mia? Are you all right?

[frost_jewel]

[As she can't risk a verbal answer at the moment, Mia shakes her head no in as controlled a way as possible. Is there body language for 'no, but it passes'? She can't think of any.

After a few breaths, though, the nausea breaks and moves away again.]

I don't know what's going on.

[wildbluevagner]

[But while she's trying out her bunk, Kurt teleports right into the one next to hers.]

Hey Mia, what do you say? Bunk buddies?

[frost_jewel]

[Mia has not the strength to cry out or fall off the mattress in surprise. It helps that her eyes are closed; when she speaks, it is with her lips as together as possible.]

That's fine.

[wildbluevagner]

[Now that doesn't sound very fine at all. He slowly leans across the gap between their bed, speaking with a tone full of concern.]

Hey, Mia, are you alright?

[frost_jewel]

I think. I might be airsick. [She has no idea it means something else to him.]

[wildbluevagner]

Airsick? That's a bummer. Is laying down helping?

[frost_jewel]

No. Not at all.

[But it isn't making it worse, either, and if it's real altitude sickness then walking around isn't going to help her unless she can walk herself down a few hundred feet.]

[snikting]

[He knew most of the team was here, so as he made his rounds to spot them all, he located Mia next. Well, damn, she looked to be in a spot. He leaned up against the wall next to her, put out his cigar against the wall (tucking it behind his ear for later), and set a hand on her should.]

You look like hell, Blue. Didn't I tell ya it was against X-Men rules to show up to battles drunk?

[frost_jewel]

[The smell of cigar doesn't help her nausea, which is thankfully starting to fade by the time Logan gets to her.]

I am not drunk. [Perish the thought. She's also grateful for the stability of another person.] I don't...know what this is.

[snikting]

Might be the air gettin' to ya. Gave me a little trouble at first too.

[Of course, that was only for a moment of disorientation. His healing quickly accounted for the change.]

[frost_jewel]

[Yes. She thought of airsickness once, when thinking was easier.]

Maybe. Lying down did not help. [He might appreciate the short clipped sentences. Best not to lose her nonexistent lunch.]

[snikting]

Maybe ya ought to go see the doctors around here. Ain't no shame in a healer going to another one.

[frost_jewel]

[Hm. Mia prefers to trust the doctors she knows, or herself, but her powers didn't do anything to help either. Seeking out one of the others...could take a while. She might not find them at all.]

Do you know how to get there?

because I'm terrible and I had to

[voidseeing]

[Well. Now isn't this particular situation familiar? At least this time it isn't Gai leaning on the wall and trying not to collapse, though, which puts him in a much better mood than he was in said situation last time.

Unfortunately for Mia, he's also just fresh out of the shower and clad only in a towel, and he doesn't seem to give a damn about that fact. At least he's nice enough to go over and check on her, right?]

Should I be asking you if you have a fever?

[frost_jewel]

Yes. [Because, well. He probably should. The humor escapes her completely.] I do not.

[She also cares too much about not being sick to bother caring about the towel. For now.]

[voidseeing]

[He sizes her up for a moment longer, assessing her condition. It's likely either the same sort of Shift affliction he himself was suffering from earlier, or altitude sickness. Either way, just leaning on the wall like that isn't going to help.]

I'll be right back.

[That's all he says before he turns on his heel and walks off; it's only a few moments before he returns with something in his hand and, mirroring what she did to him back on the moon, reaches out with his free hand to sweep her hair away from her neck.]

[frost_jewel]

[To her credit, she was trying to make progress toward something that might help when he ran into her. Thinking he intends to become the help instead, she waits for his return. Manages not to collapse or throw up.

It is a banner day.]

Hmm? [That's the most she wants to risk when he returns.]

[voidseeing]

[She would actually be thinking correctly-- he does owe her, after all, and Gai prefers not to have any outstanding debts if he can help it.

The response to her question will be a cool, damp washcloth being placed on the back of her neck. Even if she doesn't have a fever, it should at least help her feel slightly better, or so he hopes.]

[presumablyalone]

[Mia isn't the only one to be effected by this altitude sickness. Seto can handle high places but nothing like this. The nervousness of being on a draft again after what happened last time he was drafted doesn't help the sickness in any way either. He only managed to keep down a few crackers for dinner before walking around the barracks, looking for Crow or any of his friends.

When he spots a certain blue haired girl, he opens his mouth to call out to her, happy to see her, when she suddenly leans against a wall and he grows worried.]

Mia? Are you all right? [He circles around her, a hand on her arm and a worried look on his face. Never mind that he looks pale and sick himself.]

[frost_jewel]

I'm okay, Seto. It should start going away soon. [She has already sought treatment and whenever it wants to kick in, that would be amazing.] What about you?

[presumablyalone]

Oh, I'm glad. [He tries to smile because he is relieved to hear that she'll be okay soon. Still worried about her condition now but relieved about that nonetheless]

A little dizzy but I'll be okay. [Said with some uncertainty and hope]

[frost_jewel]

Perhaps you have the same Shift sickness I do. [Or just regular heights-based dizziness. Either way.] Would you like me to take you to the doctors here?

[presumablyalone]

I think I might. [Then he shakes his head with a tired smile] N-No, that's okay. I think I just want to sit down for a little...