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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[widows_kiss]

She looks a little surprised by his offer, but gives him a grin and inclines her head in agreement. "I could eat. I suppose we should take advantage of what comforts we have at the moment. We could be living a little rough for a while."

[rather_be_surfing]

"No doubt."

Derek stands, offering Natasha an arm and giving her a wink.

"Let's go see what today's poison is."

[widows_kiss]

"Careful what you ask for," she laughs as she stands and tucks her arm in his. "I've already heard of one person turning green today. I wouldn't put anything past them at this point."

[rather_be_surfing]

"Did the color at least match their eyes?"

It's a bad joke, but he's trying to keep things light. He'll lead her towards the mess hall.

[widows_kiss]

She snickers, still relaxed and easy at his side, because she's okay with keeping things light. She expects everything to turn more tense and serious tomorrow and she'll take her fun where she can get it.

"If you asked him...? Nah, he'd probably still say no."

[rather_be_surfing]

"But I'm guessing you'd say yes?"

It's not a far walk from the mess hall, so Derek takes his time a little. He was of the same mind as Natasha. No point in rushing right now; they'd have more than their fill of that later.

[widows_kiss]

"Since I didn't actually see him when he was green? I can't really say," she chuckles, flicking a glance sideways at him. "Who knows, though. I've encountered a person here or there that can pull it off."

[rather_be_surfing]

"I think I'll stick with standard human color, thanks. Got the hair dyed once as a kid, that was as close as I want to get."

He can smell the food now.

Which...smells like standard mess hall fare. Yum.

"I'd offer to show you a seat and get your plate for you, but I have a feeling we all have to get our own."

[widows_kiss]

"You? With green hair?" Natasha snickers at that, glancing up to eye him intently a moment, as if trying to picture it. "That must have been a sight."

Food is food in this situation, and she's more relieved that they're being so well supplied, despite everything. Her lips quirk as she shrugs. " Probably. I don't mind. Thank you for the offer, though. Very gentlemanly of you."

[rather_be_surfing]

"Light purple, actually. It was a dare. And well, high school." He shrugs. Teenagers and the life choices they make. "The girlfriend seemed to like it, though."

He chuckles a little.

"Honestly, my grandmother would probably rise from her grave and kick my ass if I didn't behave myself. So, there you go. You have my fear of her to thank."

They're at the line now, and Derek does hand Natasha a tray before taking his own.

[widows_kiss]

She laughs, because of course it was purple. "Now that's an amusing mental image."

Natasha takes the tray he offers her with a faint smile. "She sounds quite fearsome."

[rather_be_surfing]

He grins, his affection for the woman apparent. "Of course she was; she was from Sicily. You don't mess with that."

He gives the food a quick glance; he's definitely seen worse, but he's pretty sure he'll just be eating this stuff to eat.

[widows_kiss]

She returns his grin. "Well, that explains everything then. Even I'm not that reckless."

[rather_be_surfing]

He chuckles, "Yeah. Pretty sure there are few people who would be...not even among the insane."

He gives the line one more look.

"So would it be more gentlemanly to let you go first, or risk my own life so you know what not to get?"

[widows_kiss]

Natasha looks amused and gives him a playful nudge in front of her. "I'll forgive you this time. Besides, I can hear your stomach growling from here. And army food hasn't killed me yet. Hopefully my luck holds."