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TERRACE Draft - Remaining Days

Who: All Draftees
What: All hell breaks loose
When: From the 27th to the 1st.
Where: TERRACE!
Summary: Information post here
Rating: Varies on thread, please mark explicit material.

This post covers the second to sixth day! Be sure to check the info post on the timeline to know what's up. At 2AM on the 27th, the attack will break out while most people are sleeping. Be sure to use the above info post for any plotting needs you might have. Enjoy!

Some random NPC quotes about the island itself.

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

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"Personally, I think being a big superhero's overrated," she countered, sending off one last volley, taking down the last of the cultists with him. "That just means there's more people out trying to destroy you."

She watched him finish off the last two with calculated ease, giving a low whistle at the movement. She folded her bow and tucked it away, propping her hands on her hips as she regarded him steadily.

"Looks like we are."

Sokka moved to the side of the building and sat down, dangling his feet over the edge. He paid no mind to the corpses they'd left behind, but instead took the time to clean his blade.

"Well in this world, there's the same amount of people trying to kill you no matter what. So that should make you feel better."

"Oh, tons."

She rolls her eyes and after a moment of hesitation, moves to drop down beside him. She checked her quiver, counting her arrows, but she had enough of a supply with her, and more back in her supplies for later. Although if this attack ran longer than a few days, she was going to be in trouble.

She shot him a sideways look. "Are there people trying to kill you frequently?"

"You mean back home? Not so much now. During the war, it was kind of a regular thing."

But he'd hardly gotten used to the idea of a peaceful world when he came to Luceti.

"You came from a war back home, too?" Well that had to suck.

"A hundred year war. Which, obviously, I wasn't around for most of." But he lived with the effects of it. And they did indeed suck.

"Long time," she mused, kicking one foot against the side of the building as she folded her bow up once more. "What about? Land? Power? Politics? Someone looked at someone funny?"

"Power. The Fire Lord decided to rule the entire world. As it turned out, the rest of us happened to be already living there."

"I suppose that could crimp his plans," she drawled in return, glancing over now to study him curiously. "Sounds like a pleasant guy. The Fire Lord. Is that how you got so good with your boomerangs?"

"Nah, that's just from being a hunter. I was already good with my boomerang before I got involved in the war." Though it'd be a lie to say he didn't spend so much time practicing in anticipation of getting to use it on firebenders.

"So did you stop him then? This Fire Lord of yours?" she asked, still watching him with interest.

"Yeah. Not me personally, though I did play a vital role. But the war is over, he's in prison, and we're in Happily Ever After mode."

"Must be nice," she scoffed, watching the streets below them for any signs of further movements. "Where I come from, we've got way too many bad guys to hit that point any time soon. If ever."

"You've got plenty of other heroes though, right?" She seemed the superhero type, after all. Like Batman.

"Yeah, there's a whole League of 'em," she answered with a shrug. "That doesn't mean there's not enough villains to keep everyone's hands full. And sometimes it's like... just when you think you've plugged a leak somewhere, a new one shows up where you weren't looking."

"Sounds like chores at home. No matter how many times you do the dishes, they always come back."

"Yeah, but when was the last time your meal started shooting at you or trying to take over the world?"

"Well, sometimes when I have a really weird dream..." Although he trailed off at that quip. It reminded him of the wrongness that was his nights lately.

He never dreamed.

Artemis caught the strange pause and shot him a curious look. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He stood up again. "We should regroup with everyone else. I want to see if there's any news about the situation yet."

"Alright. An update would probably be useful," she agreed mildly, pushing to her feet as well, although her curious expression lingered. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine. But if you want to have a heartfelt moment where I cry on your shoulder, we can schedule a time for it back in Luceti."

Artemis snorted at that, rolling her eyes at him. "Please. Like I want you snotting all over my clothes," she retorted as she headed for the opposite side of the roof where the way down was more manageable. She paused before hopping down, glancing back at him.

"But if something is wrong... Well. I don't mind listening, is all. You've helped me a lot, you know." Then, just in case he started getting the wrong idea, she stuck her tongue out at him.

"But you're still a jerk," she informed him cheerfully, then vaulted over the edge of the roof to drop down to the ground below.

He considered a witty comeback, but then decided that, yeah, she was right. He basically was a jerk. He shrugged and then followed after her back to the camp.

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