Zompania Draft - Draftees only, days 1-3.5

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: This is your death. Followed by your time-traveling life and desperate bomb hunting.
When: From May 22 to May 20 to early May 23 (days 1-4)
Where: Zompania
Summary: Information post here
Rating: Varies on thread, please mark explicit material.

This post is for the draftee-only portion of the Zompania draft--the day 3 death, time travel to day 1, and then the events until the arrival of the reinforcements. Be sure to use the above info post for any plotting needs you might have. Enjoy!

Please note that there is a specific top-level comment thread for:

• The day 3 arrival of the draftees and the 6 hours that follow until the bomb is dropped
  
• Death--This thread can be treated as REFERENCE ONLY. Responding to it isn't necessary.
  
• Threads prior to departing for Zompania--post resurrection freak outs, arguments over how to proceed, etc.

All other threading, from day 1 until the reinforcements arrive, should be conducted as normal.

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

Comments

I love that he has an attack called Indignation that's amazing

[complicatedliar]

[Loki's an experienced enough warrior to have the measure of a battle, and he can tell that this one is particularly bad. It behooves him to help his fellow draftees out, then, since he'd much rather stay alive when you come down to first principles.

So when he spies Jade up against an Elite, he'll take a moment to help out. He appears from seemingly nowhere, burying one dagger in the Elite's back and managing to slip a knife point through the armor of its wing to score at least a small hit before being flung away.]

It really is beautiful

[yourfononsarewhack]

[It's a tough battle, even for Jade. His glasses lay shattered in the mud, near the fallen forms of some MSF soldiers whom the Eltie had made quick work of. It's fortunate for him that he does not need his glasses for his eyesight to be sharp.

It is difficult to make out whoever it is who helped him, but Jade certainly appreciates the backup. The Elite isn't much winded, but it's enough for Jade to come at him with a second wind. He manages to get a quick jab at the chest with his spear, but the Cultist is soon parrying him back with his own blade.]

[complicatedliar]

[Loki rolls with the hit, sending up a plume of mud as he hits. Even as he scrambles to his feet, he casts three illusions in quick succession: one of himself, running in from the side to attack the elite, one of Jade, as if he'd just slipped to the side in a risky maneuver to try to gain an advantage, and a third to make Jade and himself temporarily invisible.

Hopefully the man will use the brief distraction appropriately. Loki moves back in toward the Elite, throwing a knife at his leg. A wound there will certainly slow their opponent down.]

[yourfononsarewhack]

[It takes him just a moment to process what had happened, as he's not used to illusion-based abilities. He seems to be invisible at the moment, and his new ally seems to be doing a good job of keeping him busy and also slowing the enemy down. Jade takes the moment to step back several yards as he prepares one of his Mystic Artes.

A glowing glyph forms beneath his feet as he prepares the move. And it shall only be even more powerful due to his glasses having been a limiter on his fonic ability.]

[complicatedliar]

[Loki senses a shift in the energies of some sort, but it's not something he's at all familiar with. Well, hopefully his temporary battle partner will see fit to warn him if anything overly explosive is about to happen.

Loki continues to shield the man from sight, keeping two other illusions to harry the Elite. He jumps back into the fray himself, managing to strike with one dagger and slip it through the Elite's armor, into his side. Not a mortal blow, but something useful at least. He parries the next blow with the dagger in his other hand, and it's a mighty enough one to knock him back, almost costing him his grip, pain shooting up his arm.

But that's fine. He'll take the distance. He doesn't want to clinch with the enemy.]