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

[revolutionarygirl]

[When Utena wakes, the only energy she can muster is sitting up before staring down at her lap. Did that... really happen? Or was it just a nightmare?

She holds herself tightly, fingers digging into her arms a little. No, that definitely happened. She had died. Everyone had died. She had failed everyone. And her death hadn't even been peaceful--it was painful, horrifying, uncomfortable, unbearably hot.

They were all brought back. That's how death works here and she knows it, but Utena can't stop the nagging little voice in the back of her head that tells her that it doesn't work that way--"there's no such thing as something eternal." She can't get her brain to shut up.

She tries to steady her breath, but it's difficult. It's so difficult. A prince... shouldn't act like this. A prince should face this sort of thing head on, for the sake of others.

But she's scared. She's so scared and frightened and confused, and in the back of her head she vaguely remembers that she's felt like this before for a different reason. A reason that feels like a lifetime ago...

She clutches her head before a few tears slip from her eyes.]