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Zompania Draft - Draftees only, days 1-3.5
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:
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
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
[Day 2 - Altar]
[No Kipinn to carry his voice; instead he says it steadily, calmly and trusts she will read his lips if she doesn't hear. Too calmly, too serenely maybe, for all his eyes still burn that inhuman blue.
But in a city full of monsters and terrible inhuman things, perhaps that's the only way to keep some thread of sane humanity; by locking it tightly away until it can safely breathe.
Because while Ginia beholds the Surgeon of Death, she does not behold a man taken quite yet by madness.]
[Day 2 - Altar]
Her hands lower and she glances around before she approaches him, stepping neatly over bodies, boots crunching through glass. In a city full of monsters, one might need to be a monster to survive. Ginia has no illusions she'll walk out unscathed.
She takes out a notepad and pen and writes out a message, holding it up for Law to read once she's closed enough.]
I was going to offer to help but it looked like you had it covered.
[A bad joke and a smile, sometimes it's all you can give. Because what do you really say after seeing a person go on a massacre by himself?]
[Day 2 - Altar]
Next time. Next time.
[Smiling is right out - the ones he can give only slice like razors or freeze to the bone. He doesn't feel capable of warmth, not after everything - or much emotion at all. He's just capable of calm as he approaches and looks to the nearest piece of shadow that would do the job of concealing them as well as provide quick access to a couple escape routes.
It's too open here. And while this was quick, Room's not exactly invisible either.
The blue energy fades away but he does not sheath his sword.]
[Day 2 - Altar]
Ginia considers the escape routes and safe areas behind him then turns to consider the ones behind her. Patrol missing from the sky, things far too still around here, it's a matter of time before something comes down on them.
She draws her machete and nods at Law. Lead the way.]
[Day 2 - Altar]
Obviously the bomb isn't here. There's no underground tunnels to search and the buildings in this area have failed to turn up anything in that department.
Disappointing. The area around the altar had been a priority. More than one person had been hoping that the Cultists were keeping things relatively together.
He ducks into a shop after tilting his head slightly. It's empty and it exits into a dark side street shaded by trees and housing. A bike lies discarded in the middle of the street, a few trash cans are tipped over, but otherwise it's the picture of suburbia... abet one tipped to the side and stained by the carnage they just left.]
[Day 2 - Altar]
And yet if she ended up here, she'd be just another body in a pile.
Ginia follows after Law, steps light and quiet as they move along, always panning the area around them and ahead for signs of other soldiers. When they reach a place of quasi-safety, Ginia swings her pack around and pulls out a bottle of water to offer Law.]
[Day 2 - Altar]
Thank you.
[He leans back against the wall of the shelter they've, for the moment, settled in. It's a house's covered patio fenced in by short brick walls with flower pots lining the top. The blooms are still bright and vibrant - pansies and marigolds and lobelia his mind notes - and they look untouched. No smashed terracota on the ground. The grounds are similarly immaculate except for the blood splatted along the walk and smeared along the glass of one open sliding door.
Things happened fast here. Very fast.]
[Day 2 - Altar]
Didn't matter anymore. They were all dead. Nothing to do for the dead, just focus on the living.
(It still bothers her. Last time she was at a house like this, it was her own and there were shattered windows and bullet holes in the wall.)
Ginia sighs, glances over at Law, then reaches for her notepad.]
dismembered bodies, no blood. How did you do that?
[Day 2 - Altar]
A vague sense of discomfort hangs in the air as he considers. He doesn't terribly like talking about his abilities, explaining them. For people like Perona and himself, one of their advantages was that the way their powers operated were cloaked in mystery here. Secrets that they jealously guarded.
Secrets that were being exposed on this draft due to necessity.]
When I'm using my abilities, I have the power to cut... cleanly. Cause no actual harm. [He looks to the side even as the tone is clinical. This explanation is never fun with a villager.] Just cut and separated.
[The wings are the obvious exception to this. Of the dismembered bodies, all had had their wings sliced off, and many it was just the wings.]
[Day 2 - Altar]
Effective. Efficient. Practical.]
I imagine it's useful in surgery too
[Day 2 - Altar]
It's better than killing them. What he does can be reversed without physical mark and simply too.
Better to send his enemies back to their families with mental trauma than deprive them of their loved ones altogether. It's a cruel mercy, but it is a mercy nevertheless.]
It is.
[Here, he's far more a killer. Swift. But there's no room for mercy here; not with these enemies.]
[Day 2 - Altar]
But as she's still on the battlefield, she can't spend time on those thoughts. He's an ally and right now they need power to get through.]
Glad I'm on your good side. I'll keep that in mind if I need something removed.