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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:

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

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[Jade himself isn't above relying on levity in times of stress. He'll pick his time to be truly serious. At the moment, he taps his chin with his free hand.]

At the moment, I may have such a lead. I could use an extra hand in properly exploiting it.

[Cliff lifted his brows in curiosity when he heard that bit of information.]

Oh, really? [He cast a quick, brief glance over in Ion's direction to make certain that his student was going to be alright for a short while before he continued.] What sorta help are ya lookin' for? I might be able to give ya a hand.

I'd rather not indulge in an explanation at the moment. If you come with me, you'll understand soon enough.

[Cliff eyed the man curiously for a brief second, wondering about what the secrecy was all about, before he nodded and moved to join Jade.]

Sure, no prob.

Right this way, then. [And so he'll quietly lead Jade towards a run-down item shop, keeping a wary eye out for any Cultists; at least the brunt of their forces seemed to be focused elsewhere at the moment. Jade still seemed to be in a hurry to reach the shop.] As always, time is of the essence.

[Cliff kept up the pace with his long legged stride, and for once he actually made a conscious effort to muffle his footsteps out of respect for the Colonel and whatever he was working on.]

Heh. No kiddin'. [He snorted softly, his tone edging toward bitterness for a moment.] I hope someone out there's found our lead, or else we're gonna have to hope that our friend can work that trick a second time.

I doubt that there can be a second time. But there can be a lead. [He pushes the door open and will lead Cliff towards the back room.

That's were a Cultist is severely bound, with his wings spread out forcibly through ropes bound to the ceiling.]

Ah, he's still here.

[Cliff stopped in the doorway and stared at the Cultist, his surprise evident in his stance and demeanor.]

...I'd ask you how you managed this, but I don't think I wanna know the anwer.

It's a surprisingly dull story. In short, a little persistence goes a long way.

Now, here's the question: is there anything useful we can get out of a member of the Third Party? [He asks as if it were a question being presented to a classroom.]

[Cliff grinned slyly at the question.]

Gee, I dunno. Depends on how much he'll share with the classroom.

[He pointedly cracked his knuckles, already interested in what this encounter would bring.]

Would you like to have the honors of trying first? [He smirked and motioned for Cliff to approach the Cultist, who thus far just silently watched them, probably trying to conserve his strength in the even of an opening rising.]

[An opening wouldn't arise, not so long as Cliff was around to keep the peace-- by force if necesary-- in the event that something happened. He glanced over at Jade, curious.]

How 'bout I follow your lead? I'm more used to being on the other side of this kinda situation, unfortunately.

[He shakes his head.]

If you insist... I suppose that it's time for the elderly to provide an example.

[And he steps up to the Cultist now, grinning maliciously.]

Hello there. You must have been very patient while I was gone. But please don't worry. I've returned with a friend, and we're going to have a nice chat. Don't you like that idea?

[The Cultist just stares, eyes flitting between the two Lucetians, with nothing but pure hatred expressed in his eyes.]

[If Jade was an old man, then Cliff was as well. Ah, the joy of being adults in a world of kids...

He too stepped forward, but his grin was a little more good natured.]

What do ya know-- it looks like he does! But, he seems a little shy...

[He cast Jade a look.]

What do you wanna do, Professor? You do need to participate in this class.

[Jade would have said that even if Cliff was older.

He strokes his chin in mock-thought.]

My, my. This is very concerning. We can't have any of that.

Perhaps the value of participation can best be shown through a demonstration. [He motions towards the Cultist.]

Cliff, I believe that you can hit harder than me.

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[He could see how this was going to go already, and the combined details of what he knew of general psychology and his own experiences were already giving him a bad feeling about all of this.

Rough interrogations he could go with, for a while, but he knew that it was no guarantee that they would learn anything.]

Well, since you insist...

[Shrugging, he nonchalantly stepped foward....and slammed a fist hard into the Cultist's gut. It was plenty hard enough to make any normal Earthling drop to their knees.]

[Jade takes careful note of Cliff and his power as the Cultist is struck. The enemy is certainly winded, and he staggers as much as his bonds will allow him to. The colonel simply drifts in the background for a moment. Like a a spectre.]

My, that was quite the blow. [The Cultist is still silent beyond some ragged breathing and does little other than glaring.] But not quite enough. Would you like another try?

[Cliff eyed the Cultist as well, noting the wall of silence that lurked behind the gleam of malice in their eyes. Frowning, Cliff cracked his knuckles and cast a look back at Jade.]

I've got a hunch that punches won't cut it on this guy, man.

You may be onto something. [Jade's tone sounds as if he were waiting for Cliff to say that. And he drifts forward like a wraith towards the Cultist.]

I suppose that this is what is to be expected of a Third Party. These Cultists seem to be trained for endurance, after all, so it stands to reason that such light interrogation methods would be ineffective against them.

[He's now directly next to the Cultist, his glasses gleaming as he looks towards the hate-filled eyes.]

We'll simple have to dig deeper. After all, there's some vulnerabilities that just don't quite shed completely no matter how well one is trained.

[He reaches for the Cultist's left wing and grips the feathers tightly.]

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