lucetilogs | 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

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[He sighs. This man has been nothing but trouble. As powerful as he may be, Jade can't quite make use of such a loose cannon. Or can he?]

Oh? Why don't you share this this 'own way' of yours? I'd like to be enlightened regarding your strategies of choice.

Doing things by myself. There's plenty of those ingrates left around and I've still got a bone to pick with them.

[Suggesting he's going to go out and fight cultists alone. He's not scared of them and he wants every single one dead before the day is out.]

My, my. Such big words. You can feel free to throw a tantrum as you like, but your own scattered efforts won't be helping us to keep the Cultists from getting to their bomb. So, you may as well prepare for your party to have an ending that is as abrupt as it is unsightly. Not to mention permanent. [This guy's strong, but going off on his own, he'll only fulfill the same effect as the distraction team, and there are already enough people to perform that. This man's skill seems best suited for airship combat.]

[He turns his full gaze on Jade now.]

How dare you speak to me like that. Continue to run your mouth and I'll be adding you to the pile of dead bodies. Afraid your little task force isn't enough to do the job? Coming to Vegeta to ask him for help, is that it?

[Jade gives a cheery smile.]

I have to commend on your imposing words. Perhaps I should leave you to your own devices in that case. However, I'd like to correct you on one matter: I wouldn't qualify those whom I'm trying to command as a task force. Rather, they're the scattered men, women and children of Luceti who have no choice but to fight. I wonder how they'll fare against those airships without you.

Ah, but I'm supposed to stop running off my mouth, aren't I? My apologies. Feel free to add me to the pile of dead bodies when you see fit, and I'm sure that my so-called task force will be joining me soon enough.

[His voice is snide and condescending.]

A "commander" with no faith in his underlings. You make it sound like you're all just running off to die. As if none of them are trained fighters at all. [He knows that's not true. Plenty of them are seasoned fighters in their own right, he's seen them in the Battle Dome, and on the last draft.]

They'll do just fine without me. Besides. [He points a finger.] I don't take orders.

[Jade just remains aloof.]

Oh? Excuse me if I sounded too morbid. I may have simply been reflecting your own indifference towards their fates. It's true that I have a number of trained fighters under my command, but many of them are not used to warfare, and there's a number of those who are not truly used to combat at all. Perhaps a number of them will do just fine without you. Perhaps a number of them will only survive with someone such as your power.

It's truly a shame, Mr. Vegeta. [He adjusts his glasses.] I can't order you around as I please. And I imagine you wouldn't answer to vague directions either?

[He understands Jade's message loud and clear. He knows that they'll need help, all the help they can get. Even he needs help in this place, even if he doesn't like to admit it.]

If they're going to go out and fight, they should be strong enough to take care of themselves. If not, then they should just stay here and leave the fighting to the real warriors. [It pisses him off, and it shows.]

[Now he lets himself get a bit more serious in addressing Vegeta. This man definitely was troublesome, stubborn enough to rival Asch.]

We don't have enough "real warriors" for that to be an option. Not against the sheer numbers of the Cultists who are zeroing in on the bomb's location.

Do you happen to recall what will happen if we're unable to keep that bomb out of the Third Party's hands?

Edited 2014-05-30 19:26 (UTC)

[He stays silent for a moment, the memory painfully fresh in his mind. His head turns to the side, angry that he's even considering for one second to do what Jade's asking of him.]

I remember it just fine, thanks. [His hand clenches, tight enough that his knuckles are as white as the gloves he's wearing around them.]

I see. Then it shouldn't matter who's taking orders from who. What does matter is that we need a truly concentrated and unified effort to ensure that there's no chance of that bomb going off again. [He softly adjusts his glasses.] There will be plenty of chances for aimless destruction after this crisis has been dealt with.

Listen. You best make sure no one gets in my way. If they get killed because they were dumb enough to be somewhere they weren't supposed to be, then it's not my problem. [He's blowing off a lot of steam.]

Got it?

[And now the cheery smile's back, and he lays on an air of servitude.]

As you wish, Mr. Vegeta. We'll keep everything to your exact specifications. Will that be all?

[He growls at Jade, for that smile.]

Yes, you can wipe that smile off your face. [And then he grumbles a little bit, jerking his head to the side in annoyance.]

Certainly, Mr. Vegeta. [And he switches to a more neutral looking face.] Do try to enjoy yourself out there.

[He turns his mouth up, still irritated even though Jade's done just as he asked. He turns, stomping off in the direction of the nearest exit to go out and do what he said he'd do- destroy the airships.

But he tells himself he won't be out there long, and that he won't waste his time if the others can handle it just fine. Though he'll soon find out how correct Jade really is.]

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