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

[cajunspice]

[Remy was hesitant to leave her so soon, not sure if she could pull it off once her need to follow orders had faded.]

Tell ya what, I ain't in 'ny hurry, let's see what two mutants can do 'gainst these losers 'gether. [Several cards appeared in his hand as he started back towards the battle field.

'mpress me, Wands. Lets see what ya got.

[maximoff_girl]

[Well that's just nice of him. Don't think it goes unnoticed, either, Remy. She gives him a brief, grateful smile, happy to have his tone so casual, so optimistic. That was RIGHT. The two of them were bad-ass mutants; the coolest thing to be in the area. And they were going to kick ass.

Moving out of their hiding-ish spot, she lights up as she walks, fingers twitching through the air, like a spider testing it's web or a librarian flipping through a card catalog. It takes no time at all for a cultist to spot her, once out in the open again, but as he charges her, Wanda's shoulders tense up.

Attack. She is supposed to attack now. Hurt him. Before he can hurt her friends.

Her arms move almost of their own accord, wrapping and pulling the magic necessary to stop him.

Permanently.

A bolt of lighting crackles through the air, stabbing into the cultist, traveling through his body and jumping to other nearby points before snapping to the ground. It only lasts for about three seconds, but when it's over, the target falls down, steaming ever so slightly, and dead.

She glances over instantly to Remy for approval. This is ok, right? Killing people- that's ok?! .... Right?]

[cajunspice]

[Remy wondered how hot hell was, and if he could take some fire retardant clothing. After this he was sure he was going to find out. Christ, getting a kid to kill... that's a low for him, but it was better than seeing her get killed. As Wanda looked back at him, Remy forced a smile and a nod of his head as he swung into action, cards out, charged, and flung towards their targets.]

[maximoff_girl]

[Right. Gambit does it. Her Father had always insinuated that she would have to kill, some day, for their cause.

This was just jumping the gun a little. Killing for her friends.

And that made it ok.

She let out a breath she didn't realize had been holding, and gave a little nod to herself.

Billy. Tommy. Kurt. Remy. Scott. Rogue. Eleanor. Teddy. Kate. Bulla.

She fixes these faces, and others, in her head, as she lights up again. She was GOING to keep her friends safe. No matter what. ]