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

[tearmeanewone]

[Calm down?] That's easy for you to say! I was standing in front of the thing that killed us all, watching it count down and not knowing how to stop it until the last second, and now I can't find my husband!

[Though oddly enough, throwing that at Jade does help her to focus and stop babbling. She takes a few breaths and exhales harshly, getting her thoughts back together.]

We removed the 'payload', and Fayt or... or maybe Robert, they're taking it to be fully dismantled. Someone-- Itachi maybe?-- said that Doctor Law could take it apart and be sure it could never be put back together again.

[yourfononsarewhack]

Now that wasn't so hard, was it? [He does try not to sound very condescending, at least.] I'll have to check in with Dr. Law in a short while to make certain that this plan went through as intended. [And he adjusts his glasses, accompanied by a gleam.] First, I believe that we have a wayward husband to track down?

[tearmeanewone]

[He tries, but Elizabeth is on her last few strands of sanity. A fuzzy image of a boxing ring pops up around them, and a bell may have gone off while Elizabeth stares at Jade with a borderline livid expression.]

[Fortunately for him, that disappears when Jade mentions Gai. Elizabeth blinks and tilts her head.] 'We'?

[yourfononsarewhack]

Yes, we. [A light shrug.] Unless you're so confident that you can track him down by yourself?

[tearmeanewone]

[Elizabeth searches Jade's face for a moment, then smiles weakly.] Whatever we saw after we died, it scared every bit of courage I had in me... clean out. Standing in front of the thing that sent me to see it-- being right there-- it nearly stopped my heart there. I don't know which end is up, I don't know where he is and I don't think I can find him alone.

[yourfononsarewhack]

[There's a smirk on Jade's face, but it isn't particularly cruel or mocking. A hint of teasing, perhaps. Otherwise there's some sort of dignity in the way that he faces Elizabeth.]

I doubt that you can, either. In fact, I'm surprised that you've made it this far in such a condition. It would be irresponsible of me to leave you on your own in this search when your ability to look after yourself may be affected. Not to mention that I've lost track of Dr. Law as well, so I'm sure that finding Gai will help me to find him.

[tearmeanewone]

Let's hope. If Gai's not in my view, I prefer him to be in Dr. Law's. Second best thing, honestly. [Elizabeth pulls out her pistol and reloads while they talk.] Do you just need to talk to Law about the payload, or something else?

[yourfononsarewhack]

It's primarily concerning the bomb. So finding either of them could solve both of our concerns at once. [He watches her as she reloads, while he is more or less ready to get going.] Are you ready? We've eliminated a good number of their forces, but they're like cockroaces. There's no telling how many more of them could have arrived recently.

[tearmeanewone]

[Elizabeth nods, trying to keep herself composed despite the images of cultists pouring into the city while she was down in the basement. She clicks the chamber back into the firearm.]

Then we should head to where the fighting is. No doubt the both of them will be there, damn heroes that they are. [She smirks weakly at him.]

[yourfononsarewhack]

[He gives a sarcastic sigh.]

Heroes are so troublesome. [And he gives his spear a whirl.] Let's get moving, then. [It's easy to guess where they should go just from following the loudest-sounding noises of combat. Jade confidently strides in such a direction.]

[tearmeanewone]

Don't have to tell me twice. [Elizabeth walks with purpose alongside Jade, eying his spear curiously after the first few yards are covered.] You don't need something a little more... heavy-hitting than that?

[yourfononsarewhack]

[He smirks and takes a moment to poke at his glasses with his free hand.]

My, so quick to doubt.

I happen to find surgical precision to be much more effective than brute force. And, that aside, I happen to have a number of other skills at my disposal.

[tearmeanewone]

I'm not doubting, I'm just... [She frowns, trying to find the right word.] I've never seen an instance where a spear has done much damage.

What other skills do you have?

[yourfononsarewhack]

There's a first time for everything, Elizabeth. [His glasses gleam.]

Wouldn't you rather that be a surprise? I suppose that they're much like magic, in a sense. [He's resigned by now to all other worlds having no knowledge of fonons.]

[tearmeanewone]

[That glasses gleaming thing is starting to get unnerving. How did he even accomplish that? Did he study light refraction angles in college or something?]

Out here? I'd rather not have any more surprises, thanks. [Irony is terrible-- a cultist leaps out from a second story window, screaming and bearing down on both of them.]

[yourfononsarewhack]

I'm afraid that our surroundings aren't ready to bow to your wishes. [He says that as quickly as he can as he steps back, preparing a quick fonic arte.]

[tearmeanewone]

[Elizabeth is just about at the end of her rope after the bomb disarming. There was a bit more to it than just the disarming, power-related things that weren't pertinent to the overall outcome. But they definitely wore her down.]

[So when this cultist jumps at her, she just points her pistol and starts to empty the chamber. Which would be more effective if she could aim at moving targets better. Jade will have to handle this one.]

[yourfononsarewhack]

[He should have anticipated this from her original condition; he let her confidence in wielding her gun convince him otherwise. Jade takes quick aim, at least a basic fonic arte is quick to process.]

O mighty explosion... Energy blast! [An explosion cuts off the Cultist's acceleration and leaves him winded in midair for the moment.]

Aim carefully!

[tearmeanewone]

[Elizabeth has to blink to make sure she's seeing what she's seeing. But once she realizes that the cultist is floating, it's easy. She's seen Booker do it a million times.]

[She looks down the sight this time and shoots cleanly. When the cultist hits the ground, he's not in any shape to get back up again.]

...so that was your 'magic' then?

[yourfononsarewhack]

[His eyes follow the Cultist's falling form, making sure that it's truly down. This at least proves that Elizabeth is still stable enough to make killing shots. He gives a light smirk.]

That's right. A fonic arte, to be precise. [He advances as he speaks, wasting no time.] But a crude firearm works just as well.

[tearmeanewone]

[That's the second time on this draft that someone's insulted her gun. She frowns as she reloads it.]

We call it 'Bucking Bronco' where I'm from.

[yourfononsarewhack]

You say that as if it's a less crude-sounding name.