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

Day 4

[maximoff_girl]

I don't know what to do. [Tears actually start flowing at this point, cutting slow tracks through the dirt and blood on her face. She shouldn't cry, she knows, but she's too tired to care anymore.]

...Tell me to fight, I'll do it. Tell me not to, I'll do that. I just-- I don't know.

Day 4

[wildbluevagner]

I don't want any of us to fight. [He comes nearer again, resting her hand on his shoulders.]

But... I also want you to be free. I want you to be your own person, Wanda. Especially in a place like this... that's how we live with ourselves.

Day 4

[maximoff_girl]

[Curling up into a ball, her face burried behind her knees, behind her arms which hug her legs, trying to make herself as small as possible. Her head shakes 'no' though the gesture is somewhat muted, as constrained as her position is currently.]

I don't know how... I don't know how.

[Her voice is muffled and stretched thin. She's just... done. This is to hard, in too many ways, and something has to give. ]

Day 4

[wildbluevagner]

[And now he drapes his arms over her completely once again.]

You don't have to. Not yet. Right now... You should rest, Wanda. Maybe that's what you need. All these decisions can wait... for after your rest.

Day 4

[maximoff_girl]

[She sniffles in response, as her breathing shifts from 'upset crying' audible to 'passed the hell out' audible. She's finally given up on consciousness, and crashed hard into sleep. Her body at least relaxes somewhat, leaning against him and her knees. She will be grateful later. For now, though: Sleep.]

Day 4

[wildbluevagner]

[He feels her fall asleep in her arms and cradles her for a bit, taking a moment to kiss her forehead. At least she's resting. He'll then just try to find her somewhere relatively comfortable to sleep and drape a blanket over her. He'll make sure this rest remains undisturbed.]