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

[disastergirl]

[Her hands withdrew in surprise for a moment, even though it was only a little bit. Was putting her hands over his ears really so startling? ...Well, whatever. Even with that reaction, it was more important to keep those sounds out for the time being.

The only downside was that she could feel her own face turning red at such an intense stare.]

What? Don't keep trailing off like that.

[ofwesternwinds]

[The warmth was nice - it felt nice, and suddenly it made drowning out those screams all the more easier. Or all the more harder, considering they've been replaced with a flood of his own scattered thoughts. Okay, Rudy, breathe...]

W-Well. There's something I want to...

["Tell you."]

... talk to you about. When we get back.

[disastergirl]

No fair, you've already made me all curious. [It was hard to be jovial, considering everything that had happened. That couldn't be helped, but he still seemed so tense. She wasn't even sure she was helping that much.]

I'll wait if you go back and try to rest soon. How's that?

[ofwesternwinds]

[Rudy closes his eyes, trying to clear his thoughts. Trying to relax, control his breathing. If he lost control of himself, there's no saying what would happen to that seal placed on him.

Raising his hands, he gently places them over hers. Maybe... it'd help drown the voices out even more. Or maybe he just liked that warm feeling. For now, he's focusing on clearing his mind and concentrating on taking slow breaths. When he responds, eyes still closed, his voice is calm.]

... Deal.

[He'd tell her now, but... now wasn't the best time. Now definitely was not a good time, considering they were in the middle of a battlefield. Or maybe-- maybe he just lost his nerve, like always. He was never good at giving straightforward answers, after all. Especially in front of Jane.]

[disastergirl]

... [He seemed to have calmed down. The voices has really stressed him out, hadn't they? It wasn't terribly surprising, considering his usual softhearted nature, but it wasn't the sort of thing she wanted to see either. The real surprising part was remembering this was far from the first serious conversation they had ever had.]

Feeling a little better? [Her voice was soft. Almost quiet, even. Her heart was in the right place, even if it only occurred to her that he might not be able to hear her with his ears covered after the fact.

It also occurred to her that she really, really didn't want anyone to stumble upon them when they were already this close, so she took the chance his closed eyes gave her and took a quick glance around to see if anyone was watching them.]