Mission: Burying the Past in Zompania

[lucetimods]

Who: Anyone who volunteered
What: A very special mission that will bring you honor. Or maybe just traumatic memories. Whatever.
When: July 20th - July 24th
Where: Zompania, or what's left of it
Summary: Mission detailed here. There are graves to dig and buildings to raze, and plenty more for the volunteers to stay busy with.
Rating: PG-13 for probable mentions of gore and other sad things

Direct further questions here!

Comments

[musubi]

Well that's clearly sound logic that I could never argue with.

[ledbythewind]

[He chuckles again, but it quickly transforms into coughing due to the stuffiness of the air inside the suit.]

Perhaps you're right about both of us needing to take a break...

[musubi]

Of course I'm right.

I only admit to being wrong sometimes to make things fair.

[ledbythewind]

Of course. How very magnanimous of you.

[He coughs again, grimacing.]

[musubi]

Magnanimous is my middle name - along with several other things, I'm sure.

[He gives Richard a light pat on the back. He can do that in the suit at least.]

[ledbythewind]

Several other things that should not be repeated in polite company?

[He relaxes slightly, leaning into that patting. Now that the adrenaline is wearing off, his desire to get away from the rubble and the destruction is growing at a rapid pace. The sooner they go back, the better.]

[musubi]

Isn't that what middles names are for?

[He chuckles.] I wouldn't know. Haven't had one that I hadn't made up.

[ledbythewind]

Nor have I. Although there was 'Tiger Festival'...

[That one was totally Asbel's fault.]

[musubi]

That's the cat's name now. It's been repurposed.

[ledbythewind]

And I have no complaints there. It really was a terrible name.

[Yet he agreed to be called by it anyway.]

[musubi]

You love it. Don't lie.

[ledbythewind]

It has grown on me over the years...

[musubi]

You always seemed like someone who would give ridiculous nicknames to things.

[ledbythewind]

And yet I still haven't found a suitable one for you.

[Then, his tone softening, betraying a hint of the strain from trying to keep a smile on his face:]

Perhaps that will be my first order of business once we finally return home.

[musubi]

Is that the priority now?

Well. It's good to know I'm so high on the list.