Arriving at the Facility

[moonlightoutlaw]

Who: All Draftees!
What: Arriving at the dorms
When: As of this morning
Where: The dorm facilities outside the enclosure
Summary: General shenanigans for people inside the dorms.
Rating: PG-13, probably.

Comments

[meanandgreen]

[Raph emerges from the platform with his sentience intact. It's comforting to know his entire being isn't considered some sort of supernatural ability by power-canceling tunnels. But the sterile white hall brings thoughts of doctors and dissection tables, and that's not comforting at all.

He stands in the stark-white emptiness, hands on his sai and posture confident, betrayed only by the cagey look in his eyes, waiting for his brother.]

[i_speak_softly]

[He's still in one piece, he can still think, and he doesn't even feel like he's about to throw up. In sum: he's had worse teleportations.]

[He glances at Raph, then looks down the hallway.] After you.

[meanandgreen]

[Raph walks down the insanely long hallway, reading the names on the doors.]

You really think we can work with these nutjobs?

[i_speak_softly]

[Don reads the names too.] I know a lot of them.

[meanandgreen]

I know of a lotta them. Haven't talked to nobody but Sokka and Katara.

[i_speak_softly]

[He points to "Leon Geeste" as they pass that door.] I met him. He knew Mikey.

[Then he wanders past the pair of "Hamato" doors to see who their neighbors are.] Jack Harkness, I just met him a few weeks ago... [The next door brings him up short. "Kain Highwind".] He died in the last battle.

[meanandgreen]

[Raph's already opened the door with his name on it, peering in cautiously.]

Donnie, you got too many friends.

[i_speak_softly]

[Don pushes open the door to his own room, and starts exploring the well-appointed space.]

It never hurts to have friends on a battlefield.

[meanandgreen]

[Raph's room is sparse and rather military-esque. But the absolutely freakin' awesome thing? There's a hammock rigged up in the far corner.

This day just keeps getting better and better.]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don wanders back out again, to see what Raph's room looks like.]

I think I'll walk down to the end. You?

[meanandgreen]

[It's nothing special. Fancy stuff is for other people. He's more than content to have the hammock.]

Yeah, I'll come.

[i_speak_softly]

[Don moves out of Raph's room, turns left, and heads down the hallway, reading the names on the doors as he passes. Harvey, Heartilly, Kent... Jay?]

[He stops at that door, glancing back at Raph.] Do you think there can be more than one?

[meanandgreen]

There better be.

[i_speak_softly]

[Enough loitering in that particular location. Don moves on, until he comes to a pair of doors labeled "Silverberg".]

What do you think? Brothers?

[meanandgreen]

[Raph just shrugs. He doesn't really care all that much. He's just sticking with Donnie for lack of a better thing to do with himself.]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don moves on. "Sokka" is next, and after that two doors simply labeled "Sonic".]

... No guesses on this one.