welcome to the jungle / it gets worse here everyday

[lucetimods]

Who: All draftees
What: Arriving at the (temporary) dorms
When: 9 AM of the 3rd. They'll be able to stay there until 1 PM of the same day.
Where: Dorms; location unknown.
Summary: Here is the hallway; here is your room. (Here is some additional info.) Go forth and mingle.
Rating: PG or PG-13 ish, I imagine

Comments

[touchofrogue]

[This... could be a problem. As soon as Rogue arrives outside the barrier she stumbles. The return of some powers to full strength is not a blessing. She's had months now where the psyches were not as loud.

One hand goes up to her head in a tell-tale gesture. Not now, damnit.

She has to get to her room. She has a carefully researched list of items to request.

But the flood of voices does not ebb. Sensing weakness, or need, or simply opportunity, the psyches hammer ceaselessly at her mental boundaries. She may need some help just finding her room, because for such a prodigious reader it sure doesn't look like she's paying any attention to those signs.]

[frost_jewel]

[It's oppressive and hot out here, isn't it?

Which is what she thinks is wrong, when she comes across someone she knows.]

Are you all right?

[touchofrogue]

[Dealing with a conversation like this is a bit like trying to embrace a angry rattlesnake and keep it from biting you at the same time.]

I just need ta get ta my room.

[frost_jewel]

[At least Mia knows that Rogue is nicer than this really.]

I will help you, if you will accept it.

[touchofrogue]

[Her hand pressing hard on her forehead, Rogue can't really afford to nod right now.]

All right.

[frost_jewel]

[Though she's not even sure that her Psynergy can be of any use here...so she will just take Rogue's elbow, as an offer of support.]

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue initially cringes back from the touch - but allows it in so far that she really does need the help. One gloved hand is lightly tracing the other way as they proceed.]

[frost_jewel]

[It won't take too long to find a door with Rogue's name on it.]

I think it would be best if you lie down for a while.

[touchofrogue]

Heh. Maybe. But we don't have much time.

[frost_jewel]

That is true. You should make the most of this last chance to rest.

[touchofrogue]

Mmm. [Is the sound Rogue makes when she isn't agreeing or disagreeing with someone. She needs to reinforce her mental walls. They come down when she's sleeping. If only things were as simple as Mia is suggesting.]

Thanks for the help. [Her smile's almost shy.]

[frost_jewel]

You're welcome.

[She couldn't just not help someone!]

[touchofrogue]

[She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, flinches when the psyches press forward again, and her expression becomes divided - strained.]

I guess I'll see ya out there.

[...stepping back into the room now.]

[donaldtrumpcard]

[Rogue might notice a Shino secretly observing this little mental breakdown of Rogues. He's not sure if he should intervene or not. =|a]

[touchofrogue]

[Intervene or not as you will, Shino. Rogue will just be over here, stumbling into a wall and then using it as a support as she sinks to the floor, her hands on both sides of her head, her eyes closed in concentration and her face contorted with pain. \o/]

[donaldtrumpcard]

[Uh.. wow Rogue. Are you okay? Because you don't really look okay...

He'll just stand har and hope you okay or call for help cause um. Awkwaaard.]