DRAFT LOG #1: Preparations

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone on the draft
What: Pre-Draft Arrangements
When: Today, 9AM to 12PM
Where: At the dorms
Summary: The Draftees receive a brief moment of Malnosso hospitality before being sent off to fight.
Rating: Look, it's only three hours long. So do you really need to have any hanky panky? Now? Let's keep this appropriate for once, gawd

Comments

[odastillhatesme]

[He doesn't stay in his room long. With only three hours to prepare and a mind made active from restlessness, Sanji would rather not get too comfortable in the brief and artificial hospitality provided by the Malnosso shitheads. He'll seek out Nami, Ace, and Sayo, first and foremost - Vash too, if he gets the chance - and after that will check up on acquaintances before he makes his requests.

By the time thirty minutes are left, he's as prepared as he's going to be: a backpack filled with provisions, one of Raine's medical kits, and little odds and ends.

He just hopes that's enough.]

[touchofrogue]

[Yup. So here's Rogue. In her X-Men Uniform. Toting a Big Damn Duffle Bag of Guns. She's on her way back from the hanger, decision made. She just needs to drop of the guns she's not going to use and get refills of energy cells and other ammunition on the three she'll be bringing.

Narrow hallway, this. Passing through when two people are going in different directions may get awkward.]

[odastillhatesme]

[Holy mother of-- that is a big duffle bag, and Sanji immediately scoots to the side before he registers the woman carrying it.

But when he does--]

... Oi, it's you! [He hasn't seen her since coming back, so pardon the surprise... not to mention she's packing enough heat to block out the sun. Or cave them all in.]

[touchofrogue]

[Oh great.

The epitome of courtesy, as always, Rogue responds to him instead of just walking by as her lower instincts would dictate. She hoists the back up a little higher to make passing through easier.]

Yep.

1/?

[odastillhatesme]

[Surprise caves into delight, despite himself, meaning the usual fanfare of adoration is about to commence. Still, he's mindful enough to make sure he does wiggle around and cut off her escape route]

And an epitome of beauty as always, I see~!! [Looking mighty fine in that--]

[odastillhatesme]

[Good lord in heaven, what is she wearing? A second skin? He can feel the steam shooting out his nose as all systems overheat.]

[odastillhatesme]

[MAYDAY. MAYDAY]

Done

[odastillhatesme]

[...

Nope. Too late. Unfortunately, the shock was too much to handle. There's nothing left but a sad shell of stone looking on in smitten delight]

1/2

[touchofrogue]

[Oh man, he's checking her out. This is why she hasn't been in the Seventh Heaven since you've been back, Sanji! She can't even take the usual perverse satisfaction from such a thing, she just takes a breath to retort...]

Re: Done

[touchofrogue]

[Oh. Huh. He didn't say anything. And in fact, seems to be frozen.

Weird.

But, hey, far be it from her not to take advantage. Politely, of course.]

'scuse me.

[She'll just be... using that Duffle bag as a barrier so that she can push through and be on her way, then. >>]

1/2

[odastillhatesme]

[odastillhatesme]

[Systems rebooting into RECOVERY MODE. And suddenly, he's as animated as he once was.]

Would you like any assistance, Miss~?

[touchofrogue]

[Shoulda known that'd be too easy.]

Nope.

[Just keep walking, Rogue. Hopefully the one syllable answers will communicate volumes.

...except. Draft. No good to be isolating people right before you're going out to fight with them.] ...thanks anyway.

[odastillhatesme]

[Sanji's powers of observation are unfortunately selective, and being thanked for his offer sets a grin on his face.]

It's not a problem, Miss~! [Oh, that reminds him]

Forgive me, but I don't think I properly introduced myself yet! [Pointing to himself] You can call me Sanji~!

[touchofrogue]

[...clearly, she just needs to learn not to talk to people.]

Right.

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh she doesn't want to do this right now. She sighs.] Sanji. Welcome back ta the fold.

[odastillhatesme]

[It would save her so much grief. Like right now.]

Thank you~! [A beat, and then]

And your name, Miss? [*_* He wonders what angelic sounding name she'll have]