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[malnosso]

[The written part is in typeset. The voice that speaks is impersonal and businesslike. Whoever he is, he's only doing this because he has to. The post goes up at 8PM, Luceti Time.]Approximately eight hours ago, at twelve hundred hours, a Malnosso mining site was breached when drilling machinery broke through into a previously unknown underground

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[honorthecode]

[What a time of year to get dragged into a draft. Great.]

So now you guys aren't even bothering to talk to us. This gets better and better.

[Action? 8D]

[semper_cogitans]

[... It's kind of hard to miss the drawn expression on his housemate's face when he's looking at his journal. Or the angry tone, for that matter.

Not that Robert can blame him. This is practically the worst time to be asking Leo to go on the draft.]

... Will... will you be alright, Leonardo...?

[Action! 8D]

[honorthecode]

[In fact right now he's sitting under the basking lamp. He glances up at Robert at the mans words.]

I'll survive. [He's already wondering how warm the mines will be.]

[Action~ \o/]

[semper_cogitans]

[... Robert hopes so. He... really hopes so.]

... They should at least... be i-insulated. But that... means little, considering ambient air temperature...

... Perhaps you could... r-request the Malnosso for a heat lamp at the shelter, at least...?

[It's kind of reaching, but Robert would hope that they'd provide for the few ectotherms they have enough to allow them not to be dead weight in a battle.

... As much as he hates to think of Leo even fighting. He knows the ninja is quite capable of holding his own, but it still frightens him.]

[Action~ \o/]

[honorthecode]

Yes, I'd be worried about the weather if it was above ground. [Down there he'll be worried about other things, like cave ins. He's also worried about how tired he's going to be. But once he starts fighting, it'll be mind over body.]

Yeah, I'll probably do that. Good to have around when I'm not fighting. Drink tea, or other warm drinks will help to.

[Action]

[semper_cogitans]

Yes... just... g-general precautions, I suppose.

[Robert is obviously trying to keep calm. Not succumb to panic or fear. Yet, it lingers in his eyes, and in the way his fingers move - almost darting, like small fish in a stream, through the air to fiddle with his sleeves.]

... Should I... help you prepare?

[Action]

[honorthecode]

I grew up in the sewers, so fighting underground will come almost naturally. [He eyes the nervousness.]

Robert, close your eyes and take a couple of deep breaths.

[Action]

[semper_cogitans]

[At Leo's words he stops - and then, at the instruction of the fearless leader - because that's something of what he's become to even Robert - he closes his eyes and inhales.

And exhales.

And inhales again.]

...

My apologies.