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

[my_yoke_broke]

[U-um. Standing at the door, because he was going to make sure you were okay. Because you're not a fighting, and all that. Well, neither's he, but he knows how to survive it (by, uh, subsisting, and all that).]

Ah--

[froooown]

Ranka?

[interstellars]

[She looks up]

Oh, Ian!

[Smilesmile.]

[my_yoke_broke]

[He rubs the back of his head sheepishly at that, smiling sympathetically. He's sort of used to smilesmiling a lot, too.]

You don't gotta smile if you're real nervous, yanno. That's my job.

... You doing okay, though?

[interstellars]

[Her bright expression dims at that, but she's still smiling, and nods.]

Mm, I think so. [she pauses before going on] ...it's scary, isn't it?

1/2

[my_yoke_broke]

Mmmhm, a little, yeah. I've been in big scary fights before, but they still scare me a lot.

[my_yoke_broke]

I still cry and yell and trip all over the place! And I'm like, super old and used it these sortsa' things!

[interstellars]

[...yeah, okay, she laughs.]

Really?

[my_yoke_broke]

Really! I'm the most useless guy you could find on a battlefield! OR even just a normalfield!

[WEEP]

It's a flaw of mine, I'm afraid. I think I'm just not cut out for much in the way of soldieriness.

[interstellars]

[Aaaaahahahaha her family experiment memories tell her the truth of this.

She nods, thinking.] I was thinking...even if I couldn't do something like that, there must be a reason they said I should come, right? Because there's something I can do to help.

1/2

[my_yoke_broke]

[He hesitates, at that. Because... He honestly believes they just pick whoever the hell they want, without even really looking into it. But then... he truly believes Ranka's capable of contributing to something as awful as this.

Hopefully, not as a soldier, not as a killer.

He smiles.]

Of course. People'll always need help, especially in times like these.

[my_yoke_broke]

Ah!

[He reaches into his pocket, and pulls out a vial. You know what it is. |D]

I was wondering if you wanted this? It's a medicine I make-if you ever get hurt, or someone around you, you can drink it and it'll heal your injuries.

[interstellars]

[She hesitates, looking at it, then reaches out a hand for it.]

Thank you...it'll really work? No matter how bad it is?

[my_yoke_broke]

[Nod nod!]

As long as it's a physical injury, it'll heal it. Broken bones, cuts, or, uh... yanno, missing limbs or something...

[interstellars]

[M-missing limbs.]

Okay, I'll remember that! Thank you for letting me have some.

[my_yoke_broke]

Ah, no problem! If you ever need anything, I'll be there with my journal. So don't hesitate to call if you need something!