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

FIRST?!

[neoslaying]

[Melaka is filled with a lot of feelings of uncertainty as soon as she gets to her room. She's carrying a lot of weapons on her already (not the scythe, but whatever) and is ready to go already but... here. This must be what the Uppers feel like. The whiteness, the comfyness, generally just looking pristine and serene.

It actually makes her feel out of place and uncomfortable. Still, she'll take this moment to request some painkillers for whatever is left agitating her wing (the left one is now sporting a simple silver clip which mercifully has not rejected her yet or anything but she also lost a number of feathers a week or so ago) and generally just... trying to figure out what to do with herself.

Feel free to come talk to her]

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue passes Mel's room on the way back from the hanger. So she knocks.]

[neoslaying]

[ ...

Opening, this sort of look- oh Rogue. It relaxes some]

[touchofrogue]

[And Rogue's greeting is suitably profound. Melaka may notice, however, that she is all suited up, complete with a shoulder holster.]

Hey.

[starfishlovesu]

[So far? This isn't so bad. The room is pretty comfy and Fuuko can't deny that it's a nice place to stay, if only for a little while. The gravity of the situation is starting to set in, kind of like the opening night of a play. You feel more-or-less alright leading up to the event, but by the time the audience is settled and you're moments away from starting, that's when the fear, nervousness and all the other emotions set in.

To help ease her mind, if only a little, Fuuko asks for a few blocks of wood and a craft knife and sets about carving out a few more starfish. Of course she brought one with her, but a few more would never hurt right? Right. She's a little on edge right now but maybe a little conversation would help.]

[corrinesbell]

[Knock knock, Fuuko! Sheena has a feeling her starfish friend isn't much of a fighter.]

[starfishlovesu]

[Eep, someone at her door. Getting off of her bed and quickly heading over to the door, knife and half-carved starfish still in hand.

Oh it's Sheena! Happy smiles.]

Hello Sheena-san! Fuuko wasn't aware that you would be here too.

[She didn't really give the list much of a look after reading her own name.]

[corrinesbell]

Hey, Fuuko. ...These days it seems like I get picked to do everything. Can I come in?

[1/4] Why am I wasting so much time on this.

[mymaidmadeflan]

[The way Leon has to approach the tunnel is a lot different than most things back at home. He feels indifferent about it though. Impatience has the most emphasis in his mind right now. He just want to get things over with.

He was led by arrows just like everyone else. As he stepped on the silver platform labeled "H.47", he felt a certain amount of heat on the back of his neck and he suddenly found himself in front of a white door.

He had to admit, that was a little surprising, but his profile speaks different.

Opening the door, he saw a white hallway. In the hallway were doors on each side; names labeled on each one. He knew by now, one of the doors should have his name. The doors being in alphabetical order, it took about 30-40 doors to find his own.]

[2/4] If I fail my exam

[mymaidmadeflan]

[When he did find his own though... Opening the door, he couldn't believe the decorations and style of the room. The atmosphere was just like home. In the simplest detail, the room looks like it's for a rich kid. There were gold lacing and elegant details on almost every furniture.]

[3/4] Drown me

[mymaidmadeflan]

[One detail about the room that was off, yet also fit the design of the room was a button with a light wood colour and some sort of flat speaker the colour of caramel. They were right beside the doorway and there was a small note on how to use it.

After reading it carefully, he was a little skeptical of how it worked. He decided to test it.]

Give me a cup of tea.

[He turned around as the instructions implied and noticed a freshly brewed cup of tea on the table near the window.]

...

[Now to try something personal.]

A picture of my maid...

[4/4] Reply here. ... If you think you can.

[mymaidmadeflan]

[The hopeful young knight turned around again to find a photo framed with a design that complemented the room. The photo was of a long black-haired lady in a long black maid dress.

He walked over to the table and took a seat; picking up the frame to take a closer look. She was smiling towards him. In return, he smiles.]

... The Malnosso is as unpredictable as ever.

[He drinks the tea he ordered.

It was like a dream before being sent to death.

About ten minutes later, Leon will be preparing for battle with thinking up of what to order for battle. Some elemental resistant jewels from his world will be part of his inventory and he will even order a few extra daggers of the highest quality he can get, just because he can. He plans to throw some when he feels it's an emergency.]

[falenandawn]

[Frey, when he arrives, Is dressed rather nicely for battle, but surprisingly enough this is his armor, between the layers of cloth and leather involved.

He'll be checking in on his friends and teammates, making preparations and requesting some rune scrolls as well as medicine and being sure to drop in on Gold, Silver, and the rest of his housemates especially.]

[tsuntrader]

[Feel free to run into Silver in the hallway, Frey. He's not sticking around in his room at the moment.]

[falenandawn]

[Don't mind if he does.

When he spots Silver, he'll be calling out with a wave.] Silver!

[tsuntrader]

...Frey? [Yep. Approaching him! For once, Sneasel is away in his Pokéball.]

[mistlegacy]

[Rydia will either be in her room or Kain in hers. Either way, she never sees the point of having a separate one on these things. She requests some extra restoratives and the like before they have to go, though is otherwise as prepared as she can possibly be.

At some point, she'll wander and check in on friends and family. Might as well put that restlessness to good use, right? Whether they intend to fight alongside her or not isn't important, though she'll hope they'll at least be with someone.]

[dragoon_pride]

[Of course, Kain makes sure to go right away to settle in to the room Rydia's in. He seems confident as ever, showing no sign that he's at all bothered by the setting they're going into. They've gone through caves and fought back home after all.]

[mistlegacy]

[Rydia wouldn't have it any other way, naturally. She flops back onto the bed, before propping herself up on her elbows.]

...I couldn't feel less like resting.

[dragoon_pride]

[Kain nods, he's far more interested in preparing and being fully alert when the time comes to get out there.]