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

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[wildkotetsu]

[Kotetsu spends the first short amount of time yanking on an annoying body suit in his room, but once he can finally get the damn thing on, he spends the rest of it messing with their weird teleporting thing. He'll never wrap his brain around how he can order something and it's just. There.

By the time the first hour passes and he feels anxious, he goes into the halls and sees if he can spot any familiar folk; he did try to memorize some, too, but hell. He's no good with names and faces.

The last hour he'll be tugging on the parts of his power suit, probably making a similar enough face. He really doesn't wanna do this, but... if he doesn't have any choice, he'll go in with fists ready. Feel free to bump into him anytime, especially if you're one of the one's he's prooobably looking for.]

[odastillhatesme]

[He stops and stares, and nearly keeps walking again]

This is about the size the shitty drafts get.

[wildkotetsu]

[oi don't be rude

i'm just saying hi~]

I guess it only makes sense. If the villain has a chance to throw in a ton of soldiers, they'll take it without a second thought. [BAH.] How strong to do you peg the third party people at, personally?

[odastillhatesme]

Shitty pushovers. And since they can't fly down here, that takes away their main advantage.

... That is, if you're stronger than them to begin with. [He eyes Kotetsu critically in his body suit. Oh, he's seen the man run around, and admits he's got some speed, but he hasn't witnessed a show of strength. Proclaiming himself a Hero doesn't mean shit down here.]

[wildkotetsu]

I'm not too worried. The armor I got can handle most of the weapons they dish out; it's just the shifter guys I gotta keep an eye out for.

[odastillhatesme]

[A shrug. It's not his problem]

Ask for a radio of some kind. If it goes haywire, that means you better have some backup.

[wildkotetsu]

Maa, the suit I have can pick up that sorta' thing. It should be okay. Besides, my partner's here with me, and another hero from home. I have a lotta' faith in them.

[odastillhatesme]

Will your suit end up malfunctioning that way?

[wildkotetsu]

It could. But luckily I can still move around in it pretty good!

I'll also have my powers to fall back on, so if it does mess up, I'll just get outta' there, or knock them upside their heads.

[odastillhatesme]

Heh. You do that, geezer.

[wildkotetsu]

[pout]

That's such an awful nickname.

[odastillhatesme]

Oh? My shitty apologies that it doesn't meet your standards.

[wildkotetsu]

You're only like... 15 years younger! I think. How old are you again?

[okay so you're young enough to be my son

shuddup]

[odastillhatesme]

You really think I'm gonna tell you?

[wildkotetsu]

... I can always guess and say you're that age....

[odastillhatesme]

Shithead, I gotta care what you think for that to be effective.