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[Appearing on the journals is a written message as follows. A voice option is provided for a computerized reading of the text.]

Attention Luceti Residents.

The following names are being called to participate in a strike against the cultist hordes:
[the names listed here appear on the journal.]

All subjects are required to arrive at the tunnels at 8AM on the 27th of March for deployment. All listed individuals are required to be present. Subjects will then be escorted to TERRACE for battle preparation and further details.

Target will be Region One, a former Malnosso stronghold, presently in cultist hands. Subjects are advised to prepare for combat in forested areas. Further information will be made available at TERRACE. Questions and answers will not be provided at this time.

[The Malnosso will not reply to this message, but everyone is free to use this post to discuss among themselves, whether using voice options on the journal or doing action threads.]

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That makes us expendable? Would we still be expendable if our deaths were permanent?

R...right. Okay!

[The fact that she's getting some kind of direction from someone else makes her the tiniest bit less nervous.]

I just hope I don't get in the way. Like, all I know as far as that stuff goes is a little bit of first aid.

I can take care of myself, you know. [And he could. But after the chaos of the battle outside Arias, he knew war was a whole different thing from fighting monsters.]

But thanks.

Unsure, sir. Luceti tends to get around a hundred fifty drafted or so. Ever since more enclosures got into these fights, there's been many more from them. Those numbers... can reach five thousand, sometimes.

That's quite a bit. How does it typically break down? Is there a variance according to the number of people involved? How many groups does Luceti tend to break down into?

You shocking woman. If that's the sort of surgeon you are, I think I'll sew up all my own little cuts from now on.

[There's a little sigh from the other end of the connection. It's difficult to read any emotion from it other than faint exasperation. When Albert finally speaks, his tone is dry.]

Drafts bring out strange behavior in everyone.

[Law may have his beer, but Albert has his tea. Though he'll definitely be hitting the wine when he gets back to his house.]

...Including you, I must say. Throat sore?

Now why on earth would you be cut up down there, Loki?

A gentleman does not tell stories of his adventures.

Tease. I must live vicariously through someone and here you are denying me that.

[Oh, there's plenty more, but Leonhardt won't get into that where the Malnosso can see.]

It does, because in the end we lose nothing. Also, we are skilled fighters and have very few casualties in each battle.

[A small sip and a smile.]

Nothing I can't live with.

[The lips crook wry and knowing.] Better than a headache, anyway.

[He muses to himself for a moment.]

I don't believe we are so expendable. Because we are stronger than that.

Should I be the one you speak to on this subject? I thought it was the sort of thing women spoke of when you're off on your quests together in the restroom.

Sir. Something to remember is that most people here are fighters, not military. My suggestion is for people to take fire teams based on magic-users and tech-users, since shifters can disable one of them at a time.

Even then... my suggestion is to never split from the main group.

I don't know your lady so well as to speak of such things with her and anyone else that I might discuss the matter with is either all but family to me- making it somewhat awkward for them, or having relations with someone that is all but family to me- or without anyone with which to have relations.

I'm so sorry, darling, but you're it.

You poor thing.

I know. It's terrible.

[He could tell from how she sounded that it was likely the case that she could not fight and would benefit from being told how to remain safe.]

During a battle every set of hands helping the doctors out is going to count. Even if you know know a small bit, just the ability to follow directions and act quickly is a boon to them.

I think I'd be in a great deal of trouble if I spoke so loosely about my lady.

There are, however, some gentlemen I could tell tales of.

I'd not ask you to risk her wrath. I'm not that foolish.

These men, now....

Please understand, I am faithful to my lady.

But prior to that. Well. There is some pleasant company about.

I would never assume you to wander, Loki. I do mean that.

There's no lack of handsome individuals wandering the village, no.

I can work with a headache. I can't very well tell others how organize without my voice. [Just a tinge of amusement.

Despite how he continues on to a serious topic, he keeps his voice light. Contemplative.]

The size of the undertaking seems to imply a longer than usual campaign.

And some of them are quite charming.

There is a... Captain I might mention... Oh no. Your tender ears would not be able to handle it.

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