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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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Yeah. Yeah, I know.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't be taking it out on you.

[So his name isn't on here. Neither is either of the girls'. However, a lot of his other friends are on here. Miyabi, Cloche, Leon, Rogue, Silver, Caius, and others. Most damningly, someone he is personally responsible for - Pillouette - is going somewhere he can't reach. He's going to try to visit all of them he can in the span before they're sent out, and he's also going to ask a special favor of some of the ones he knows are most capable. So feel free to thread that out!! if you want]

I'm not going to do all the hard work for you.

"Yon fellow" is actually the correct usage. What isn't "cool" about that?

Why the sudden desire for my company?

Though I suppose I am the prettiest.

[Having just caught wind of her upcoming drafted status as well, she catches her best morning employee in the back room, journal open and looking all concentrated. It's not hard to guess why.]

Busy this morning, huh?

You don't fight much, do you?

[To him, the inherent goodness of Rapunzel that made him like her in the first place means that she couldn't have ever taken a life before. He might not want to admit it just now but that should be...protected. And if she wants, he'll offer helping her.]

I've fought for them before -- the Malnosso. I want to be useful, especially to them. If...

[Her voice hardens just a little. Too old for a girl her age.]

If your goals are in line with theirs, you can call on me as an ally. I don't stand with the people in the enclosure who want to take them down.

I don't like doing nothing.

[It's too weird a feeling, like she's alone and trying to find something that she can't name, and she hates it.]

I was starting to get worried about the Third Party. They'd been pretty quiet for a while.

[He'd been going completely stir-crazy for a long time now, and it had settled before this. But now it's a full body under-his-skin itch. This is going to be great]

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[She shouldn't be fighting. In any other case, she would have yearned for the chance to be drafted after so long, but she is in no condition to fight.

Daisy fears for Keimi and her team, more than herself. She is afraid she would be a load in this battle with so many coming and not even getting to see things herself. Even then...

She was a Spartan. This place taught her that a Spartan was not augmentations and armor. It was pure human spirit.

Her expression turns solid.]

All units.

Briefings for urban warfare and jungle warfare are still in effect. Adapt your use of them as you see fit for the forest and for the man-made environment of the stronghold.

Make pairs of mage-user and tech-user, grab the gear suggested in these guides, and keep yourselves in touch via radio.

[No repeated questions. He gleans what he can from the public conversations and hacks what else he can. That is why you left that conversation to Buffy at a 75% filter, isn't it?]

Where'd you hear about this?

[A kid. Even in Clove's estimation, a kid. But the Malnosso will take who they want to take, so.

This is her version of being helpful.]

Might want a knife or something, too. For if anything gets too close for a bow and you can't run far or fast enough.

Cliff. Please tell me that there's someone around here organizing things. Chaos ain't gonna work.

Draft, kid. They don't work like that.

Little groups organize themselves, and the Malnosso may have some people in charge when they get there.

But a lot of people here like to go off and do things their way, rather than listening to anyone else who might know what they're doing.

[Saori's voice opens with a low, guttural growl. Everyone she lived with was on that list, and Clint and other friends too. Worried doesn't begin to describe her, she's downright afraid. Not for herself, but for everyone around her. War is where people were hurt and killed. And she remembers the last draft all too well.

On the other hand, stress relief. She knew she could use it, and Clint certainly could too.]

Haven't you bothered my family and I enough lately? I will do your fighting, I might even enjoy it. But why take them?

Sarcasm.

At least there are no illusions as to where we stand with them. We'll just have to prepare for any eventuality.

The lack of information is typical of the Security Forces. I'm sure the healers will be busy, preparing for multiple scenarios.

They're going to need help once the hospital camp is set up. People to keep watch, or run errands, delivering supplies and food, things like that.

[Very good, Shikamaru. He's getting a little tired of repeating himself.

His answer is quite loaded.]

An old acquaintance.

[Nothing to be spoken of here.]

[He'll add his support to this.]

Forests get cold at night. If Albert Silverberg is correct, this will be especially true at high altitudes. Dress for cooler weather. You can always remove layers.

[When Rin arrives, she's still sitting at the small table in her apartment staring at her journal, trying to comprehend being sent off in a battle.

Needless to say, she's terrified.]

[He sighs, recognizing the tell tale signs of a dead end where he sees one.]

Very old. You made it sound like you were sitting on it for a while.

[Long enough that whenever it happened, he either wasn't yet interested in the politics surrounding Luceti, or hadn't even arrived yet.]

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