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[sh_consulting]

CITY AT WAR

There's a war on, folks, and the Porter has been drafting for an army.

Trigger warnings for violence, I guess? Maybe torture, but that's up to you guys in your threads.

1. Post as your character. (If your character isn't heading to war, say so! They can stay at home and angst.)
2. Tag someone else after picking/rolling a number.
3. Check the

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[motherflocker]

[homomachinis]

[ Logically, he would stay home! But for the sake of memery, this does not have to be the case! ]

okay if no one else will break the ice then I will, dammit. Let's do 2.

[sh_consulting]

[The face that he had been sent to war was one thing. The fact that war was taking place at minus 5 degrees centigrade was another matter all together.

Sherlock was more than miserable, gun propped up beside him and the rest of him curled up under under his coat, glaring out over the broken landscape under dark curls.]

How am I not surprised that are being used in the least useful way possible?

YEEE let's do this thing!!

[homomachinis]

[ Mitch doesn't like it anymore than Sherlock does. In fact, he looks positively terrified. He was not a being made for war, and the fact that he was a politician didn't seem to hold things back. ]

Tell me about it. Shit, this is the least useful fucking thing that I could be doing.

[ His own gun lies prone on the ground, and he's wholly disinterested in the thing. (spoilers! It's kind of a dick) and he'd much rather have his own equipment, his own gear available. ]

Shit, why can't we have our own things for this?

[sh_consulting]

Because they would have to be employing some sort of logic for that.

[He glances at Mitch, the petulant frown still on his lips.]

And here I thought a politician would make use of being a war veteran.

eh not at war

[brevipennate]

[bests]

[chrysophilist]