016 - [Action] Forward-dated to the evening, when the draftees are returning.

[lostinmyway]

[Well, now, here's a sight that might be a little familiar to anyone who was around for the June draft earlier this year. There's a table sitting just outside the Welcome Center, and behind it is one Grune

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[consultmybooks]

[Here is an unfamiliar sight, but only because Giles couldn't see at the time. Even so, booths are generally a good or helpful sign, booths combined with the smell of baked goods even more so.

So, after a while, he'll dare to venture over. Giles? Giles does look particularly down, because his search for the returning draftees has so far proved very unsuccessful for a few very important people.]

H-Hello, Grune.

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[lostinmyway]

Hello, Giles! Would you like something to eat or drink?

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[lostinmyway]

[...And then she gives him a curious look. He doesn't look very happy at all right now.]

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[consultmybooks]

[He's not. He heard the announcement, heard what happened, and it's only just sinking in that all the plans he's made with Seto were worthless promises.

And the poetic irony of him standing here after that is almost palpable.]

I'm, um, I-I'm all right. I didn't go, this time. Y-You should, um, save them for the fighters.

...th-they'll appreciate it.

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[fortunefail]

[Hugs, you say?

It's a bit later in the evening when Yuan returns. He looks dirty, tattered, exhausted and despite the many healing gels he ate, a little bruised. He received a bit of a concussion today, so he's moving at a relatively slow pace. He's hoping to get home as soon as possible, so if Grune wants his attention, she'll have to call out to him.]

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[lostinmyway]

[Oh yes. >D

Yuan is exactly the sort of person Grune set up her booth to help out, and so she'll most definitely be calling out to him.]

Yuan!

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[fortunefail]

[For a split second, Yuan is tempted to ignore Grune and keep walking, but... It's Grune. He just can't stop himself from looking up, before changing directions to wander towards her with a weary smile.]

Grune.

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[lostinmyway]

[Grune returns his smile, then steps around her table and...yeah, Yuan, you're getting that hug.]

Welcome home!

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[pugilistinpink]

[Unconsciously dragging his feet, Mac is a straggling draftee on his way home, quietly motivated by the thought of stepping into a hot shower to wash days' worth of dirt off his aching, tired skin, and then dropping into a proper bed, clothes and all, for a hard-earned sleep. Perhaps in the comfort of his home away from home, he could lower his head onto a pillow and finally find rest without spending hours staring at the wall first, red-eyed.

Catching a whiff of something sweet in the air, the Bronxite glances towards the table of baked goods and other treats, not understanding that he was welcome to help himself. For all he knew, it could be meant for someone else... but he was thirsty.]

Action - Sweet--I've been meaning to tag this guy for a while now.

[lostinmyway]

[Here's exactly the sort of person Grune had in mind when she came up with her idea. And so she waves and calls out:] Hello! Would you like some cocoa?

[Action] Cool!

[pugilistinpink]

[Jerked from his thoughts, he blinked at her, processing the question slowly as if it had been in barely comprehensible English.] Oh, uh... yeah - sure! Wasn't sure who all that stuff was for, an' all.

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[lostinmyway]

Oh, it's for everyone who was protecting the village.

[She picks up a mug and holds it out.]

Action, obviously

[crisis_rain]

[Now that the blizzard has died off there's no harm to going outside, even though it's still as cold as can be.]

Hmm? What's all this for then?

Action, gasp!

[lostinmyway]

Hello, Raven! This is for everyone who was protecting the village!

[Curious look. Were you one of them?]

[crisis_rain]

Ah, that's nice of ya. Shame I didn't get sent out, huh? No presents fer me.

[lostinmyway]

[Bad Raven. You know Grune can't refuse you.]

Oh, would you like some?

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[oftheyin]

[Have a very confused Ran Fan. This was her first draft, so she doesn't know what to expect. The one thing she knew was that her arm was in a LOT of pain, which she hid. Mask are so lovely~]

What is this?

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[lostinmyway]

[Grune doesn't so much as blink at the masked person, but simply explains:] This is for everyone who was protecting the village. Would you like something to drink?

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[oftheyin]

[A nod.] Do you have any warm water? [Which she isn't going to drink, but poor on her automail.]

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[lostinmyway]

Yes, it's right here.

[She points at the hot water dispenser sitting on the table. Ginia had introduced her to it, and she thinks it's a wonderful invention!]