Behind the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

[puppy_fair]

Zack was in a darn good mood, in spite of a pair of slightly blackened eyes and a tender nose that was a little on the crunchy side, but was totally hard-earned.

Why was he so chipper?

Because it was Rookie Day at the reserves, that was why! New people on the island meant that there were probably going to be new people here today, and Zack was totally happy to take the reigns and lead the troops!

"Okay! So, we've got a new term, and possibly a few new faces, so we're going to do our introductions over again! Names, fighting experience, and weapons proficiency, as well as any other skills you think might come in handy in the case of an invasion, if you please!"

Arthur shot him a slightly sideways look. "Before we get to that," he said, scraping his throat, "I am Prince Arthur Pendragon, leader of the reserves, and these are my," sidekicks, "fellow commanders, Lord Leto Atreides the Second, and Zack Fair, SOLDIER Second Class. We're willing to help you if you are in need of any further combat training, as are your fellow reserve members, I'm sure." Look, he was being good.

Zack blinked. Ooooh, right. Introductions for them was probably important too, huh?

"That's right! Come and see any of us if you're looking for help with..." Headtilt. Ponder. "Anything, really. Oh! And we have maps of the island, too! We're going to hand those out, and if the seasoned members would be so kind as to show the rookies what to look out for around here, like areas where the terrain might grant a tactical advantage, or training areas, or things to watch out for, that'd be great!"

"As for the rest of you, if you find anyone who might be interested in joining us, spread the word," Arthur called, "I know you lot think you're good, but you can always use another kick in the arse." This was what passed for humour, clearly. "Work well today. We'll see come next week."

[Open! Newbies, feel free to stumble in and get involved, too! This is behind the dorms, so it should be easy to find even if you haven't been informed IC about what's going on. Of course, everyone is welcome, not just students. Co-written with bitch_prince, who is awesome like pie.]

Main Campfire; Tuesday Evening [ 07/07 ].

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle was thinking about going out to do her campfire jumping to meet new people and catch up with old people alive, but decided she'd take the hopping a little further and just go and get a good one going at the main campfire. She even took a trip down to the store so she had plenty of materials for s'mores, hot dogs, and there was even a cooler full of pop.

If you asked Turtle, that was all you really needed for a good campfire.

*smack*

Well, maybe some bug spray. That one was a big one. She wrinkled her nose and scratched the skeeter bite before poking at the fire a little more and setting up its christening s'more.


[[ open campfire is open, and I'm loopy from lack of sleeeeep ]]

The Salle, Tuesday evening

[cataclysmicluck.livejournal.com]

Well, Zayne said that he was going to make up for the junk food yesterday with some lightsaber training today. Zayne hated to break promises, especially ones he made to himself, so here he was. In addition to going over the basics - which he still wasn't very good with - he was throwing in some of the more acrobatic moves Master Lucien had showed him before.

An important thing to note there. Master Lucien only showed Zayne those moves. He hadn't actually taught Zayne the proper steps to do them because Zayne had yet to master the basics. And that's why Zayne found himself tripping and stumbling every now and then as he tried to remember what exactly Lucien did.

The important thing is that he didn't accidentally chop anything off of himself with the lightsaber while he was doing this.

[OOC: Open for spectators, co-trainers, and/or sparrers. I choose to believe that 'sparrers' is a word.]