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dualislogs2020-02-09 05:53 pm
firacrux) wrote in dualislogs2020-02-09 05:53 pm
A catch all for Seifer, in MY log comm? It's more likely than you think.
WHO: Seifer, some specific starters, and heck anyone else who wants him
WHAT: All kinds of stuff
WHERE: The dorms, Firecross Metalworks, and places in between
WHEN: All through Feb
WARNINGS: Swearing, soldier stuff, trauma mentions probably. Just assume yes.
With events ramping up to ever increasing levels of alarm, Seifer's not one to sit idly by. There are weapons to be made, supplies to be stockpiled, and most of all a base of operations needs to be built. He's no commander, and people in the past would have told him his being a leader of any kind is a joke. But fuck them, they aren't here and he's not waiting for the robot execution crew to come around.
As such he's quite the busy bee. All about town, often hauling some kind of mishmash pile of junk in various carts along with him, or stockpiling nonperishable food supplies and water. Just where he's taking all of this is anyone's guess, but he's definitely at it. Always with his cheerful crocdog in tow. He's bound to be stopping it at many shops, getting kicked out of Premium Foods for some reason or another, or just stopping to get some snoobloos out of a food truck.
What? They're tasty.
[Individual starters within.]
WHAT: All kinds of stuff
WHERE: The dorms, Firecross Metalworks, and places in between
WHEN: All through Feb
WARNINGS: Swearing, soldier stuff, trauma mentions probably. Just assume yes.
With events ramping up to ever increasing levels of alarm, Seifer's not one to sit idly by. There are weapons to be made, supplies to be stockpiled, and most of all a base of operations needs to be built. He's no commander, and people in the past would have told him his being a leader of any kind is a joke. But fuck them, they aren't here and he's not waiting for the robot execution crew to come around.
As such he's quite the busy bee. All about town, often hauling some kind of mishmash pile of junk in various carts along with him, or stockpiling nonperishable food supplies and water. Just where he's taking all of this is anyone's guess, but he's definitely at it. Always with his cheerful crocdog in tow. He's bound to be stopping it at many shops, getting kicked out of Premium Foods for some reason or another, or just stopping to get some snoobloos out of a food truck.
What? They're tasty.
[Individual starters within.]
no subject
[He drags over a sheet of graph paper and starts to draw how Black Talon works. In the meantime, he listens.]
Yeah, we oughta do that.
[Simple enough.]
I've noticed people goin' missin'. Started spending less time around the dorms because of it. Figured it'd be best. I don't know that the guy can replace me, and that's almost worse.