Twinwolf

Yuri was ready - well, as ready as she possibly could be. She was in that fancy-cool dress she'd been gifted, a White Future Coord from Fashion Next. She didn't have any accessories, so the rare-type dress would have to do her. Warm ups, physical and voice, done. She was going to be center for this, she remembered - she had to do the best she could. Deep breath in, deep breath out. She had the lyrics and the choreography down. She was as ready as she was going to get. Deeep breath. "Alright... how's everyone feeling?"

[Alexander/Ciri] Ciri nods. "I have more, and the Canvas is specifically designed to work with my powers. You won't have an issue placing them wherever you wish." she said, handing him another batch after a moment. As he steps out of the center, the first striking thing is how white the place is - like the center, but unlike there it's not broken up by furniture and things that were saved from the transformation. White halls, bending out of site and probably numerous times. Ciri was not kidding when she said it would be a labyrinth. If he were to walk a bit, he'd find the edge, the White slowly spreading and consuming as it continues to run towards the completion of the canvas. He would also quite quickly run into... things. Inky black, evil-looking things, staggering around in highly disconcerting ways. Just looking at the feels... wrong. "Don't worry about the Shamblers. They don't care about you. They're charming once you get used to them, really. And after killing a lot of them. Oh, and feel free to put some things in those too. They don't care." [Rider and Erica] "Mmm, must be a different pair than last time. Either that, or they're really stupid..." Erica said, trying to figure out where the servant was - and not stupidly stand near that edge.

G22. Or as close as possible if that's taken.

Alva frowned. Well, this would take a while, probably. That said, she didn't want to miss getting the schedules, so she followed.

Auto-Support: Tarukaja/Rakukaja, attack buff (by Hikari's SYN, 10) on herself, Katsuo, Bridgett, and Morgan. Action: Tarukaja/Rakukaja attack buff on Samantha and Ritsu Stats, and effects to consider:

Alva didn't have much of a reaction to the random swearing, since it (probably) wasn't directed at her. "Well, while I'm sure your opponents deserve the swearing, if a teacher comes in to you cursing so loud or something we might get in a bit of trouble. Or if you get too absorbed, you might end up missing something. Maybe, since you're the cabin head, try to pay a bit more attention?"

Truth be told, Alva was a tad confused about why she was in this room in particular (With a bunch of Kallistles, when mostly they were divided by Line? Alrighty then), but assumed the teachers had some sort of logic here she wasn't seeing. Oooor it was one of the mildly infamous camp mix ups that had set her here. She didn't mind either way - camp was camp, and she hoped to thoroughly enjoy it. That said, her particular cabin mates... not so great. "'scuuuuse me, Cici? Could I talk to you a sec?" she said cheerfully, standing at the bed and waiting for the cabin head to give her some attention.

Last minute sheet is last minute.

Satomi nodded, and went to grab food - she certainly was hungry. She hadn’t eaten since waking up, she didn’t think... she grabbed herself some simple food. And some for her father as well. “You haven’t eaten yet either, have you?” She asked as she brought both plates to a table or other such surface.

Toss Belros the keys.

I21, bap soldier with hammer

Satomi had a couple more quick questions. "...Do you guys have any way of telling if there will be more Angels and when they'll come? And do you know why Unit 17 caught us? Was there someone in there making sure it worked or something?" she asked. Then she pushed up her glasses again. "And, uh... when can I get the lens on these fixed? The right one broke when Unit 17 got tossed around..." she said, trying to end with a bit of levity.

Satomi thinks for a second about this - "What about the civilians who were on the ground? I talked to them a couple times, what if they recognize my voice?" She didn't say much as the situation was explained, trying to take in the information given. A traitor? How does one even betray people to the Angels? Why? That's... pretty literally crazy. Suicide is one thing but this is trying to murder everyone. When the admiral suggested that they take custody of everyone she was almost on her feet, but her father and the other doctor had it covered. ...Well, if nothing else, the place was comfortable. She glanced at the others, waiting to see their response.

K22

Satomi entered quietly, and took a seat. She pushed up her glasses, her normal nervous habit (which probably showed the cracked lens), before putting out the first question. "...How long have the Evas been here?" she asked. She glanced at her father in particular as she asked this. "I mean, they were obviously here before we left. But... when did these ones get built? Evangelion research and development was banned, wasn't it?" Although of course, now it seemed like whoever had decided to continue in spite of the ban had made the right call.

"...At least you tried, that's respectable when you're this outnumbered." N20, put the soldier out of his misery with iron axe.

P20, toss an axe at the soldier.

Satomi seemed a little surprised, but quickly nodded. "Right, will do..." she said as the girl left... had she told them her name, even? She didn't quite recall. Still - answers. Answers were very good, and quite desirable after everything that happened - and did she have questions.

Reserving this spot for sheet

Satomi was also quick to slip on the clothes, once she was dried off (she wondered how they'd known her... sizes, but then figured they probably had it from the medical exams). Standard t-shirt and jeans, which she was just fine with, then she put on her glasses. She walked out too, but left Kyou alone and... waited for the others. She wasn't sure why - after all, they weren't so much friends as... coworkers? Neighbors? At least for now - she sort of just felt like she should.

Jess, as hard as that may initially be to believe... had precisely the same opinion on this crusader as the heretic practitioner of magic. Everything wrong with the faith in one man-shaped package. Still, he would not be the best target - and as much as she abhorred violence, it seemed the only option here. Attack Dismas

Willing to try!

P18, toss an axe at the soldier

Hold since waiting for muh stuff :v

Yuri took a breath. "Uh... things. That happened last time. Since you didn't really talk much about it." she paused. "From how she was talking, that's probably going to happen again. I just wanted to say that the rest of us are here too, you know? We're in this together."