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Please report to the infirmary if you are: a Battlefield Medicine and/or Recovery Para-Magic specialist (SeeD or Cadet) a cadet who has not yet passed PMGF 101 someone with off-world healing abilities In preparation for the battle, I wish to create small medical response teams which can work out of rooms other than the infirmary, decentralizing treatment so that a single strike to the infirmary won't take out the entire medical staff. These teams will be led by SeeDs or senior cadets. Basic first aid training is available for those who have not taken REC 101, or those who need a refresher. Touma H. Norstein

[The infirmary is a flurry of activity. There's a huge pile of medical supplies (bandages, Potions, status restorers, etc) on one table, which Gaomon is sorting into smaller piles according to a list in one gloved paw. Touma has a pile of Magic Stones and Pieces thereof before him, which is steadily diminishing as he refines them into spells.]

grainsoftruth

[There are worse places to sit and nibble at a sandwich than the centre of a peaceful grassy clearing, right next to a makeshift campfire.

Of course, said clearing is right in the middle of the training centre, but you can't have everything.]

Aah, it's so warm!

[A blissful smile on her face, Osaka shuffles closer to the pile of leaves and twigs, which is crackling merrily. Maybe too merrily - if you're paying attention, which this girl decidedly is not, you might be a little worried by just how much of the grass is already alight...]

espio

[Someone's been missing lately, and that someone happens to be very important to the Garden's pet lizard. The result is pretty much that, during every ounce of free time available, Espio the Chameleon has been hiding in corners, sulking, being invisible, and generally being far quieter than anyone has come to expect from him.

Unfortunately, he's picked up some sort of cold, which isn't very good when you're making a full-on effort to hide, especially when a sneeze can completely throw off your concentration when trying to stay invisible.

So yes, the corner of the library just sneezed, briefly revealing a pink lizard who promptly disappears again.]

bunnypassingby

[BBS]
Does anyone know how to train a chocobo or any similar big birds to take a rider? We took PET 101 together so she's pretty good about most commands, but she wouldn't let me on for Wishing Star so we never really got to work on riding. I guess I should have asked at the chocobo ranch back on Balamb continent, but I never really thought about riding her until we got here. - Mikuru

[ACTION]
[Out by the front gates is Mikuru, wrapped in a hundred layers and holding out some Gysahl Greens in her mittened hands to Yuko, the two-year-old and thus almost fully grown chocobo.]

Lie down! [The chocobo lies down accordingly.] Good girl! Now, stay...

[Mikuru walks backwards slowly to the chocobo's side. As she gets close enough to mount, Yuko stands abruptly and darts off. Perhaps into your character's way?]

Yuko, no!

curiouseyes

I can believe we are going to have a chance to be around the cold weather! I've never been around it much do I'm excited! I know the goal is to figure out how to help the people of Trabia but we can enjoy the weather while it is still there, right?

Also I wanted to thank you, Dolphin. I was really happy to see the decorations and the cake.

wrnpcs

[While there were much nicer looking flyers with more detail posted around, someone had crudely painted letters on a large banner and hung it over the door of the hotel, stating in a bright red scrawl:

CHARITY TROLLEY DASH!!
Meet Here, Noon March 2nd!!

It was a bit of an eyesore. Some of the older Balamb citizens gave the banner a distasteful look and shook their heads as they walked past this blight on their beautiful town.

Nonetheless, it was the day of the charity trolley dash, proceeds to go to Balamb Town Hospital's children's ward. It was only a short walk from the Balamb Hotel to the Harbor, where a group of volunteers had drawn a circuit out in chalk and littered it with various obstacles to avoid crashing into - mostly food can pyramids and the occasional tire. It was quite a twisty course considering they would be racing shopping trolleys, which were not the easiest things to steer.

The trolleys themselves were lined up where the start/finish line had been drawn. Already there were two unfamiliar pairs - likely Balamb citizens - dressed up in costume (angel, cowboy, caveman and a duck) and having taken their places.

The leader of the event - a scruffily dressed young man, who was wearing a pirate hat - was greeting the particpants as they arrived, placing their entry fee into a small pouch. He had no need for a megaphone, as his voice was naturally loud enough to make anyone nearby feel the need to cover their ears.]

Welcome!

We'll do four circuits! One of you in the trolley, one of you pushing! Swap at the end of each lap!

If anyone gets hurt, we've got two first aiders over there to fix you up!

No deliberately crashing into each other, got it?!

Come on! Hurry up! Take your places!

We're starting in fifteen minutes!

laughafterme

[The air is full of excitement (at least according to Pinkie) as the beloved MC for the date auction takes the stage. Dressed in a queen of hearts costume (with full red bodysuit beneath), Pinkie hops onto the stage with the brightest smile she has in her arsenal.]

WELCOME TO THE EIGHTH ANNUAL… uh… SECOND ANNUAL… No, that's not right either…

[Just how many were there?! Pinkie does some math in the air before batting away at the imaginary numbers.]

WELCOME TO THE ANNUAL DATE AUCTION WHERE WE'RE NOT RAISING MONEY FOR THE ORPHANS THIS TIME! Yeah, that's more like it!

All proceeds from the auction will to towards making a fun space filled to the brim with FUN! Doesn't that sound…FUN?! [Is that silence?] Yeah, I'd rather the money go to orphans, too! But we can work on that later, right?! [She looks to the GFC. Well, it's more like a 'WE-HAD-BETTER-OR-ELSE!!' kinda stare. Pinkie looks back to the audience with her brightest smile again.]

So let's get this show on the road! [Pinkie gives a sly look to the audience.] The road to love~!

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jointheclub

[The Itemcrafting classroom looks like something out of The Sword in the Stone today, with beakers, cauldrons, tubes, liquids, chests, and sundry supplies all floating around in midair, almost but not quite bumping into each other. On one side of the classroom, knives furiously chop away at roots, stalks, and bulbs; on another, large tongs stir boiling cauldrons. In the midst of all this, Slughorn directs traffic with his wand, hurrying here and there to check this process or temper this reaction.]

[Truth be told, Slughorn is running himself raw, between days of gathering up students on the Island and nights of making items and potions to repair the damage they've done to themselves. A very uncharacteristic scowl seems to have landed permanently on his face, and he is constantly mopping at the shine on his increasingly-mottled forehead. In fact, one might almost say he's showing his age...]

Don't even know why I came out of retirement. What am I, a Healer?

[He flicks his wand irritably, sending two completed sleeping draughts and a half-dozen Potions flying into a box.]

tapthekeg

[To say that all this was interesting to Lihau would be quite an understatement. Frankly, while dimension hopping wasn't entirely a new thing to her -- hello, Outlands! -- being thrust into it involuntarily while trying to find the bathroom after a night of getting drunk was. At least she had avoided peeing in anyone's flowerpots, but coming here to Garden had taken her a bit.

As it was, there was quite a lot she had not understood, it seemed...]

[Early in the day, Lihau can be found in the library nearly hidden amongst a truly worship-worthy few towers of books on the desk around her, thumbing through a mix of her course catalog and some random book from said library. Her concentration on such is quite intense, and she seems to be writing down notes on random scraps of paper she likely found just around.]

[Around mid-day, Lihau can be found in the Training Center, though it seems more for the general idea of the area. Rather than going out of her way to fight the Grats, she appears to be going through motions and strikes against thin air that are very similar to martial arts style practices, for those who have seen it before. Once or twice, a Grat will make the mistake of getting too close, and it's often dispatched fairly quickly before she returns to her flowing, cycled motions.

And if THAT doesn't catch your eye, the small kegs hanging from her waist might.]

[And finally, a short time before curfew, Lihau is knocking on the door to the Commander's office, having asked around and been told to talk to this lady over a certain problem...]

grainsoftruth

Cafeteria... cafeteria...

[Today, the large directory in the lobby has a captive audience - not literally, but it's easy to infer that from both the distressed look on her face and the length of time she's been staring at it, almost motionless.]

Ah... Ah! Okay, I got it! If the map says it's here, that means it's gotta be [she points] this way!

[Just as suddenly as it blossomed, her confidence wilts.]

Or... maybe it's this way? This way?

[Slowly, her attention wanders from the map in front of her to the crowds bustling past her in all directions, down to the slightly oversized cadet uniform she's wearing, and finally up towards the ceiling.]

Cafe...?

[She tries to stifle a yawn, unsuccessfully - but then keeps her eyes closed, her expression turning into one of utmost concentration.] No way! There's no way I'm givin' up here! I can do this! I just gotta focus...!

[After a couple more minutes of her standing there, a keen listener might be able to make out a tiny snore.]

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Witches Reign

(sixth punch) BBS + action

02 ○ [action]

[action] so damn unfair

(seventeenth miracle) BBS + action

[bbs | video] open

Trolley Dash!

DATE AUCTION!

Potions and Items, Desperately Needed [Open]

First Brew [Action] / W e l p, that's a panda.

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