The 100; a panfandom game

[MISS OCTAVIA BLAKE]

Knowing that the eve of battle is most often the time of the greatest stress and difficulty, I thought very hard before coming to you. With one of the recent 'pod' activities, I was gifted with a key. This key, in my world, unlocks a portal to another plane. Purgatory, I suppose let us say.

I had thought to destroy this key, for it brought much pain and tragedy in my own world. But if we were to utilize it to flank this werewolf army, then it might be a thing useful.

[ABIGAIL]

I know you are going to fight, Abbie. I suppose, in my own way, I would like to fight too.

Today I saw them from the river and when I raised my spear, they called to me. We assume that death is the poorer choice when we are the ones looking at it. It is a wolf's nature to hunt.

MILITARY & COMMAND:

You can't risk even a single werewolf surviving tomorrow night. You must have figured that out by now.

When the battle is over, your people are going to be hurt. I'll probably be fine. I'm going to hunt down any stragglers. Assuming the werewolves don't flee before sunrise and need to be chased while they're still turned, they'll be weak and easy to find. I may need a short rest after the fight, but I promise you they won't be able to outrun me.

ABBIE MILLS, ICHABOD CRANE, MARY MARGARET BLANCHARD, & KILLIAN JONES:

Tomorrow, we head into the fray. What do you say we get together tonight, play some cards and drink a little (but not to much that we're impared for tomorrow).

MARY MARGARET BLANCHARD:

Keep Bae safe for me. Don't let anything happen to him.

BAELFIRE:

Hey kiddo. By now you've probably seen that I'm going to help them out tomorrow. Can you do something for me?

Alastor Moody, which apparently some of you already know? Someone smiled and waved at me in the hallway. To say that's rare reaction to me back home is putting it really fucking lightly, but whatever the case, it was an odd experience. Maybe they've just hit their head one too many times and I look another cripple they know.

I've been assigned to the guards. And yes, I have a cane. It'll be fine.

Okay everyone. A lot of you know me already, but if we haven't met, hi, I'm Dr. Gates. I'm also known as the Hot Doctor. I specialized in emergency medicine in Chicago, and before that I was an Army medic in the Gulf War. I'm going to be in charge of triage over the full moon, so in case what we're dreading actually happens, I need everyone to listen to me now so we can get it in our heads.

• If you get hurt out there, don't fuck around and pretend you're invincible and like you can fight through it. Come find us - Dr. Hunt, Dr. Simmons, Peter and I will be near the blast doors - or have someone else bring you. We'll evaluate you and get you on your way as quickly as possible. Acting like you're not actually injured is going to lead to worse injuries in the long run, and I think we all know how limited we are here.
  
• If you see someone injured and they can't make it back to us on their own, it's your responsibility to help them out. We're all in this together, so we need to act like a team on this. Call someone. Get help. We have people who can fly. Use them to get the injured out of danger quickly. People who can fly: you're our best bet for evac, so keep an eye on that if you can. Otherwise, get on a radio and talk to me. I'll come to you.
  
• Seriously, don't fuck around with your injuries. It's easy to underestimate something you don't have any experience with, but that's not going to help any of us. I'm not going to be able to help you if you brush off that scratch on your arm like it's no big deal.
  
• Get some rest tonight and tomorrow. Saturday night is going to be a damn long night, and we need all of you at your best. I'm talking to you too, medical staff. Your instincts will kick in and help you get through this, but trust me, it's easy to crash, and crash hard, too.

I think that's all I've got right now. With any luck, we'll just be able to forget this lecture even happened.

Chatty to Rose Hathaway

-- Want to get the hell out of here?
-- I can't help but feel everyone's on edge, waiting for the inevitable, and it's giving me the jitters.