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driftfleet2017-09-15 08:53 pm
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2017-09-15 08:53 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
- adalwolfe hawke,
- anders,
- carl grimes,
- cloud strife,
- edna,
- edwin jarvis,
- felix gaeta,
- fenris,
- fie claussell,
- ginko,
- ignis scientia,
- justice,
- katie mccoy,
- looma red wind,
- maedhros nelyafinwë maitimo fëanorian,
- matt murdock,
- max rockatansky,
- nami,
- noctis lucis caelum,
- pavel chekov,
- prompto argentum,
- psycho mantis,
- riona cousland theirin,
- sam winchester,
- serah farron,
- shouta aizawa,
- snow villiers,
- sorey,
- takeshi,
- uraraka ochako,
- vash the stampede,
- yuri katsuki
the veil is thin . . .
[ On the night of the 16th, the feeling of tension and horrid anticipation comes to a head. Everything stops when the sun goes down-- even the ever-present music in the hoppingest part of the city center. One by one, everyone turns their eyes to the skies. The young and old alike pour out of their houses, some in bare feet, and they point to the velvety blanket of stars.
It takes a second to find it, especially if one is unaccustomed to the starscape. But even a casual observer can see it.
A brightly-shining star, larger than the others, and growing larger.
An announcement cuts across all communication channels that encourages people to evacuate to the space station, but it’s clear that these are just people and they’ll need some help. Supplies, equipment, organization, there’s something for everyone to do.
Civilization is disrupted by a panicked stampede of people vying for limited seats aboard spacefaring craft. Within hours, there will be crushed glass, looting, and chaos.
The clock is ticking. Will you help? Or would you rather watch the dying gasps of a Singing Planet from a safe distance? ]
[OOC: Please see this post for plot details. Phase two has begun! Feel free to use this post as a reaction post, mingle, etc. or make your own!]
It takes a second to find it, especially if one is unaccustomed to the starscape. But even a casual observer can see it.
A brightly-shining star, larger than the others, and growing larger.
An announcement cuts across all communication channels that encourages people to evacuate to the space station, but it’s clear that these are just people and they’ll need some help. Supplies, equipment, organization, there’s something for everyone to do.
Civilization is disrupted by a panicked stampede of people vying for limited seats aboard spacefaring craft. Within hours, there will be crushed glass, looting, and chaos.
The clock is ticking. Will you help? Or would you rather watch the dying gasps of a Singing Planet from a safe distance? ]
[OOC: Please see this post for plot details. Phase two has begun! Feel free to use this post as a reaction post, mingle, etc. or make your own!]
wildcard!
But the way conflicts dissolve, order where her practiced eye expects chaos, that gets her attention. Natasha knows crowds and she knows how they move. she knows how to move in them. That's what gets her attention, at first, the way the flow of evacuation moves smoothly. She doesn't have to watch long to notice there's more going on here than meets the eye. And she's curious, but for the moment, she really only has one question:]
How are you finding them?
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I can... feel which ones are most likely to cause conflict, and I direct them away from each other. Fear and rage are both very distinct for me to sense.
[As long as two people who are ready for a fight don't have a chance to speak, then there will be no fight.]
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[Spirits of peace are usually the ones who prevent conflicts before they happen. Spirits of justice are usually the ones who mete out judgment and mercy/punishment after a conflict. But mortals have a way of putting him in weird situations, and it's not like avoiding unnecessary conflict entirely isn't the just thing to do.]
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But exact information, along with personal feelings, can wait for some time when the sky isn't literally threatening to fall.
Right now, she's interested in how a power like that could be used most effectively.] So you're using that skill to prevent conflicts and pick out stragglers?
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[And he's not taking the time to pick over people's heads like he might instinctively do otherwise. Crowds, especially with so much tension, are overwhelming as it is. He faces wave after wave of past injustices, both committed and suffered, from all the people around him, and there are just too many to deal with and not enough time. The best he can do is get everyone evacuated, and that is grating.]
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Do you need help with that?
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[He gestures to the crowd.] I do not always understand how I should speak to these people, and I risk upsetting them further when I do. If you believe you can calm them effectively, I can point out those most likely to cause conflicts. [He needs someone with people skills is what he's saying. He has terrible social skills and he knows that a mortal who's dealt with other mortals their whole life will likely be better at it.]
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She's confident her skills will be up to the task this time, though.]
Sounds like a plan. Point me the right way, and I'll do what I can.
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[Justice gestures to the crowd, pointing to a man in a red shirt and another man with a ponytail. If one takes a moment to look at them, they're both too quiet, the quiet that comes right before a spooked horse bucks off a rider.] Both of those men are ready to panic and commit violence to get to the ship. If they start, then violence may spread. If you can direct them further away from each other and closer to clusters of children or other people who seem more vulnerable than they, I believe their risk of hurting those around them will be diffused.
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She nods.]
I have an idea.
[She approaches the red shirt, making the decision on the spur of the moment because he's the larger of the two, and if she redirects him away from the other man she figures he'll feel less threatened. At least for the moment. She stands straight, but her posture is less military than it could be, holding her shoulders and hips in a way that emphasizes the fact that she's not in fact a large woman.
In a calm voice, she asks for his help, distracting his attention and giving him something else to focus on. She needs a hand moving some supplies. The task puts him closer to a more mixed group, children and the elderly to one side, and in theory, at least the idea of carrying supplies might reinforce that they're not leaving without him.]
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Once he's sure that the danger has passed, he casts out his mind again, pinpointing others who may riot or attack one another. He'll wait for her to return before trying to give her another task.]
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How's that doing? Crisis averted?
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This, on the other hand, is someone who intends to take advantage of the chaos brewing for a personal vendetta. That will be harder.
She makes her way toward the woman in the crystal necklace. She'll make this one up as she goes.]
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The woman in the crystal necklace doesn't seem to notice Natasha's approach. One hand is fingering her necklace, almost like a rosary. The other hand is stuffed in her pocket, possibly concealing a weapon. Her eyes do not move from the woman ahead of her.]
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Whatever you're planning, it's not worth your life. And it will be your life, because you start something now and there won't be space on any of the shuttles for you.
[Her tone is absolutely uncompromising.]
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Justice tenses, watching and ready to step in at a moment's notice.
The woman swallows hard.] "You don't understand. I'm not a bad person. She is."
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[Natasha walks steadily, her voice calm and even.]
Maybe you're not a bad person, yet. But you start something now and people will die. That's not speculation. People are ready to panic. If you start a riot, then you'll be a bad person.
You have a choice.
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Her arms relax.]
"Fine."
[Justice eyes linger on the woman, but it's like she's a puppet with cut strings, her whole body going limp.
Justice decides to keep her in mind for when all the refugees are evacuated, but for now, the danger has tentatively passed.]
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It'll do for now at least. Think it'll hold?
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[Which isn't the best, but Justice will work with it for now.]
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All things considered, I'll call it a win. Any other hot spots about to blow? Probably too much to ask that most people are keeping their heads.
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[Justice frowns at the red haired woman, though this isn't really a shift from his usual expression.]
How do you know what to say to them? [Justice isn't good at this, and he can read minds. This woman does not have that advantage, but she can deal with this better than even most of the mortals that Justice knows.]
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