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driftfleet2017-09-15 08:53 pm
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2017-09-15 08:53 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
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- looma red wind,
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- matt murdock,
- max rockatansky,
- nami,
- noctis lucis caelum,
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- 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!]
Man, he'd do so much more than that even. :/
She's always been the best part of him. The one person who's motivated him to try to be a better person. And to have her trying to tease him is like a dream he's had before many times, but it's difficult to really remember what it's like to respond to it.]
You're good at that.
[And he'd had enough passion and drive for the both of them. Except as a Farron, she'd had enough of her own as well.]
Stragglers are probably more likely to listen to you than me. [It's not like he's been asking, exactly.] I'll just carry their things.
This is part of what makes him a damn good boyfriend. Now if he'd stop being so hard on himself SIGH
For now, though, they had something else to focus on. They work well as a team, and she's maybe counting on that some to help keep him with her and focused. ]
Hey, don't sell yourself short so quickly. [ She says as they start off further in, heading in the opposite direction of the evacuating natives. ] You had enough stubborn charisma to win over Lightning, after all.
[ She's seen it, and she'll carry that memory of Claire's blessing all the way to her grave.
... Wait.]That is *never* going to happen. Someone has to ride him now that Light's lightened up.
He takes one long, longing look at her before finally drawing away. In a way, it feels as if he's lost a limb, but he doesn't reach for her again either.]
It was just a case of wearing her down after everything that happened.
[Because it was something he wanted, Lightning's approval to marry Serah. He wanted her to know that he wasn't going away. And he'd won...
But paid for that as well.]
These guys are just like the people in Bodhum after the scare with PSIcom and the Pulse fal'Cie.
[He looks around and puts his sizable arm between two men who look like they're about to fight about who was first in line.]
Hey, knock it off. There's plenty of space and time to get to the shuttles.