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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!]
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This is how children are normally held. Ordinarily I would say that you should not pick up a child without their consent but we're in an emergency, so that trumps it.
[She's also trying hard not to laugh at the little girl. You kind of are a ghost, Justice...]
The spirits where he and I are from are different than the ones you think of. Spirits back home embody an idea or emotion, like rage or joy. But he is a bit spooky like a ghost, no? [With that shit-eating grin, Riona leaves them be and heads back for the baby. She picks her up, wrapping her loosely in a blanket.]
There we go.
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[She finally leans her head on Justice's shoulder and wraps her arms around his neck. Immediately, he goes rigid, trying to process the new amount of contact.
Gradually, he relaxes, putting a steadying hand on her back. He can do this. He can do this.] I can lead us to their parents. They're by the ships for now.
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Take the lead and I'll follow. And we best hurry before they're boarded and we have to try and find them on that station.
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Justice keeps a firm grip on the girl as he climbs up the stairs. Just as they pass the foyer, the girl reaches out a hand.] "Wait, my gran's--"
[Justice doesn't pause. He opens the drawer of the table standing next to the front door, pulling out a crystal necklace and draping around the little girl's neck. She falls silent immediately, fingering the crystals.] If you wish for anything else, speak quickly. You will not return to this place.
[The girl glances sadly back into her house, but shakes her head, holding her stuffed toy close.]
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It's all right sweetheart. It'll be hard for awhile, but someday you'll be able to make a new home.
[She wishes it would be easy, and that this girl wouldn't have to go through it at all, but there's no avoiding it.]
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He keeps a clipped pace, frowning at the meteor growing larger in the sky. The girl catches a glimpse and her eyes go wide with fear, her fingers becoming white with how hard she clutches her toy. Justice feels the fear spiking, and he glances at Riona desperately, searching for some guidance on how to soothe a child even as he just tries.] You will be evacuated before the meteor hits. We found you in time, and we will deliver you to your parents.
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Her somber musing abruptly cuts off when she hears Justice talk. The girl's afraid, no doubt. Riona smiles and walks up along side of them.]
It looks really close because it's so big, but we have plenty of time. It won't hit for a couple more days, and you'll be far away by then.
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The infant does not seem all that disturbed by the meteor. Instead, it giggles as it mouths its teething rings, then promptly throws them on the ground.
The girl speaks without even opening her eyes,] "She's going to cry later if she doesn't have those."