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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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The latest family comes shuffling out, hurrying past Matthew but thanking Jarvis on their way, and Matt turns to sniff out the next house to vandalize. So many stubborn, materialistic idiots...
oh shit he sounds like Stick]
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[He entirely accepts this reply, following with a jaunty sort of step.]
If you'd like, I could sew you a mask with bigger eyeholes. If you must have one.
Perhaps stitch your name into the brim.
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1/2
Why are you masking your identity, if I may ask?
Or -- oh, dear, I'm so sorry; it's not a...
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They likely have something to help with that, on the fleet...
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[Are you enjoying his company still.]
If you'd like, I could try giving you a haircut, to bolster your spirits?
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1/2
Freedom, delicious, delicious freedom-]
2/3 actually
Oh, would you look at that. A lovely gate! Truly a fine sample of craftsmanship.
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[He steps after Matt, though, moving to knock politely on a door, see if anyone will answer before Matt kicks shit down.]
I just realized -- you cover more than just your head. And I very much doubt you have issues with your eyebrows.
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Anyone ever tell you that you're nosy? [At least Matt waits to see if anyone answers before picking through some stones beside the walkway this time.]
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How rude. I'm merely helping a fellow rescuer. One that is concealing their identity.
... Are you some sort of hero of sorts? Superheroes. I'm quite familiar with those.
Though they usually try to look like superheroes.
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C'mon in, friend]
Not a superhero. [In case all the b&e didn't make it obvious]
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[Lord give him strength. Okay.
He pokes his head in after Matt, frowning.]
Committing acts of heroism in a mask usually means as much.
... Even if the methods are concerning.
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[Dryly, stepping back as they are walked toward by a rather unhappy father:]
You don't necessarily make it easy to tell.
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Shouldn't you be doing that diplomacy thing you like so much? Hey. [The tail end of that is directed down at the father, Matt holding his pinned arm in place.] You're taking your family and evacuating. You can replace your things later.
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I'm afraid with how much you tend to act irrationally like a criminal, I've depleted my diplomatic reserves. [He turns toward the children, smiling softly in their direction and leaving Matt to the hole he'd dug himself.] I'll go fetch some bags for them. Children, shall we go pack some of your favorite toys? Oh -- yes, that's a very lovely dolly you have there, young man. Let's certainly pack that...
[And lo, you are left on the floor, pinning a pissed off dude.
One moment, be back in a jiffy!
(Hope you two sort out your differences by the time we return.)]
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Matt doesn't manage to make peace with the father but he does manage to convey "if you don't get your kids to safety I will choke you out and take you all there myself" which is apparently the best he'll get. He has to do his threatening looming outside of the house though, because the dad's gonna go check on his kids and Matt's not here to babysit.
He does wait for Jarvis, though. Despite trying to ditch him not two houses ago.]
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From the family -- both a thanks, as well as an apology for bullheadedness.
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[He's gonna head to the markets. He'd bet his bottom dollar there are some idiot teenagers looting instead of evacuating over there.] I'm sure you've got the rest of the houses here, right?
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