thespaceopera: (red alert)
Voices from Heaven ([personal profile] thespaceopera) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2017-09-15 08:53 pm

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!]
edwinjarvis: (pic#10934225)

[personal profile] edwinjarvis 2017-10-03 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
It did take a few aided families before I correlated as much, yes.

[Dryly, stepping back as they are walked toward by a rather unhappy father:]

You don't necessarily make it easy to tell.
Edited 2017-10-03 19:32 (UTC)
echovocation: (i jacked up my keywords)

[personal profile] echovocation 2017-10-04 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah he's gonna just slap that punch aside and trip the father down, falling down to pin him because while he's a rough and tumble dude, he's not about to kick the shit out of a dad in front of his children for wanting to protect those children, no matter how damn stupid he's being.]

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.
edwinjarvis: (pic#11127516)

[personal profile] edwinjarvis 2017-10-06 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Jarvis is gonna just step aside, avoiding the flailing man and Matt, respectively.]

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.)]
echovocation: (there's no meaning to the world)

[personal profile] echovocation 2017-10-06 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jarvis, you dick.......

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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[personal profile] edwinjarvis 2017-10-06 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jarvis does eventually emerge, walking at a relaxed but speedy pace. After all, it's important to work efficiently. He is admittedly a bit surprised to see the masked man; after all, despite Jarvis' oblivious nature, he certainly senses the lone ranger vibes. And also, the possibility Matt is ready to escape just Jarvis in general. But he smiles mildly, moving to stand beside him and offer him a capped glass bottle of a rather cool drink, something particularly fruity he had rather enjoyed before the danger appeared in the sky.]

From the family -- both a thanks, as well as an apology for bullheadedness.
Edited 2017-10-06 21:00 (UTC)
echovocation: (i am ZORRO)

[personal profile] echovocation 2017-10-09 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Glances down at the proffered bottle before taking a step back.] Enjoy it for me.

[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?
edwinjarvis: http://iconmunism.tumblr.com/ (Inquiry | ahem)

[personal profile] edwinjarvis 2017-10-10 09:53 am (UTC)(link)
[He gives a nod, but he doesn't quite oblige; instead he puts it in the emergency pack carried on his back. In case he runs into a local in need of a drink, anyway.] Indeed, I can -- handle them. If you're in need of the services of a butler -- just call for Edwin Jarvis, of the SS Tourist. I trust you'll return to the fleet in one piece, Mr. Bandit.
echovocation: (EVERYTHING IS POINTLESS)

[personal profile] echovocation 2017-10-11 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
Not a bandit, [Matt calls over his shoulder, before -you guessed it- kicking his way up over a wall and hopping down. See ya, super polite guy]