The Bunker of Nariba Relia | OPEN PLOT MINGLE POST

[theroadwarrior]

Who: Everyone!!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The bunker in the surrounding desert.
When: Sometime recently, see this post for full information. Below is the excerpt of information listed there. Feel free to make a top comment and thread out the sad truth and whatnot.

[Records buried in the library, the research facility, and cues from the power plant will eventually reveal the bunker in the surrounding desert. The passageway leads several yards underground, and it doesn’t appear to have been used in a long time. Those brave enough to venture inside will find that it is not much more than a tomb. Eerily enough, the emergency lights are still on, casting a soft red glow over sheets and the once-bodies beneath them.

It has been long enough that paper journals, books, and personal belongings (like bags and such) have deteriorated to the point of being extremely fragile. Handled with care, however, they are eager to tell a story.

“The engineers should have been more careful. I’m not sure I’ll be able to recoup my losses from this… At least I have enough money to buy a ride off this planet!”

“No one could have known this would happen. Hopefully it stabilizes so we can go home soon. In the meantime, I’ve been teaching my daughter how to count. She doesn’t understand what’s going on, and I don’t know what to tell her.”

“It’s not getting better. So many people have died that we’re running out of room in the morgue. We had to move all of the food to another room so that the smell doesn’t leach out, but we all know what’s back there.”

“The replicator was supposed to repair us, too.”

“I don’t know if we can go back yet, but it doesn’t matter. Even if the city was back to the way it was, there’s no cure for us. The dead are dead, and we lay down next to them as we wait for our turn.”

There is nothing that can be done for these people except to give them the eternal rest they deserve. Ultimately, the fate of Nariba Relia is a sad one and not altogether preventable.]

Comments

[privateeyed]

Nah, it just sounds like you don't want to say what it really is.

[because boy, does he understand. He scratches at his cheek for a moment, mulling over what he wants to say next. It's one of those things where he has to be . . . delicate, and that's not something he excels at]

But I get it - you want to do something that'll get all the bad shit out of your head, something you can do where you don't have to think. [with a snort] Mindless shit.

[watermarks]

Yeah, something like that. [She takes a deep breath and says what it is.] Something that reminds me I'm alive.

[...]

Even if I'm here. Even if - all that happened. I want to remember, and I want to go back and see if I can get Aang or Sokka to help me put together a memorial outside it, because I think it's important that these people be remembered. And I'll probably grieve about them some more later, but right now... I don't know... it's just what I wish.

[privateeyed]

Then do you first. [he shrugs, because it makes complete sense to him] I mean, it's nice you want to do all that for them, but - can't do shit if you don't sort yourself out.

Can't surf here, but maybe there's something else. [...] Don't suppose you're a drinker, are you? [Ben you're not a drinker don't encourage other people to drink]

[watermarks]

No. [Bleck.] Though I can't say I've ever tried.

[She's just not a big fan of the concept. She's had to deal with people losing control and going crazy stupid due drinking, and she just... doesn't see how it would help.]

[privateeyed]

Oh, well, I was gonna let you drink me under the table to make you feel better, but if you haven't tried it before—

[he shrugs]

[watermarks]

[...heh.]

...maybe just some ice cream.

[privateeyed]

Yeah, that's probably safer. I mean, you're probably a lightweight anyway.

[Ben no]

[watermarks]

[...

A slow eyebrow raise.]

What's that supposed to mean?

[privateeyed]

You know exactly what it means.

[Ben no]

[watermarks]

[...she has an older brother, you know. She KNOWS what you're doing.]

Didn't you just say I would 'drink you under the table?'

[privateeyed]

[he has no siblings but he sure is good at starting shit]

I said I would let you drink me under the table.

[watermarks]

Ha!

[Yup, that's it, that's all she feels is necessary to say right now.]

[privateeyed]

[he really should stop while he's ahead - ]

But again, you're probably a lightweight, so it won't happen.

[nnnaaaaah]

[watermarks]

[She just doesn't like the way that word sounds, okay? It gets a twitch out of her.]

Probably not. [Simple agreement. And, you know, if she could have just left it there...] Since I don't see the point in doing something like that anyway.

[privateeyed]

Oh, of course. [you shouldn't have twitched, Katara. Don't show weakness] Lot of people don't see the point in doing something they can't do. I get it.

1/2

[watermarks]

[YOU DARE]

2/2

[watermarks]

I don't know if I can do it or not; that's the point. I haven't tried it. And if I was going to try it, it probably wouldn't be on a desert planet, with the known effect alcohol has on hydration, on top of being in a completely alien and uncertain situation.

[SO. We've gotten to the Give Reasons Stage. This can only go well.]

[privateeyed]

[this is going so, so well]

That sounds like a shitload of excuses to me. Got any more? I'll let you keep going if you want.

[watermarks]

[Grrr.]

Nope, that's it. [Because they are not excuses, they are REASONS, and they are PERFECTLY SOUND ONES thank you very much.]

[privateeyed]

Oh, good. 'Cause - I wasn't gonna suggest drinking down here - that'd just be stupid - and I was gonna say we'd be better off on the Iskaulit so your first drink isn't some shitty nonsense down here. [...] Got nothing on the alien situation, though.

[watermarks]

[Katara just gives him a long look.]

I just don't see what good it will do.

[privateeyed]

[he is completely unphased by the look. His own tone is matter of fact]

Took your mind off shit and got you annoyed at me, so I'd say it's doing good already.

[he arches a brow] Figure it out.

[watermarks]

[...

...

She chuckles.] Alright, alright. You've got me.

[But is this an agreement to go and get a drink?]

[privateeyed]

[even if it isn't he's succeeded]

'Course I did. It's a gift.

[watermarks]

Mmmhmm. [...

So, yeah, she might not be interested in trying it, except now she kind of is, and she knows Nami runs a bar and that Nami wouldn't let anything TOO bad happen, besides, she just kind of wants to see his face if she says:] So you're paying, right?