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driftfleet2018-04-02 02:11 am
theroadwarrior) wrote in driftfleet2018-04-02 02:11 am
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The Bunker of Nariba Relia | OPEN PLOT MINGLE POST
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.]
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.]
i love scaling these walls
He hasn't spoken fully of Asgard's end since appraising Natasha and Steve of what had happened. That had been more of a report than anything. Speaking of it to someone as young and uninvolved as Katara doesn't sit easily with Thor. For himself, he can't and won't forget the tragedy of what's happened, but he doesn't want to let it drag him to a standstill. He needs to move forward. He needs to be a pillar for his people to believe it. Even so... there are times when his uncertainty and fear of the road ahead creep up on him.
They're breathing down his neck now. But Katara's earnest words are enough for him to set them aside. After a long moment, he exhales and smiles faintly.]
Thank you, Katara. I find there really aren't words for it. One day the storytellers will find some, I'm sure. By then I hope it is a distant memory about a dark time in our history, told in a time of peace.
good, 'cause here's more
But he is a long way from home. In a place where his returning is outside of his control, and she knows the way that silence and waiting can press on grief and pain. It's one thing to be able to remain busy, feel as if you are a step ahead. It's another thing when the echoes of loss find you in the dark.
She hopes that the fleet will not become a dark place for him, but she fears that he won't find any escape from his pain here, not with the relentless boredom she'd heard was so much of this place. She remembered the times in Luceti, how she and others had been so hurt and tried to bury it...
...but she didn't think that was what Thor was doing. He was telling her, after all. And it had all happened so recently. Still... she was concerned for him, heart broken for him and his people. ]
I hope so too. [ She takes a half-step toward him to place her hand against his arm, her gaze clear as she does not look away from his. ] I believe you, when you say that you'll lead them into a time of peace. That you, and they, will hurt and grieve, but you'll adapt and grow as well. I believe that too.
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I appreciate that. And thank you for listening, as well. I haven't had much cause to speak of it before.
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Thank you for being willing to share it. That can't have been easy.
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They walk the rest of the way back to the village.]