[OPEN] Earthquake Event

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Characters: OPEN
Location: Death City
Rating: Varied
Time: Jan 22
Description: OOC post here.



It's early in the morning -- just after morning training -- when the ground beneath Death City shakes violently in what most of you might recognize as an earthquake. It's not a particularly huge one for the more experienced of the guests, but it sends cracks shooting through the cobblestoned ground of Death City and up the sides of some buildings. A small handful of structures, mostly those that have been abandoned in the course of this war or the very old ones, take the most damage and topple over or crumble at their foundations.

The earthquake lasts no more than half a minute, but the vibrations and aftershocks last through the day. Death City's streets become full of holes, from those the size of apples to what could be described as deep ditches. The greatest damage, however, is the commercial sector, which becomes flooded as the waterways take damage and spill water into the streets. Shibusen's alarms blare out and quick, urgent orders to fix the waterways and search for the injured or anyone trapped in rubble filter in through all networks.


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This in-game day will last a week irl.

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[waitedforyou]

It's all right... you don't have to give my any title.

Nice to meet you, Allen.

[briochetime]

Since we have just met, it would be strange to call you only 'Clovis'...

[It's a bit apologetic; but it's also not exactly an agreement.]

[waitedforyou]

Well, that is my request.

[briochetime]

[He gives it a moment of consideration; ultimately--]

All right.

Have you been in the city long?

[waitedforyou]

Yes.

Longer than I can actually remember. How about that?

[briochetime]

[A touch of confusion--]

Ah, are you a native, rather than a 'guest'?

[Because come to think of it, you never did answer that question, did you?]

[waitedforyou]

Hm?

No, I'm not a native, but I am going to be eventually. When the war is over, I don't intend on returning home.

[briochetime]

[He very nearly stops walking at that; it takes a couple more steps before he speaks again, voice carefully neutral.]

... I wasn't aware that was possible.

[waitedforyou]

Spirit said that it may be possible, and so that is what I am working toward.

[briochetime]

[A 'may' isn't a guarantee at all, is it? He would really like to ask this guy his motivation for staying. Instead:]

Do you mean that you may be able to ask BREW to allow you to stay?

[waitedforyou]

Yes, we may be able to do that.

I see no reason why it should not work.

[briochetime]

[He can think of a thousand reasons why it wouldn't. Still, it's not his place to voice all of them when he knows so little about this person.

He can't help pursuing it, though.]

Would it really be all right? We do not belong to this world in the first place, after all.

[waitedforyou]

Well, I --

[ Clovis has nothing waiting for him back in his world but a coffin. His hand settles over his throat, as he winces, before straightening his posture and walking a little more with purpose. ]

-- just can't leave Spirit alone. He's absolutely hopeless.

[briochetime]

[Allen watches carefully, if obliquely; it seems like a delicate topic, but it seems like he isn't the only one practiced at dancing around it.

It takes him a moment of confusion to place the name, though. People of this world and their oddball names...]

Spirit... the Death Scythe? [One of the friendly ones he remembers from the first day.] He is a friend of yours?

[waitedforyou]

One of my dear best friends, yes.

[briochetime]

I see.

[Somehow, it seems absolutely strange to him, making friends with the ones originally of Shibusen. He has to admit, though, that it's probably just him.

Is a dear friend a good reason to stay? One has to wonder.]

Was your world very like this one?

[waitedforyou]

No, not at all.

[ A light shake of the head. There is a lot of things that are different, but he just says. ]

It is far more technological advanced.

[briochetime]

Even more...?

[There is such a thing? He can't even imagine it. Perhaps he should be grateful that Death City... is Death City and not somewhere else even stranger.]

It must have been inconvenient to come here.

[Though, moving backwards should be easier than moving forwards, shouldn't it?]

[waitedforyou]

Just a little bit more, yes.

[ Clovis feels funny about talking about his world, since he has not in such a long time. It is oddly become like a memory rather than something real. This is possibly, because he is accepting that he is going to stay here. ]

Not really. I made some rather nice friends and that's what really matters.

[briochetime]

Ah...

[Being new, Allen is of course still rather attached to what he left behind. Never mind the fact that he's already let go of everything once; there's a difference between expecting never to go back, and accepting that he may not see anything he knew ever again.

The latter isn't something he'll allow.

The way Clovis phrases his own rationale seems somehow... too flippant, all things considered. Of course, it's none of his business.]

I hope that you're able to stay, then.

[waitedforyou]

It certainly is what I am hoping for.

[briochetime]

[That is what he's hoping, too; to be selfish for a moment.

At this point they've come in sight of the steps, and Allen's feet slow suddenly to a stop. If Clovis looks up, he can probably spot the reason why; there are cracks running up and down the great steps, damage visible even from this far.]

[waitedforyou]

[ Clovis continues on before noticing that he is not being followed. Stopping, he turns back then looks where they are headed. Ah. He takes a few steps back. ]

What happened? Ah, right. So now what do we do?

[briochetime]

[He resists the urge to sigh; everything is so messed up today, you can't even properly walk anywhere, anymore.]

The earth still isn't steady... I don't think it would be very safe to go to Shibusen at the moment. Do you know of anywhere else that may be safe to stay in?

[There isn't any sure place that he knows of, besides the clinic; though he's not holding out especial hope that Clovis will know, either.]

[waitedforyou]

... I'm afraid I don't.

[ He takes a hesitant step back. ]