[OPEN] Earthquake Event

[soul_mods]

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.


ooc: Like always, please feel free to start your own threads. Follow the subject line format:
[Character(s)] [Location/Time] [Close/Open]
This in-game day will last a week irl.

Comments

[de_faulty_hero]

While Sephiroth might deny it, he had seen how much of a 'softie' his partner was with him and even to a small extension Kuroro. The hardest part was getting Sephiroth to trust but after that, it was a piece of cake. His partner had gone from a power-hungry jerk to a possession, protective worry-wart.

He stopped on the street in order to turn and look at the pout that was on Sephiroth's lips. It was obvious his decision wasn't one that pleased the silver-haired man. "Yes, when we get back for starters, we're icing that side and then tossing you in the tub to relax. Then it's on the couch resting with you."

[pure_lineage]

Cloud's statement was returned with a disinterested huff. He truly thought that the blonde was making far too much of a big deal out of something so trivial. It wasn't as though the bones in his chest had broken, and they were hardly causing him any discomfort. As for the bruising, none of it could be seen so long as his jacket remained on.

"I hardly need rest," he grumbled, but he didn't protest any further than that as he began to follow his partner.