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For the past few days, the sound of strong winds and sand hitting glass and walls have become the usual background noise. Goggles and scarves and protective gear have become necessary accessories when venturing outside.

The night before, the winds continued to pick up until, early in the morning, the power flickered and died. For the people staying behind the power comes and goes, but a lot of people won't be around to notice.

Not long after the power goes out, the sound of the sandstorm is joined by the blaring of sirens, followed by an announcement about an evacuation. All residences are directed to Shibusen where they will pass through the mirror usually used by mission goers to travel to their destination.

The shelter they find themselves in is a cylindrical room with lots of bunk beds along the wall and seats on the other side. Don't worry, there are a few of these areas connected to each other via open doorways. There's enough room for everyone! Sort of. At the very least, there's enough room for everyone to fit in there even if there aren't quite enough beds for everyone, especially since it's not only the guests who are here.

At least everyone gets a thin blanket so even if you end up on the floor it won't be too cold.

Please indicate in the header: [Character | Location (either the Shelter, or somewhere in Death City if it's during the evacuation) | Date ]

((OOC: this log will cover the IC days of July 2nd to July 3rd. Feel free to start open threads either set in the bunker or during the evacuation or both!))

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[dead_black_eyes]

Well. From the sounds of it, the blond was giving up. L sighed in a way that could only be described as "feeling eternal to everyone on the receiving end of that contempt", and his own head fell back against the wall panel with a dull thunk.

"Our only option might be to sit and wait for the power to come back on," he said in a low voice, holding his knees tightly to control what appeared to be a full-body tremor. "That could be minutes, or hours. If we're lucky."

[morecowbell]

She scratched absently behind her ear before moving on to other nervous twitches that were for the most part quiet for the time being. The blond was feeling slightly claustrophobic but Ryuzaki's presence was helping her not freak out completely.

The power suddenly flickered back on, the elevator roared to life and Nanami flung herself over at the button panel as fast as she could from a sitting position slamming an open palm against the open door button about only about 0.013 seconds too late as it all shut down again. "...crap!" And she moaned all the way back to a sitting position this time directly next to the panel so she could reach it faster next time.

After another moment of silence she spoke to him. "So... interesting sand storm we're having, huh?"

[dead_black_eyes]

Even L had to concede that being in the situation with someone, even someone who was largely helpless to rectify it as he was, soundly beat being in it alone.

He could register the change in light, straightening and starting to scramble to his feet, but there was barely even time to react before it was pitch black, with only the comparatively feeble flashlight beam to illuminate their little rectangular cell.

Her seat put her fairly close to him. He raised his head when she asked a question that was, really, far too casual and general to really do the current predicament and justice.

"Did you really just ask me if the sandstorm was interesting? I'm scared, and bored, and that is the worst combination I can possibly think of."

[morecowbell]

"What, did you just want me to let you curl up into a ball and sob to yourself the entire time we're stuck in here? I thought some light conversation would be distracting since games like 'I spy' are clearly out of the question." She snapped irritably without raising her voice too high.

[dead_black_eyes]

L blinked. That was unexpected.

They were cheap shots, but she was right about "I Spy" being out of the question... and instead of acknowledging she was powerless she was doing something entirely different, and attempting to... lighten things.

He was surprised at just how grateful he was. Disgusted, even, but too scared and bored to attempt to take things in a different direction.

"...that doesn't mean we can't play a game..."

[morecowbell]

"I don't... really know any other games," she admitted. If it didn't cost money to do or involve things like Croquet mallets her parents didn't deem it worthy for her to participate in, not to mention her lack of friends to learn these types of games from.

"Do you know some?"

[dead_black_eyes]

If he has been stuck in the elevator with Light, chess would have been an immediate option. Neither of them needed a board to keep track, after all.

But he doubted he could propose such a thing to Nanami.

"There's always truth or dare," he mumbled, half-joking.

[morecowbell]

He couldn't, he'd be lucky if she could pose a challenge in checkers for more than couple minutes or so quite honestly.

"I always thought that was more of a party game, besides, how would you verify that I've completed any of your dares?"

[dead_black_eyes]

"You could always choose truth. And I wouldn't dare you to do anything that I couldn't verify," L sighed, as if still unconvinced he really wanted to do it.

[morecowbell]

"Pass, like I want to tell a complete stranger truths about myself. Also, I'm not sure there's enough things to dare someone in such a small amount of space."

[dead_black_eyes]

"It was a suggestion, and not even a bad one, especially considering you're running so short," L retorted tetchily.

[morecowbell]

She's not going to mention the fact that she is terrible at asking people questions about themselves or coming up with dare ideas...

"Forgive me if the only ones I can even remember hearing about rely solely on the ability to see like charades. What about some sort of word game?"

[dead_black_eyes]

"I would win a word game," L said, confidently, in a way that somehow managed not to sound completely arrogant. "I can save us the trouble of playing by assuring you that this is the case."

[morecowbell]

"Oh-ho? Aren't we the confident one?" Nanami may not be the smartest person in the world but she has a pretty large vocabulary for a 14 year old. Also at this point, in a way it was a game to see which of the two could find a single game for both of them to agree upon. "Well then, your turn Mr. Smarty Pants."

[dead_black_eyes]

It was probably easy to consider Nanami much ditzier than she actually was... but then again, she looked and acted a lot older than fourteen, so certain individuals (read: L) could be forgiven for thinking so. Probably.

"You could try to guess what I'm thinking of," L said coldly.

His tone didn't make it very difficult to guess that pointless waste of time was very likely foremost in his thoughts.

[morecowbell]

"I.. don't think I want to guess that." To be fair L had quite the poker-face not to mention the monotonous tone of his voice, however she could feel the ice that came with that comment and assumed it was some sort of insult toward her.

[dead_black_eyes]

"Doubtless, you would prefer not to. The truth can be painful," L replied smoothly, well aware that the only reason Nanami was sticking around was because she had no other choice in the matter.

"I wonder if you're thinking anything at all. That could be guessed," he revised, belatedly and apathetically.

[morecowbell]

What was that supposed to mean-- oh, good save Ryuzaki. Nanami always had a lot on her mind that may or may not have to do with the current situation but clearly since it had been so recently brought to her attention, she was thinking about how she wanted out of here. "Maybe," was all she gave him.

[dead_black_eyes]

"The world seldom deals in certainties, but I do, when I can."

[morecowbell]

She sighed and drew her knees up to her chest, if life were only straight forward. But then again that would probably get pretty boring pretty fast. "Thought guessing games aside, are you at least feeling a bit calmer now?"

[dead_black_eyes]

"No," L said flatly. "I'm compartmentalizing. It will all come out later, when it is more practical to have a complete and total meltdown. You are welcome."

[morecowbell]

"Don't be such a drama queen," she rolled her eyes. Hello pot meet kettle. "I'm sure we'll get enough power to get the doors to open soon."

[dead_black_eyes]

"You're not sure. There is no possible way you can be sure. If we are here for days and I go insane and murder you, I ask your forgiveness in advance, I suppose," he said blithely.

[morecowbell]

"I was trying to stay positive, jerk." She was well aware of the fact that she had really shitty karma but more than an hour would really take the cake. "If you think I'd just sit here and let you murder me you've got another thing coming, no eyes."

[dead_black_eyes]

"Really. You think you could take me in a fight?" L asked dryly. "That's something I'd like to witness. I'm stronger than I look, you know, with or without eyes."