[OPEN] Sandstorm Event + September Introduction Log

[soul_mods]

Given that the last time there was a sandstorm BREW had just...unceremoniously dumped the new arrivals outside to face the elements, Shibusen decided it would be prudent to send some people out to make sure the poor souls aren't left to flounder.

Outfitting their volunteers with the proper gear, they're allowed back into Death City not only to search for new arrivals but also to check for stragglers.

However, as the volunteers go through the city, they find more than just the expected stragglers and new arrivals. For some reason, there is the occasional Kishin Egg wandering around...

To make things worse, the sandstorm continues to rage, causing poor visibility and covering the streets with a thick layer of sand, making it hard to keep footing. A problem these Kishin Eggs don't seem to have when most of them are capable of diving under the sand to move like sharks.

Comments

[feelsgoodinyou]

It had been both intentional and without meaning to that he had forfeited his chance to reply to her first question. Bakura had simply assumed that it hadn't been the type of question one expected or wanted an answer to.

"Hmn." Did she? Bakura gave her a weary glance as he pulled his injured leg up to pull his pants' fabric back into place. Resting his head against it, he ran a hand through his bangs, idly noting that the sand had invaded them as well. "I'm not hungry right now."

He still had a habit of forgetting about his renewed need for the intake of food unless his body reminded him of it. In this case he had eaten earlier before he had decided to brave the sandstorm once more, though. "I'm a bit tired, but that's about it. I've never needed much."

[morecowbell]

Nanami both wanted and didn't want an answer. The latter was in case the answer was something she didn't want to hear, like she was only a means to an end. In a way she expected everyone to treat her as such after all wasn't she normally a use or be used type of person?

Foiled. She briefly frowned at him through her bangs before going for another drink from her water bottle. "How much longer do you think it will last?" She asked going back to her unruly mane.

[feelsgoodinyou]

"What? The storm or the monster infestation?" He asked, looking warily at the ceiling. Now that the adrenaline had had time to leave his body he was rapidly beginning to feel its toll. "Nobody can predict what a storm like that will do for sure."

He sighed and closed his eyes, concentrating on the sound of the steadily howling wind outside and the way the sand kept hitting the house in waves. It felt strangely calming and nostalgic in a way. Opening his eyes again, he added "But if I were you I'd prepare for a long night. This one's here to stay."

"As for the monsters...", he regarded her with a calm look, "they'll stay around as well until somebody kills them."

[morecowbell]

Quite a while had passed and Nanami had cleaned herself up a bit with her moist towelettes, antibacterial soap and small amount of water in order to conserve their stash. What she really wanted was a soak in the bath and clean change of clothing though. The remaining light, not that there was a whole ton to begin with, was quickly fading and Nanami was cursing the fact that she had left her flashlight at the shelter, maybe Bakura had one.

"You didn't happen to bring a flashlight, did you?" She could only make out his outline at this point. There was a lot of stuff around as this place was used as storage which would make it difficult to move around without tripping or stubbing a toe.