What.

The hell.

Is WRONG with you people?!

Shouldn't you all be working? Good god.

Checking in. Repairs on the Hall are going well. The roof is the biggest concern, with the way it buckled, but I have faith that it'll be set to go reasonably soon. From what I see, the construction efforts in the housing areas are coming along at a reasonably good clip.

really fucking Glad McQueen is all right.

...still no sign of Allen. ( Read more... )

[Handwriting is quick, sharp strokes in ballpoint pen.]

Check #1. Nothing yet. Working my way down.

Report in as needed.

[Scrawled in perhaps forty-five minutes later, after the blood]

fucking HELL Dash! Any sign of him?

((ooc: strikes = scratched out fast))

[Edited in some time later...]

LOTUS. HELIX. REPORT IN PLEASE.

[The entry is written in pencil, sharp slashing strokes that speak of someone in a hurry.]

HEADCOUNT, PEOPLE. Who the hell is going off on thi--

[The entry abruptly ends, a smattering of graphite and a slightly too-hard gouge saying that the pencil snapped.]

checking in from the wilderness.

hatchery is cleared, everyone should be out.

if anyone needs me i'll be with bastet who still has a harem apparently even in disaster scenarios catching some very much needed sleep.

hatchery staff check in please -- throne you're already accounted for.

HATCHERY STAFF -- guards, guides, whoever.

I need all of you in the Hall ASAP. If Chosen's right, and something's brewing, we need to get all the cocoons downstairs to the Wilderness as fast as is possible. I'll stake out an area that's safe and not too far from the elevator, so nothing gets lost, but we're going to have to move it and move it ( Read more... )