[IN PROGRESS/OPEN]
WHO: Alucard/toothsomehound, Usopp/longnosedliar, Sam Vimes/stonyfaced, Jessica Sanders/DIVIDEDSANITY, Otacon/justlikeoneofmy, Lauren Reed/dancewithadevil, Ken/artiglio, Zoro/resolute_edge, AND - anyone else who would like to be trapped is welcome to join!
WHAT: BOOM.
WHERE: Guilty Pleasures.
WHEN: Evening.
( I've seen Diamonds cut through harder men. )
WHAT: BOOM.
WHERE: Guilty Pleasures.
WHEN: Evening.
( I've seen Diamonds cut through harder men. )
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The loud explosion made him start, and the rumbling caused him to dive under the table. It might have been nothing, but he wasn't going to take that chance.
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"Are you ok mister?" He said after making his way over cautiously. Ken himself wasn't really hurt, just shaken and covered in dust. "You've gotten yourself pinned really well..."
Great, just great. His one night out by himself and something like this happened. Ken could only hope it was just this building, that everyone outside was ok.
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"Nah, I'll be fine." Despite his words, he twisted underneath the thing, spitting and cursing at it. Fuck it all, it hurt, and even if he'd survived worse, it didn't mean he had to like it. Eventually, he managed to worm his way out, only worming consisted of repeatedly bashing it with his fist until it cracked. It was the Roronoa Zoro way of doing things. If something was in the way, you bashed at it until it was no longer in the way ( ... )
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"Sorry, I don't really pay attention to stuff like that. My job takes me all over the city so I kinda loose track. Why would someone wanna bomb this place?" He asked after a moment, settling down next to Zoro. He made a face, having accidentally set his hand down in a blood spray. "Oh...gross..." he wiped it off hurriedly on a table cloth.
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"I dunno. Why would anybody wanna bomb the library? They did that too." Zoro remembered the librarian, who had seemed distraught. Wondered where she was now. Dead? That's where everybody seemed to be going: straight to hell. Or would have been, anyways, if Zoro had believed in a God. Which he didn't.
He eased himself to his feet, ignoring the fact that the back of his very white shirt seemed to have turned very red. A pity; it was a nice enough shirt, and Zoro didn't like wasting money on clothes. "We should try to get out of here," he said, pointedly regarding their surroundings. "Or see if anybody else is stuck in this mess."
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Ken got up as well, trying in vain to brush off his pants. "Damn it. Figures. The one night I get off to think and this happens."
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Well, Zoro hurt thinking about it. "You can cut it out with the mister, though," he said with a snort. Nobody called him mister. It sounded wrong, labeled on him. "I'm Zoro."
And somebody every person in this damn city, no, every damn person in the world would know that name. But not now. And not if they didn't get out before the rest of the building collapsed on top of them.
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He had learned the best way around male ego was to be blunt. "I don't want you passing out or anything stupid like that while we're trying to find a way out of here." Ken's hands patted down his pockets, searching for his cell phone, but he groaned when he realized that it was in his jacket, which was sitting on his chair, which was now a pile of smashed debris.
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"Look," he said, "I know how to deal with wounds. Right now, I don't want to open it to all the dust and shit flying around here, I wanna get the fuck outta here and I can take a look at it once I'm sure that nothing's gonna be splitting my head in half."
He strode over to the wall of rubble that he assumed was hiding the door and bashed his fist against it, twice. It was tempting to try to bash it in, but what if it was holding up the second floor? Then they'd really be in trouble. Damn. Goddamn it. Last thing he needed to do was to rip off his shirt and have some kid try to play doctor on him, especially when he had a shitload of wounds already present on him that he really didn't want anybody asking questions about.
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"What is it with exploding restaurants lately, first the bug and now this place." Ken grumbled, instead turning his attention to the direction he thought the windows were in. His bike was in the parking lot...he really hoped it was still in one piece.
Thinking about that kept his mind off the fact that there were dead bodies in the rubble, and that it smelt like dusty blood in here.
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He peered out of the door she fell through, hopefully. To his disappointment, there was no obvious exit point there either. Oh well, an extra pair of hands would be useful in this mess. "Hey," he greeted the woman, crouching beside her. "You okay, everything intact?"
Thinking back to his first aid training as a kid, he found it to be sorely lacking. Are they conscious? No? Well kick the guy to make sure he's not just faking it. Still not conscious? Fuck, then you gotta lay him on his side and feel him down which'll make the both of you uncomfortable if he's conscious, and...
Yeah. Zoro hoped she was all right.
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He knelt down to see if he could find out of she was awake or not. If she was dead, she wouldn't have been able to get that door open, right?
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Fuck.
Lauren groaned, giving herself a quick second to collect her balance before she started to get up. She also appreciated not being kicked.
"Splendid," she replied once back on her feet, brushing any pieces of drywall or debris from her arms and legs distractedly, more annoyed with it than anything. Finally getting a better look at who was speaking to her, Lauren thought she recognized the two men standing there; there was something that registered though during the current mess no names were coming to mind. "Well, then, glad to see I'm not the only one left breathing."
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