6th bolt - doomsday

[richtighammer]

((A. Action, early morning, 1124 Taylor Rd))

[This is not the end of the world.

This cannot be the end of the world. Thor knows what the end of the world will bring, has always known how his end would come. This is no deep winter, the armies of the dead do not walk the streets (this time), and his brother is not here. This is not Ragnarok

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[duck_duck_laser]

[Dakki was out on what was more or less a supply run, toting a patched-together shopping bag in one hand and a bent length of metal piping with the other. She's dirty, and wearing a torn dress, and looks exceptionally unladylike.

But she's lucid, today. She's paying attention. And she spots Thor and properly identifies him, and calls out.]

Thor! Good to see you're still standing!

[richtighammer]

[Hey! They're getting better at this! Thor recognizes her on the first go, too, and doesn't even move toward her with intent to hit her!]

And you, Dakki! Are you wounded?

[duck_duck_laser]

[Their interactions are coming along nicely! And it's not like she's wearing a bird suit today.]

No. I'd hardly call some scratches "wounded". The people I've found are mostly dirty and confused, but not badly hurt.

[She lifts her shopping bag slightly.] How are you doing for supplies?

[richtighammer]

We have pulled what we can from the ruin of the hall - there is enough yet there for two days or more, if we are sparing. Much has been spoiled or crushed, but there is enough to sustain the wounded.

[duck_duck_laser]

The hall? What hall's that? I hope that this doesn't last for more than two days. Although it could last a week... the town has made things last a week, before.

[She sighs.]

I've been digging through the ruins of the houses that I know only had drones. I've had a little bit of luck raiding fridges and kitchen shelves. You mention 'wounded'... is anyone seriously hurt?

[richtighammer]

...House. The house.

[He indicates the rubble of 1124 Taylor Road behind him. But this is less important than her next question.]

I have found none grievously wounded; those that were have... I came too late.

[One hand curls into a tight fist.]

I seek others, who have not yet found protection, that I may find them safety.

[duck_duck_laser]

Oh, oh, right, I see....

That's been my experience, too... [Dakki's eyes narrow a little bit, her expression becoming sadder.] It mostly seems to be people that I know were droned. It's only ever... outright dead, or stumbling around.

[Hot-blooded fist curling is just what is needed to keep her spirits lifted!]

That's an excellent idea. Is there somewhere to take them? Is anything left standing, that you know of? I haven't seen a thing that looks like it would make proper shelter...