Ten-finger Johnny on the first day of July

[eatshootsnleves]

Who: Roy and whoever else wants to go see ABUH wtf was that.
What: BUH. WHAT THE FLIPPING FRACK WAS THAT. Quicklog. Come out and boggle.
When: Just after Bluest blewsome stuff up; predawn.
Where: The rubble formerly known as Blombrenn Laboratory, Industrial District

Comments

[carmined]

[Oh, come on - her name's War, and she's not going to head straight for the source of the explosions? Fat chance. Besides, her body still hasn't really gotten used to the whole 'sleep' thing, so she's knocked out of sleep pretty easily. Throw on her jacket and her blade over her shoulder, and she's ready to go, striding through the streets.]

Well, well, well - looks like this place isn't nearly as uneventful as it first appears. Now that's a change a girl could get used to.

[eatshootsnleves]

[Dovetails along the way, moving fast.

Not a hair out of place, as ever. [Slightly bleary smirk.] This mean I can leave you to th' morning shift?

[carmined]

[The looks she shoots him, never losing a step, is highly amused.]

Flattery, this early in the morning? Nonetheless - whatever you need, Roy.

[eatshootsnleves]

I guess I'm just charming at all hours. And c'mon, you have to put up some kinda fight, we're partners. Though if you're actually fond of this unholy hour far be it from me to keep you from the till.

[carmined]

[She laughs softly, and shrugs carelessly]

I don't sleep well - now that I'm up, I might as well take the first shift.

[eatshootsnleves]

Doesn't start for another few hours yet anyway. Care to join me in some good old-fashioned rubbernecking?

[Lets out a low whistle as they come up on the... what's left.]

[carmined]

Rubbernecking?

[She has to refrain from voicing her actual opinion - that destruction on this level is breathtakingly beautiful. Instead, she simply lets a soft, ambiguous gasp escape.]

Goodness.

[eatshootsnleves]

Gawping from the sidelines.

[Focused, scanning the area. Grudgingly] This's a hell of a job.

[carmined]

[makes a soft noise of acknowledgment, probably in response to all of what he's said]

Whoever they were, they knew what they were doing.

[eatshootsnleves]

At least I don't see any bodies.

[Going in to look now.]

[carmined]

[Again, that ambiguous little sound of acknowledgment, and she moves after him with no hesitation.]

[eatshootsnleves]

[He'll be romping through the rubble for awhile, 'till he's satisfied. There isn't so much as a whiff of blood to get his attention, though, so eventually he'll turn a relieved grin on Red.]

Thirsty work.

[carmined]

[The corners of her mouth quirk up in response, and she tries not to let her own disappointment at the lack of human casualties show.]

Think there's someplace to get a drink that's open this early?

[eatshootsnleves]

I was more thinking about basic hydration, Red, no matter what my so-called-friends may tell you. [Clambering out.]

[carmined]

[She shrugs, following him]

Who says I wasn't?