Who: OPEN! It's an event log of seismic proportions!
When: Tuesday 16th, 9:45am onward.
Where: Citywide
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Summary: An 5.0 earthquake shakes things up, and the city hurries to get everything back in order before nightfall.
Warnings: Natural Disasters? Everything that needs a
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That's another clue about that world that he doesn't know and cannot know unless it's from the lips of three of the most reticent people on the island. He doesn't miss the fact that the trigger isn't the girl, ut his own words- the mention of being buried, of a building collapsing, and he thinks that perhaps Daedalus is like what he once thought himself to be. A dead man walking in Siren's Port, except he comes from a dying world, and there is no Superman or Justice League to save it.
When he paramedic arrives, he keeps himself in the shadow and hooks the chair over to him before he places the girl into it. The less people who sees him, the better - the less anyone of them needs to lie. Then, he's pushing her back- without supporting the wheelchair, and with a perfectly calculated amount of force to send her into the medic's hands.
Then he focuses on Daedalus. ]
The hospital's proofing is secure, isn'it it?
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[Daedalus frowns, glancing around at the decaying world. This is about as immersive as he's willing to enter the Darkness, already somewhat eager to get back inside. The foul smell of the night is by no means "a quick breath of fresh air" on break, but it is a moment's respite from all the people, staff milling about hollering orders, all the active motion and human suffering.
He looks back towards the ER's double set of sliding doors- the seepage has crept in about halfway to the second barrier, licking like tar across the white tile.]
It's always a bit exposed in the lobby, but we have enough support security to handle whatever decides it ought to breach the building.
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This... he watched the decay for a long moment, and is reminded absurdly of movies. Maybe a scene played in slow motion.
Then, he turns back to Daedalus. ]
Keep her safe. [ He pauses, then shakes his head sharply. ]
Don't come out if you hear me again. You can risk being known for having a line to me.
[ Especially when you don't. ]
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I doubt anyone would presume that, unless it matters that we're both newcomers.
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[ He turns away- but hesitates, for a moment. ]
She won't remember who brought her here. Don't mention my name.
[ Because the last thing he needs are unscrupulous hunters using the innocent to try to lure him into a trap. He doesn't need accolades or acknowledgments and gratitude - she's safe, and she will continue to be safe. That's all he needs. ]
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[A thin smile. It's a shame, that most of the city will lump every newcomer with the likes of the Joker, even when they don't mean the Port any harm]
Your secret's safe with me.
[Daedalus smiles- because he holds an intimate understanding of good deeds done in secret, of necessity.
All the same...his mind, later on, will keep running back to the fact that this man risks everything, uncredited, to play hero. The dangerous and unloved sort.
It will leave him wondering why.]
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