OOC: Log

[agirlwithabook]

ooc: Log
Who: Nanao, Fujiko, Jyabura, and anyone else aboard the SDC Submarine.
What: They've finally arrived to pick up Nanao!
Why: Because if Nanao stayed on the island any longer, there is a 99.7% it would suddenly be overcome with a massive amounts of explosions.
When: Mid-afternoon, a Saturday.
Where: The port of Momoiro/SDC Submarine!
Rating: PG-

Comments

[doubleppk]

"Surfacing," Fujiko announced over the basic intercom they finally set up with the cameras. It didn't voice in any of the rooms, just the halls and kitchen in case anyone gave a damn which they rarely did. Jyabura refused to actually go on the island (she couldn't blame him) so after giving him the jacket, she'd tended to the rest of the driving.

She popped open the top of the hatch, climbing up the ladder to wave, the greenhouse taking in sunlight the short chance it had.

[agirlwithabook]

"SWEETIEPIE~! WHY ARE YOU LEAVING SO SOON

[doubleppk]

"Uh-huh," Fujiko waved goodbye to the trannies and pulled the hatch back down. More people to rescue. Busy day.

"If you want a tour I'll find one of the Justice Brigade members. Otherwise, any room without a plaque on it is empty and yours to take, just add a plaque."

[agirlwithabook]

"Justice Brigade?"

Justice. A word she never wanted to hear. It had forever been tainted by that bastard Kaname, the traitor who had caused the deaths of so many and even more pain. He said he sought perfect justice, and yet had done nothing but soil the very idea of a fair, just, proper world.

But, perhaps, she was being too harsh. Perhaps she was letting her thoughts get ahead of her. After all, these people weren't him.

"Who is a part of this...brigade?" She looked to Fujiko, mild curiosity visible despite her relatively stoic expression. She held her laptop and a massive book beneath her arm, though did not seem bothered at all by the weight, and simply rested her other hand atop them as she awaited Fujiko's response.

[heartofstone22]

"Hm. These should be ready soon." Haru looked at the nearly ripe vegetable in his hand and smiled. Lowering it carefully, he began checking the other plants in the greenhouse.

Just then, the room filled with brilliant natural light and wincing, the earthbender shielded his eyes against the sudden sting.

"We must be here. I wonder what a pink transvega-something looks like..." He mused as he left the room and headed towards the hatch.