029 // Action // FOREST FIRE MINGLE!!

[principal_mouse]

[T'was the night after Easter and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring not even a--

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More after-midnight fire drills? Not this time. When the students and staff gather outside while they may notice their school isn't on fire, the Hundred Acre Wood most definitely is

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[watersacrificed]

[Aqua's first reaction to the fire alarm is a groan. Really? They had to do more drills? She forces herself out of bed, only to look outside her window. That soft orange glow coming from the Hundred Acre Wood is nice--wait. Midnight..Orange glow. It clicks into her mind that there actually is a fire.

She wastes no time in running out her dorm, then the building and once outside she summons her armor. She rushes towards the fire, ice spells at her finger tips. The first few she throws out are weak Blizzard spells to help control the spread of the fire.

Silently she was praying Ventus and Terra were alright.]

[keyblade2face]

Aqua!

[Have a Ventus - also in armor - rushing over to help out as much as he can. Teamwork ftw??]

[watersacrificed]

Ven! [Thank Light he's safe and he's gotten better at his ice spells..]

Are you able to command diamond dust? [Seriously, they need as much ice and snow as they can get.]

hit me if this doesn't sound correct/right/ect?

[keyblade2face]

Yea. But I'm not that good at it. [The last time he tried was somewhere around The Land of Dragons, but being able to do the other spells had come in handy when you didn't have any money to otherwise barter with.

He's still going to try and get up a diamond dust, even if it will be rather weak and pathetic for now.]

[obviousroyal]

[Guess who isn't running towards the fire?

This Princess.

Seeing as she was involved in it's creation, she'd rather not draw any more attention to herself than necessary; especially not after gaining a few new bruises -surprisingly enough, not by Mozenrath's hand- as well as some new emotional truama.

So, instead, she'll find a nice, dark corner of the school to hide in while all the other students and staff run around chaotically. Or rather, try to hide. She's really in no shape to pull off anything well.]

[tuff2bagod]

[Miguel happens to be running towards the commotion when he passes a nice, dark corner that looks like it might have someone attempting to hide in it. He runs past it at first, then skids to a halt, does a little double-take, and trots back over to the corner.]

Are you all right?

[Assuming there is, in fact, someone there, and it's not just shadows playing tricks on him.]

[obviousroyal]

[...Allah damnit.

Jasmine can't help but assume he did indeed see her.]

F-fine, just fine...

[In other words, not fine at all. Not in the least.

The Princess is a terrible liar, her words laced with apprehension and fear.]

[tuff2bagod]

[Yeah, that voice does not sound fine at all. He steps closer and crouches down to her level.]

Are you certain?

WHAT DOES THAT MAKE US? BIG DAMN HEROES, SIR.

[flynn_rider]

/Originally sleep bleary and irritated at the late night drill -- again -- Flynn didn't notice the fire until he'd turned around to see how many people had already made it downstairs. And that's when he noticed the fire, off burning in the distance. The 100 Acre Wood was burning, and it looked like some of it was starting to spread.

Now, Flynn wasn't one to panic. Not usually. He grabbed his satchel and his shoes and ran downstairs, eyes flitting about for a familiar head of insanely long blonde hair. The girl was likely in hysterics at this point, and it'd been his plan to calm her down.

But she wasn't anywhere./

Blondie? Blondie?

He began running around some of the primary buildings on campus-- first checking her dorm, of course, wondering if she somehow hadn't made it out. Panic was growing with each second he couldn't find her./

Rapunzel?

SHINY~

[letdownmyhair]

[Rebel that she is, Rapunzel snuck out to the art building to finish off her latest painting and completely lost track of time. So that's where she was when the fire hit... And that's still where she was by the time the flames had reached the art building. And by the time she realized what was happening... It was a little too late

Re: SHINY~

[flynn_rider]

/The art building wasn't one of his first thoughts, but near enough when he tried to come up with a mental list of places Rapunzel could have feasibly been at this late at night. He hoofed it, swallowing a bout of nausea when he realized he was running closer to the plumes of billowing smoke and orange glow./

Blondie!

/He kept shouting as he ran, hoping he'd get some form of reply. The art building was covered in smoke; Flynn was coughing before he reached the front door, covering his mouth with his vest. He kicked at the door, hard. It took a couple of tries before the hinges creaked and gave in, caving the door in and letting clouds of smoke pour out into the night sky. He was still coughing; it was hard to see in all that smoke/

Rapunzel? Can you hear me?

[letdownmyhair]

[The longer she stayed there the worse things got. It seemed like the heat was getting more intense as more smoke started to fill the building. Rapunzel couldn't tell how bad things were from where she was... But that was probably a good thing. She was panicked enough as it was, and if it was worse than she thought she would've been completely overwhelmed.

She refused to be completely helpless, though. She stayed on her feet, pulling and pulling at her hair, feet braced against the steps of the staircase so she could put her whole weight into her efforts. She was trying not to cough, not to breathe in too much of the foul smoky air, not to let the tears stinging at her eyes roll down her cheeks.

And that's when she heard it. Something that wasn't the roar of the fire or the creak of the stairs beneath her weight or the frantic pounding of her heart.]

Eu-- Eugene?!?!

[This small break in her focus was all it took: Her foot slipped. Her balance completely compromised, Rapunzel flailed her arms and frantically grabbed for the rail of

FEEL FREE TO SAY YOU'RE FOLLOWING HIS LEAD

[lovewheniwin]

[Where is the one place you can be guaranteed to find Rourke in a battle? That's right, on the front lines. He, and anyone he could find to help him will have gone to the school's tool shed and gotten every digging instrument they could find and have begun digging a fire line to try and halt the fire's advance.

He'd also give out axes, and encourage anyone with a bladed weapon to down trees along that line so that the fire wouldn't continue on through the branches.]

[awfuladventure]

[Peter flies over after talking with Norrington.]

The big guy over there said to help you. So, whatcha got?

[At least he didn't lose the challenging twinkle in his eye in the face of the flames.]

[lovewheniwin]

[Seeing the small dagger in the boy's hand, Rourke frowned a bit then looked skyward.]

You see those limbs up top that are touching each other?

I need you to cut them down so that the fire doesn't progress past this line. Can you handle that or do you need something bigger to cut with?

[awfuladventure]

Aye, aye! I'll do just swell!

[He flew up to the branches, beginning to have at them with his knife. They put up quite a struggle, but he disentangled enough of them that he could cut some of the smaller branches away. As he sawed away with the knife, he stuck his tongue out, furiously working to save the poor trees.]

Aw, come on. [SNAP] Gotcha! [On to the next branch--]

[slap_me_thrice]

[Gibbs has been toiling away with a shovel, trying to beat back the flames and throw dirt on them at the edge of the wood. It's exhausting work and the sailor is grimy and soot-covered and stops to take a flask break.

Those are built into the contract, right?]

[notyourleverage]

[Will's there too, along the edge of the flames near Gibbs. There are several empty buckets lying around there feet and wet places where some of the fire has been doused. He pauses a moment, wet blanket in hand to catch his breath and glance over at Gibbs]

All right?

[slap_me_thrice]

Not a bit of all right, me. This wood, lad---this wood's done for. How can we possibly extinguish it all?

>< sorry I am uber slow

[notyourleverage]

[shakes his head, mopping the sweat from his brow] Don't think we'll be able to, but we can do our best for now. Save what we can.