[Storm Plot] Calm After the Storm

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Characters: ALL
Where: The arena
When: Following the end of the storm, evening and into the night
Summary: Gathering those hurt into a safe place, where they can be cared for and checked on by those worried about them.
Notes: Feel free to do many multiple thread lines, focusing on individuals or small groups! The arena is a big area, so no one's

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[darker_alice]

dragging herself into the Arena had been a chore, but again, the watch had come in handy. It had prevented her from getting more damage than she would have lied, but when all was said and done, Alice was still a bit of a mess.

Her hands and arms had certainly felt the sting, and she was sure the second degree burns would be smarting much more later on. Her hair was a tousled mess, and her right eyebrow was a bit singed. Her dress was more or less in tatters now, mostly due to her semi-unconsciousness at the scene, so she had pretty much shucked the things, leaving her bottom have more or less exposed save for the bloomers, which bore their own scorch marks. Miraculously, the boots were still intact, and she could still move her legs a bit. The rest of her, however, felt more than spent.

Not that Alice would let that show, of course. She had propped herself against the wall in a sitting position, clutching her ice wand, glowering. Needless to say, she was in bad shape, but could have been worse.

[prodigyprincess]

Having managed to wrap her ankle with one of the first aid kits Xemnas had handed over to her when he'd dropped her off, she approached the girl she saw sitting in the corner, determined to help out someone here in some way.

"Do you need any help?" she asked, lowering herself carefully beside the other girl and began to examine her for burns without waiting for an answer.

[amcgees_alice]

Alice lifted her head. "Thank you for asking. My arms and legs could use a bit of bandaging, thank you. They seem to be a bit burned, but nothing bad enough to warrant third degree, I think."

Alice felt free to moan now. The bruised ribs were definitely not feeling too good right now. Not at all.

[thieveryofstars]

It seemed his thought had been right, and the Arena had escaped most major damage. Jing stood against the wall, watching as the injured were brought in and settled with what comfort they could be given. A few wise ones straggled in with blankets, and he made a mental note to get some people to salvage more from the empty barracks soon.

He wasn't good at this, at directing people. It had never been a skill he'd developed, he'd never needed it. It wasn't that he didn't care about people, he just... tried to help in much smaller ways.

But it did give him something to focus on, and he needed that right now.

Jing glanced around again, wishing he could do more to help.

[thieveryofstars]

Jing offered her a smile, showing he appreciated her offer. "If the Mess Hall's really that destroyed, we're going to need to find a way to feed everyone until the Warden fixes the Indigeo. I know Kimi-chan had a similar idea... maybe you can find her, and the two of you can be in charge of rations."

That was a funny thought, having everyone on rations. Not like funny-haha, but funny-jeez.

[thunder_soldier]

Makoto had been walking around the Arena, having heard that everyone was bringing as much as they could to this safe place.
"I.. couldn't help but overhear. I love to cook," she interrupted. She was holding a bag full of tupperware dishes filled with leftovers. "I hear I'm pretty good, so.. I brought all the leftovers I had. I cook for fun.. but it seems now I should cook for necessity. I am willing to help start something like a soup kitchen on the far end if we can get the materials," she offered.

[blackjeweled]

Daemon didn't know it was this possible to feel so alone when the Arena was full of other people. Once he got found Takion on the ground knocked out, he got the old man to safety and secluded from the others. At first he left up Aural, Sight and Physical Black Shields. But they quickly exhausted him as the lightning somehow affected his ability to use the Black correctly, and he was forced to drop them

[papa_high_lord]

If Saetan had been feeling any lingering romantic emotions from the previous night, they were not visible on his face. At the moment he was all business; it was easy to take him for just a harmless older man most times, but no one would have been able to now. At the moment it was suddenly easy to recall just how powerful he was, and truly how old. Looking at him now, it was impossible to see anything but the High Lord of Hell

[takion]

The first thing Takion was aware of was that his head hurt. It was the sort of pain that made him feel like the world would start spinning if he dared to open his eyes. It was easiest to lie still for now.

Familiar voices could be heard over Takion's head. He recognized Saetan's immediately, and that was enough to convince him to continue feigning unconsciousness. The other night had been rushed; two lonely people grasping for companionship. For all Takion knew, Saetan might be inclined to just leave things as a one night stand. Takion hoped otherwise, but the way things had been since coming to Econtra, he knew it wasn't prudent to get his hopes up.

[sketch_watcher]

After hearing from a few people's posts that the injured were being sent to the Arena, Tracey ran hard there ignoring the damage to the dorms and other areas for the time being. During the storm he had gotten info that Fubuki and some of his other friends were ok but that was during the storm not after.

"Usagi... please be ok." Tracey muttered softly as he entered the Arena.

[gaz4prez]

Gaz arrived on the scene with an armload of pillows and blankets, as promised. It hadn't been easy either, having to walk around charred grass and avoid craters. She was definitely hoping that some of the others would give Jing a hand, but she knew some were. She'd already seen Elda making a beeline to the arena, and Tohru, from what she gathered from her entry, was looking to help Kimi gather up some food. As for the injured, Gaz didn't have a clue how many there were, and at the moment, she didn't need to care.

She entered the arena, and got a good idea that coming here with the stuff was a GOOD thing, even if the pillows and blankets were heaped taller than her. She plopped them in a corner of the place turned to Jing and gave hi a thumbs up.

"I'll be right back."

[vainvampire]

She dropped the pillows and blankets and various supplies she was carrying as she tripped over one of the shortest people she'd ever met.

Now, while Elda was eccentric and short-tempered on a good day, she was also one who tended to worry. There was a baby and a new mother in her room and through that woman a bunch of other people had wound up rooming in her place. Which was great since it helped to drown out and distract her from the clueless kid she was rooming with.

On top of that, she hadn't heard anything from Ren in a while despite her demands. She knew he was afraid of her, but he was also reliable enough for her to know he would have contacted her.

"Watch it!" she snarled.

Hopefully he was distracted and helping that girl of his get supplies. If he was hurt somehow there was going to be blood - and not in the delicious way.

[gaz4prez]

Gaz fell flat on her face, someone having tripped over her which was annoying enough because she couldn't see, carrying an armload of pillows and blankets anyway. She turned, snarling, "You watch where YOU'RE going! Not everybody is gifted with size, damn it!"

Then she recognized that it was Elda. Considering she'd kept her eye out for what was going on, she knew that the vampire had helped Usagi, the wormy thing, Roxas and that happy go lucky girl Tohru.

"Oh, its just you," Gaz muttered. "Well, watch out yourself, will you? It's not easy carrying all this stuff."

[vainvampire]

"Like I give a damn, Kiddo!" she snapped and then was taken aback when the girl instantly calm about it being "just her." That was a first. The only person who had ever done that before had been her parents, Alfred, and James.

"Fine. Fine."

And she began to wander off, muttering.

"Stupid grandson . . . Would probably be helpful right now, but nowhere to be found . . . If he's snogging that girl and ignoring everyone else, I'm beating him senseless . . . Why couldn't Karin be here? A blood-maker with her affinity would be useful right now . . . "