[3] - Like a bomb.

[fthisgetmecigs]

[DAY 1]

[Action: Wee hours in the morning c., what was once 312 Miller St. || Not!Family]

[In the aftermath of the mushroom incident and the whole normal turkey on the doorstep (Of which he was dubious of for at least a few hours upon it's discovery), Badou had been confident nothing terrible would happen anytime soon. How wrong he is as he

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[pokeay]

Ah, you're alright - ! I was worried... [ - he thinks. The whole searching the ground thing is a little concerning, but at least he's in one piece. ]

Are you looking for something? I can help, if you want.

[fthisgetmecigs]

[If Badou was particularly parental, he'd feel like a dick for not checking up on his not family first. As it were, he's got other things in mind, though he does breath a sigh of relief at seeing Dia up and about.]

Just... Need my...Some cigs. [He realizes how...Unimportant it sounds in the grand scheme of things. The town's gone to hell and you want your cigs? But he doesn't really care right now as he digs in the ashes where underneath a side table once was.]

[pokeay]

Hmm... maybe if there are stores still standing, there will be some there? [ and this, kids, is why we don't get smoking addictions...! Not that Dia really minds. ] Um, but besides that - you're alright, right?

[fthisgetmecigs]

[Oh my god, all things considering, he's marginally better than alright as his fingers grope around something that might have at one time been a rectangular box. He pulls it out. Bingo. A pack of cigs. While the box looks like it's about to fall apart, at least it's contents have survived more or less.]

I'll be better once I get some matches. [Puts an unlit cigarette in his mouth, even the unlit taste of nicotine in his system is starting to calm his nerves.] ... ... I take it this shit ain't something that's happened before here. [A pause. Finally priorities.] Nia...Is she?

[pokeay]

Well... I'd heard of things like this happening, but... [ he trails off - hearing about these things happening and actually experiencing them are two incredibly, incredibly different things. ] I think maybe they're getting more annoyed with us... this is a lot worse than anything I've experienced.

... I haven't seen Nia... but I'm sure she's alright! She has to be.

[fthisgetmecigs]

[Frowns a bit even as he continues to find some matches.] Yeah? Think you're right though. Someone's pissed as fuck and is takin' it out on us. ['A-hah!' of triumph as he finds a grubby pack of matches by where he found the cigarettes.]

[Stands and lights up his cigarette. Craving satisfied, he's in a better mood now.] Let's go find her. An' let's keep an eye on shit we can salvage from what's left.

[pokeay]

They did say... that they wanted us to be more thankful... [ Though it's pretty difficult to feel thankful for Mayfield when it pulls things like this. ]

... Yes, let's. If it's like this for very long... I guess we're going to need a lot of supplies.

[ there's a moment of silence before he brings up the thing that's been bothering him the most - ] And I haven't seen any of my Pokémon since waking up, either.

[fthisgetmecigs]

Funny fuckin' way of showing it. [Makes a rude gesture to the sky. Okay, so whoever's running this shit might not be omniscient but it makes him feel better.]

Your pokémon? Oh. [Oh right. Those creatures that usually just sort of were around the house (And which he tried to avoid).] What about th-[Oh. Right.] I'm sure they ain't dead. I mean, it's not like you can see their skeletons around or anything. [Badou, you are the worst at comforting. You don't even know if they have skeletons.]

[pokeay]

... I hope so. I would feel better if they were around... [ In a situation like this, their abilities are far more useful than any that Dia has himself. ] I just hope they're okay.