[This takes place morning-ish on the 14th.]
This is definitely eerie
I am not sure how serious of a concern this is, but I am at the Bazaar. All of a sudden the streets are invariably blocked with barbed wire and sandbag barricades. A platoon of soldiers(?) just marched by. I can't identify them, not close enough.
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[Something to focus on, that's what she needs. Kagerou looks over to where the explosion singed and swept down a row of stalls, selling, apparently, fruit, knick-knacks, and various sorts of mechanical devices brought up from the Scavengers' Yard. A basket of apples has rolled over a toaster, keeled onto its side, and the stalls lie in a sad-looking mess of wood and fabric and merchandise.]
Will-will you help me lift those up? I don't think there's anything very heavy, but someone could be pinned under there.
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Of course. Let's do it slowly first, for safety. Were you able to see what kind of explosives the mannequins used?
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[Glancing at Clove to be sure the woman is all right, she starts towards the pile of upset stalls.]
It's... Not that I've seen many explosions, but doesn't it look like that wood's mostly just charred? Shouldn't a bomb going off do more damage?
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That's true enough. The rifle we got is a toy, if it's any precedent.
[Perhaps they are being made fools yet again, running around because of a cheap prank. The thought irks her. She gets up, but soon bend down to pull the hanger rack back up. The pile of clothes is large enough to hide a petite person.
And a person she really finds, after shifting a thick coat. Or rather: a hand sticking from below the pile. She quickly reached for the hand.]
Hey! Are you al-
[Plastic.
Reflex kicks in and Stellaris lets go, but the dismembered mannequin hand explodes anyway.]
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[Kagerou has ventured a little to the left, to lift a blown-off stall covering to reveal a pile of strewn and partially mushed fruit and vegetables. The hum of fire bursting into being snaps her head towards the sound, giving her an up-and-close view of pieces of plastic and scraps of fabric tearing up in the sudden flash of fire.]
Stellaris? Are you all right? What happened?
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Shite. [A curse? A curse. Not as loud or creative as Lyle would utter it, but a curse nonetheless. She examined her right hand to see a patch of mild burn from the wrist until the beginning of her pinky.] Definitely could've been worse. It's the mannequins, Kagerou! It's like they're configured to explode easily. I was careless.
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Oh my. That... That's really bad! What if people try to jostle them? [She can worry about that in a minute. For all that Stellaris is standing, her hand is an unhealthy shade of red.] Anyway, hang on. Um, please hold still. Let me try something...
[Her hairpins flare to life, and the golden dome of her healing shield springs into being around Stellaris. If she has any injuries in places less apparent than her hand, they will be mended at the same time, if Kagerou only can make this work...]
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Then it might be best to leave the sandbags intact, aside from the ones obstructing entry. It's fine. First-degree burns recover easi-
[But not that fast. A look of surprise passed her. Come to think of it, she had indeed heard tales about Kagerou's miraculous healing in the medical grapevine, despite her appearances of a normal semi-modern teenager. Stellaris flexed her fingers and felt the smoothness of skin, all feeling like nothing ever happened.]
Oh. Um. Wow.
[She probably had a few bruises from the fall as well, but all such pains disappear as the field of light encompasses her.]
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Oh, oh good, it worked properly this time. Do you feel all right? I think that's everything.
[She doesn't really like to wield her powers in public, but it could not be helped. They have damage to repair.]
You mean the sand bags could explode too? Or they could serve as protection from any more blasts? I really hope you mean the latter.
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[How? What? And why does she feel like she's seen something like that light shield? Perhaps it reminds her of beam weaponry, she answers herself, and let the other questions go for now.]
The latter, I think. I hope. The ones along this street seem to act as such.
[She turns her gaze along the shopfront row. Shop displays are toppled and tumbled, but the structures behind barricades aren't showing damage.]
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Let's not touch them unless we have to. The sand bags. I... wonder if this is how city streets would look during a war? I was working late and slept in the bar, so I didn't really see all this appear.
[She is just chattering now, reaching for a twisted clothing rack and bodily hauling it upright in a clatter of hangers. Some small distance away, another handful of people are approaching the upturned stalls. It looks like they may have something of a rescue crew in short order.]
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If it is, then I probably have never seen a city at war. They don't seem familiar.
[Such barricades would be of no use in space or the skies surrounding the orbital elevator.]
As for how they appeared, one minute I walked into the grocery shop and when I was about to exit, the door was already blocked. Neither of us saw it happen.
[Clove the grocer has gone closer to the girls. She nods and added, "'s true. I woke up in these ridiculous gear, but when I opened the shop early morning, the Bazaar looks as normal as it gets."]
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[Kagerou knows sand bags and trenches probably wouldn't help much in the sort of war she was apparently involved in, against the man named Aizen Sousuke. Yet she doesn't think having powers like hers or her friends' is quite the norm in her world. She turns to look at Clove.]
That's... a bit unusual, isn't it? Usually these things appear overnight. Though the Sphere's timing isn't as regular as it used to be.
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Wait.]
A movie, you say? [pause] Movie explosions, if not computer-generated, would've used much lower-powered explosive, wouldn't they?
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I... Yes, it makes sense. If you had to stage an explosion, just have the smoke and fire and noise but not the actual strength of one...
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