Let 'em say we're crazy, I don't care about that!

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone!
What: The final day. Moonfall. Twenty-Four hours remain. How do you spend it?
When: The 30th, all day
Where: Anywhere
Summary: The last day. The end has come. The moon is coming down and piercing the barrier. Nothing can stop it.
Rating: It will vary.

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Tunnels, early afternoon

[gunsnpudding]

[Milly... is not doing terribly well. In fact she's curled in on herself, looking decidedly downcast, sitting beside the big bag of stuff that she brought down to the tunnel with them with her stungun propped up against the wall.

This is it. The moon's falling. It would take a miracle to fix this. She never imagined that all her hopes and dreams and happiness would literally come crashing to a horrible, scary end like this. But, as she looks over at Wolfwood, she feels a terrible weight of sadness, that she's losing him all over again, only now they're losing so much more and it's just not really fair.]

Oh dear.

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Baaah, Milly, don't worry about him. In fact, he barely seems fazed by this entire mess. He worries about a lot of people around here-but... when it comes to his own mortality? He's not afraid. Not at all. And he's got the usual brave face on when he pulls Milly closer by the shoulder and smiles.]

Hey, hey. It's gonna be okay, isn't it? Hang in there, big girl.

[Supporting everyone while he's so calm is the least he can do, especially her. It was a tough night, he could already tell.]

[gunsnpudding]

[She is all too happy to snuggle up against him, look over at him and force a little smile to her face, wishing it made her feel happier. It all seems so huge; how can they possibly expect to make it out of there in one piece after the moon hits? It's just an impossible ask.]

I'm hanging, I'm hanging.

[And then her bottom lip quivers just a tiny bit.]

B-but the moon isn't!

[not_a_bluesbro]

If it isn't one thing, it's another, right? [He gives that shoulder a gentle squeeze, looking up to the murky dark of the tunnel as it rumbles.] But I doubt the malnosso'll let us die, here, after all this. So try to be strong. It'll be over, sooner or later.

[gunsnpudding]

[Sooner or later.

Milly doesn't want it to be over at all, she doesn't want to be counting the hours, doesn't want to be scared that with each judder the earth gives the tunnel might collapse on them all and they'll all perish down here before the moon even brushes the tree tops.

She's worried about the others too, Meryl especially. Is she somewhere safe? Is anywhere going to be safe if the moon does fall?

Even as she leans against Wolfwood, she can't help but feel terribly sad.]

I wish it could be later. I wish it could be much, much later. There's too many things I have left to do before I'm ready to go to heaven. I wanted to eat all the types of pudding in the world, I wanted to learn how to knit and find a way to send letters home to my folks so I could let them know that I'm okay and I'm happy. I wanted to maybe have a wedding one day, grow old and creaky with the person I love surrounded by a whole gaggle of grandchildren. But I suppose I'm not going to have any of that if it's all going to end today.

[She's quiet for a

[not_a_bluesbro]

Hey-Hey. You'll still be able to do all those things.

[Don't go bumming him out, Milly, on the .01% chance they're really doomed. He furrows his brow and smiles at the list, though; she's got all her priorities ready and waiting, even if some are funny to imagine.

He'd like to see you grow old. He doesn't believe he will, but still, your list is pretty nice...]

Get married, huh?

[He never much cared for the idea of himself getting married. Didn't have any reason to--not to mention, his mind would never let him imagine it. But hell. He's seen a few, he's led a few on off days. He couldn't say it was an awful idea.]

[gunsnpudding]

I know it's terribly old fashioned but I think I've always wanted to, really. Weddings are lovely things, and my parents have always been so happy together, and my brothers and sisters and their wives and husbands. I always thought it would be a lovely thing to be.

[A particularly strong judder sees her reaching for his hand. Did that one seem stronger? It certainly felt like it.]

I don't know, I don't now how we could possibly get out of this safely. It seems impossible.

[not_a_bluesbro]

[He pats her thigh; not much he can really say to make her feel like she's not about to get killed-and he'd do anything to keep her from having to feel this sort of feeling. He can't do anything for her, or for the others. It drives him crazy, knowing that. But.]

Then we'll get married. How's that sound?

[Really, he was speaking in jest, even if he knew Milly wouldn't see it that way. Which was fine with him. Trapped in Luceti, dead in his world? She and the others were all that mattered now, in this lifetime. And if this made things easier, he'd say 'em.]

1/???

[gunsnpudding]

[He's so sweet, trying to keep her spirits up while everything looks so hopeless.

He even said they'd get married.]

2/???

[gunsnpudding]

[Wait a minute.]

3/???

[gunsnpudding]

[Just wait a gosh darned tootin' minute]

4/???

[gunsnpudding]

[...no... he couldn't have just said...

Could he?]

5/6

[gunsnpudding]

Done

[gunsnpudding]

Really?!

[not_a_bluesbro]

Well, yeah! Why not?

[I mean, look at us. A dead guy and an innocent lady trapped in a world where people experiment on you and moons fall and crush you. Why the fuck not, says he.]

[gunsnpudding]

[And now she'll be flinging her arms around your neck and hugging you whole heartedly.]

I'm sure there's a whole heap of reasons why not but I don't care about a single one of them!

[And now for a smooch]