Daro Fernell (OC, original universe) // somebarplacething

[mm_chanter]

From beyond the front door, there comes the sound of something--

"Daro! We're short on doors at this end! They're gonna--"

--wailing.

"We've got to slow them down or we're short circuits with blood!"
"Come on!" C above middle C, E, F, sharp, true again. Two octaves up, then two more. And higher every second, never mind the piano

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[pi_wakawaka]

When the wall starts falling, Tiwa ducks behind a table and then carefully makes her way to Daro, who has almost the look of the Dreaming.

Today she's dressed for unexpected Wellington rain in jeans and a black and gold long sleeved Wellington Lions rugby shirt she borrowed from her brother over her jeans,

"Hey, I think you're safe here."

[mm_chanter]

Give her a second or three, Tiwa. She's still rather sprawled on top of a sizable chunk of rock. Or the floor. Both, really. "Oooooh."

Beat. Okay, so she can raise her head. Good sign. Bleary blink. Two. Whoa, are eyes usually that narrow? "Terzel?"

Terzel's hair, Tiwa's dark shirt, whichever. Like we said, give her a second.

[pi_wakawaka]

"Nope, Tiwa, sorry. Can you stand? You've taken a bad tumble and your landing must have hurt,"

She squats down to check for obvious injuries, she's used to helping patch up her friends after rugby or adventures.

[mm_chanter]

Ooh, no, Terzel doesn't have yellow bits in his hair. Hang on a second longer.

Nothing obvious appears to be broken, though there's plenty of new-looking damage to the grey top and trousers Daro's wearing. Two legs, two arms, all apparently usable; one back, also seemingly in one piece; one head, complete with black hair, lacking in visible skull fractures. And about as suddenly scared a face as a still-hazy teenager can have, never mind the mauve purple eye blooming at the right side. "Oh, brother of a joined on--" language, Daro, language. "Terzel?"

Sorry Tiwa, Daro may have gotten to what looks like a fairly shaky kneeling position over there, but she's used it to back away. "Terzel, watch out! One of them got through."

Whoever she's yelling for--and yes, she's getting pretty close to shouting by now--doesn't answer. Go figure.