The City is at war, a place among the young and rich
Who: OPEN to anyone! Tag yourself in.
When: 11:27am and onward
Where: Sector 5, Turnabout Square near Cinnegrad Cemetery and branching out through out as listed below.
Summary: Former Governor Redgrave’s funeral procession goes badly very, very quickly. Agitated spectators eventually devolve into protesters against the former Governor, this ( Read more... )
When: 11:27am and onward
Where: Sector 5, Turnabout Square near Cinnegrad Cemetery and branching out through out as listed below.
Summary: Former Governor Redgrave’s funeral procession goes badly very, very quickly. Agitated spectators eventually devolve into protesters against the former Governor, this ( Read more... )
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One of the protesters goes down with a broken nose and Misato knocks another one's legs out from under him and then pins him down to the ground, one heel pressed against his throat.]
Call them off. Now. Do it!
[Someone comes up behind her. She got sloppy. She forgot to check every angle before stopping to interrogate someone. And now? Well, now she's a few seconds from getting a crack across the ( ... )
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Excuse me, coming through.
[He elbowed the more violent protesters out of the way, he'd seen a woman fighting...aha. Breaking from the crowd he grabbed her would be attacker firmly around the wrist and pivoted, hurling him to the ground.
Straightening he bared his teeth and flared his mouth-parts at the nearest people menacingly, earning gasps of fear and surprise. People weren't exactly used to a Turian yet.]
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What do you think you're doing? [Other than saving her ass and being all growly monster thing at the civilians. Meanwhile, her would be victim was limping away with a bruised throat.]
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[A man with a bad edged forward and Garrus planted a kick in his midsection, retrograde legs giving him the power to propel his attacker back into the crowd.]
We should go, they'll get their courage back soon enough.
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"Bring the security shutters down too, I don't want to have to be replacing any of those windows. But leave the skylights open for air." She was handing out instructions to the staff that weren't bouncers, it kept everyone working at something.
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However, his boss had said that he'd had to take off and get lunch. Kevin was hungry, but he hadn't brought anything this morning, since all of his attempts at bread making had gone... horribly awry.
He hadn't expected to get stuck smack dab in the middle of a riot. Jostled about on all sides, his lunch got dropped and trampled but he wasn't worried about that. Now, he was worried about all the people grabbing at him.]
Let go o' me!
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The chances of him having family or friends caught up in this mess... is fairly high. Innocent people are going to be just as much at risk. And he's seen too much of this already to sit back and watch idly.
So, having spoken with the rest of his office and tried to make plans to shut Urban Dev down/lock it up (whether they'll listen to him is another story), Reeve plunges out into the mess.]
Calm down! Go back to your houses! Move underground if you have to... wait, come here!
[There are already people injured, and he pauses to cast a Cure spell over a gash in a younger woman's forehead before she slips off to find shelter. As soon as she's clear he dives back into the mess, dodging stray blows and shouting at anyone who will listen to calm the hell downHe ( ... )
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Reeve!
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[There's a deep sigh of relief- one cut short by a hard shove as a pair of rioters push past him- and he catches himself against a lamppost before grasping Jack by the arm.]
Where- when did all this start? Madness... what are you doing out here?
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Her head throbs under the bruise that's starting emerge after someone threw a bottle at her. She doesn't notice the blood. She doesn't notice her voice is getting hoarse. She doesn't even remember what the person who attacked her looked like. She's just shoving and breaking up fights and yelling for calm but none is coming.]
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Normally, that would be a five minute cab ride.
Three minutes through the five minute cab ride, police barriers had blocked off the street, and thinning tear gas ahead revealed a mess of a crowd on the sidewalk ahead. The cabbie unceremoniously informs him it's time to get out here, and...baffled, Dr. Yumeno scrambles out of the backseat and onto the busy sidewalk, pressing himself awkwardly against the side of the building, trying not to be trampled while he fumbles out his NV to phone his supervisor.
...That's when he spots a cluster of people on the opposite corner, seemingly frozen in place by some strange use of power. Breathless, he tells the desk to hold on, he'll be in late- shuts his NV, and jogs ahead across the closed off intersection, to see if there is anything to do for it.]
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Now that the other (frozen) group has her attention, she's at a loss what to do. She spots someone approaching, someone she think she might have saw on the Network. ]
What now?
[ She says this in a dry wheeze. ]
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They are lifeless, hard to the touch, like statues. No air moves past their lips. Medically, by all biological sensibilities, they should be pronounced dead. His expression tightens with concern.
Daedalus Yumeno has been here a year in the Port. He knows better than that now.
He turns sharply to the woman crossing toward him.]
We need a null or a void over here!
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