[Open] Earthquake

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Who: OPEN! It's an event log of seismic proportions!
When: Tuesday 16th, 9:45am onward.
Where: Citywide
(When starting up your own scenario, locations and dates go in subject line)
Summary: An 5.0 earthquake shakes things up, and the city hurries to get everything back in order before nightfall.
Warnings: Natural Disasters? Everything that needs a

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[ throughout the day, night, until the next morning and beyond ]

[kingofrooks]

[ He's lingering at Sector 4, 8, 9, and 10, especially at areas with little light and where the monsters are. Nowadays he got himself a neat little motorcycle, so his patrol rounds are spread a little larger- and he will be on patrol the entire time, to make sure that people don't get injured by the Darkness, and to find safe places for them to stay. The Mall might get pretty crowded with Bat-refugees after a while.

The objective is simple: to keep as many people from being killed and being injured as much as possible, and given this night, the bounty hunters won't be as numerous as they usually are (and then again, the numbers are already trickling, especially when he's been claimed).

There's no one he will leave in the lurch. If you need help, and he's there, he will be there. ]

[ ooc; uhm, if possible, label a timing? It'll be a great help! ]

[tea_lover64]

[The man wasn't exactly the talkative type, but he had experience with that]

I see, well I appreciate your assistance, myterious stranger.

[He watches him calmly, if he had wanted to attack him or steal something he would have by now]

How may I be of service?

[kingofrooks]

[ He jumps off the ledge, balancing on the line with an arm and a foot looped into the steady grapple line. ]

This sector. The Darkness proofing is falling apart more than in this building, and most people don't have fire on their fingertips.

[ He jerks his head, half-commanding. ]

Make yourself useful.

[tea_lover64]

[He kind of stares at him a moment, looking very serious]

Very well.

[He then instantly brightens]

But first I will finish my tea! Care for a cup?

[kingofrooks]

No. I have work to do.

[ And he's kicking off the ledge and disappearing into the night! He'll be keeping a lookout for you, Iroh. ]

[tea_lover64]

Good luck!

[Takes a seat and sips at his tea serenely. He had met a strange man today. It seemed as though his apartment wouldn't be safe for the night. Going around fighting these Darkness creatures did not seem the most pleasurable way to be spending an evening, but he had said he would. So he would grab the picture of his son and be on his way. It would be an interesting night at the very least, and he could likely learn more about these creatures which infested the night]

Sector 8, nearly early morning

[proxysearch]

[Re-l's been everywhere tonight, trekking across half the city on her own just to try and help the people that couldn't get inside. She knows Superman and Bruce are out there, among several others, and she just focuses on her own job. There are monsters to kill and people to save. It takes hours, nearly until dawn, before Sector 3, 4, and 8 are cleared. She's had help, of course, and that's what's made it successful.

She's nearly exhausted but still going. She's kept her wings in for the most part, using the rooftops to her advantage to get where she needs to go. She's quick, avoiding as many monsters as possible, but she's running out of steam.

A leap across the rooftops is interrupted by that fabled Icarus Winged and it slams into her, throwing her towards the pavement. She manages to break her fall with her claws scraping the sides of the buildings but she still drops, hitting a car and bouncing off of it. She strikes the ground and winces, sliding under the car so the creature can't get to her. She loads up her gun.]

[kingofrooks]

[ Bruce is half-dead with exhaustion and injuries, and really, he would like some quick healing, please. But he's gone through worse than this, and there's been more than enough reasons for him to keep going until the sun rises again. Reasons such as people not dying. Reasons such as there are still children being buried underneath rubble and crying out for help with only the monsters hearing them. Reasons such as people surviving a building falling down on them to be eaten by monsters.

The motorbike has run out of fuel, so he's back to grapples again. But it's fine, because he's just covering Sectors 8 and 9 and 10- the sectors clad in complete darkness. And he's just swinging over the rooftop when he hears a goddamn car cave in and he's changing directions, moving there and

[proxysearch]

[The monster pounces on the car and starts ripping at it to get to her. She waits until she sees its claws dig deeply into the metal before she moves, sliding out from under the vehicle. Something flies out and strikes the creature, exploding against it. She gets to her feet and fires, one single shot straight to its head. It's dead instantly; in the scant seconds that follow, it dissolves into nothing. She goes up to the car and takes back what's left of the FP shell and pockets it.

No sense in letting people know it exists.

She turns and sees him, scaling the nearby wall to get up to his side.]

Thanks.

[She straightens when she gets to the rooftop.]

Are you hurt?

[kingofrooks]

[ It's a little bit of a redundant question, isn't it? Bruce is more interested in examining the bullet shells that she is holding, and he's moving over- a little less graceful than usual, not a glide but more of steady, careful steps. ]

So that's how it's used.

[ Yes, he's ignoring the question. And he's frowning a little, focused already on the bullet. His injuries are clear enough, but they don't matter. ]

I didn't see light.

[proxysearch]

[Ever the worker. She nods absently.]

It exploded inside of the creature. Sometimes, you won't see it.

[She puts what's left of the shell into his hand. It's an admission of trust since that truly is her one weakness. He can replicate the casings but not the UV rays. Not without her and Daedalus' help.]

[kingofrooks]

[ He knows the display of trust, and he takes it, weighing it in his hand. Something so small, and yet so deadly to a specific type of creature. For a second, he remembers the weight of the radion bullet in his hand, and his hand clenches tightly, almost involuntarily.

Never mind that. ]

Would it have any effect on you, if you see it?

[proxysearch]

No. Seeing that light won't do anything to me.

[Thankfully, of course. Even being near her wouldn't hurt her in the slightest. It's the direct contact... Daedalus has even told her that it doesn't kill the Amrita cells, but simply makes them disappear for an undetermined amount of time.]

...Feasibly, if I survived the bullet wound itself even after someone shot me, I would be all right. But I don't think I want to test that idea.

[kingofrooks]

[ He raises an eyebrow at that, dropping the bullet into his utility belt pocket. ]

I would be checking your sanity if you do want to.

[ There's a pause, then he looks at her. ]

It's late. [ Implied: what is she still doing here, when he knows he's been working the whole day? ]

[proxysearch]

[That gets him a slight smile, faint, and she shrugs. Some experiments are necessary. Re-l looks him over and lifts an eyebrow.]

Just because my name isn't Batman doesn't mean I shouldn't be out here helping.

[She frowns.]

I've told you before. This is my city and I need to protect it too, no matter how long it takes. It's the same for you.

[kingofrooks]

I didn't mean that.

[ There's a trail of amusement in his tone, barely there but still noticeable, if she's listening closely enough. His lips quirk. ]

Your shift is long over; if you keep working this hard, you're going to make the rest of the station look bad.

[ It's an acknowledgment, in a way. Of Bruce Wayne's existence and closeness to her, while he's wearing the Bat's form. ]