THE EYE OF THE STORM....

[somghostnpc]

Who: Precious and EVERYBODY
Where: EVERYWHERE. Label your location in the thread subject line.
When: During the Thursday four-hour lull, between 4:00pm and 8:00pm.
Style: PICK YOUR POISON.
Status: So Open It's Painful

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GHOST MINGLING

[somghostnpc]

AHOY LASSIE. THESE OLD BONES BE TELLIN' ME THE STORM BE COMIN' TO A HALT...

[Cap'n stretches out as he floats near a few of his ghostly companions]

[cry_moar]

[Sorrow cannot help but rub his temples.]

[somghostnpc]

[Her lip trembles.]

Mister Captain Sailor Man, do you think it's going to go away soon? Mister White Rabbit doesn't like sand.

[somghostnpc]

YE POOR WEE TING, YE... DON'T BE WORRYIN' NONE ME DARLIN'.

HUFF LUFF LUFF LUFF!!!

AROUND SOMNI - WITH KAMINA but anyone can hop in

[fevoreish]

[Heat swept through the wreckage of the industrial district alongside Kamina. Heat had texted Kamina about heading out for more supplies during a storm lull. Well, truth be told, Heat has been extremely impatient and restless; sitting in one spot for so long made him oddly fidgety, not to mention that Sera was hanging all the hell over Serph, and he was growing tired of watching them macking on each other. He took the calmness as a good excuse to get the hell out for a little bit.]

Y'really think this is it? [Hmphs] The others are too damn optimistic...

/is ready with the bat :|b

[hellyouthinkiam]

[...dude were they really all over each other like that? 8|a;;]

Dunno. Guess we'll see sooner or later!

[rummagerummage] So what am I lookin' for again?

NOT YET JEEZ

[fevoreish]

[Of course not, but it was enough to piss Heat off. Heat kicks aside a big chunk of rubble, checking to see if there's anything worthwhile that was left of the former shop.]

Medical kits, maybe some rations. Something to reinforce the damn doors.

On the way back I'll stop by that bitch of a scientist's place before we run out of food.

NEVER KNOW.

[hellyouthinkiam]

[...uh huh.]

Got it. [and pulling out some steel] Think this would do it? [props it up and leans against it] Might as well just redecorate the place. Place is almost wasted anyway.

open thread

[itwillraintoday]

Nagi coughed, the green bandanna that normally hung around his neck now pulled up to cover his mouth. His left arm had been heavily wrapped in bandages to keep sand from getting in the metal workings. It was no longer safe in his previous choice of shelter, so this lull was the perfect opportunity for him to try and find one that was better.

MALL

[cest_la_venus]

Minako glanced outside, having noted that the winds weren't even rustling the tarp they'd put up over the broken front windows of the mall to try to keep out some of the sand.

"Is it over?" she asked to no one in particular.

so gd open

[daddysfavorite]

[curiosity may have killed the catowl, but foolish superstition wasn't about to stop azula from venturing out during the brief lull in the storm. she never had been the type of person to sit and do nothing; it had been hard enough to hunker inside, even though she had known that stepping a foot out of the door could have serious consequences.

but things seemed to have died down, and so out azula comes, walking around and surveying the damage. it wasn't that she was concerned about anyone--she was safe, after all, and she was the only one who mattered--but she merely wished to take inventory of her surroundings. nothing more, nothing less.]

It is far too quiet.... [she looks up at the sky, scrutinizing it. she knew that a lull in the storm such as this one usually meant that something worse was on its way... which left her little to no time to explore.] ...But no matter. As long as the wind holds out for a bit longer.....

[sinnerofdreams]

[A door appears out of the sand and Road steps through it looking not happy at all. When the storm had come she had managed to lock herself away in the cellar underneath one of the other houses nearby her own

Needless to say, a bored Road is never a good one but even a little time to stretch her legs is nice. Her nose wrinkles at the odd silence and notices that something else is coming. Great. But that's when she notices that lady there -- that really snarky one]

So even dragons can be driven into hiding too?

[daddysfavorite]

["dragons?" instantly reminded of her silly uncle--the dragon of the west--she turns around to face the figure she was previously just going to walk by. she recognizes the girl, of course, from their incredibly short conversation via the dreamberry upon her arrival; she never got her name, of course, but she remembers her as one of the silly peasants who had no idea what firebending was. how silly.]

It wasn't hiding. I was merely biding my time. [lifts her chin a bit] Even the most powerful must suffer through silly little sand storms.

[sinnerofdreams]

Ooo, sorry, guess I forgot about that. [The sarcasm is subtle but if you listen close enough you can hear it]

It looks like it's not over yet though.