exsiliumlogs | (open) crash into me

Date & Time: Mid-afternoon Sunday, May 5th
Location: The Hold and Housing Complex
Characters: All who wish to be in the vicinity!
Summary: The Initiative asked for the Housing Complex to be evacuated starting early morning on 5/5, in preparation for the expected landing of the spaceship stolen from the United Earth. The landing goes horribly wrong when an undiscovered bomb detonates onboard the ship, causing partial engine failure. The ship proceeds to be crash landed into the Housing Complex; no lives, however, are lost.

Warnings: Spaceship crash landings it's all horrible!
Notes: Respond in action tags or prose, as you please!

The ship breaks cloud-cover as a spot of light in the dreary skies, leaving behind the beauty of sunlight above the broken cloud layer as it continues to descend. With the Initiative having instigated an evacuation of the area ahead of time, just in case, those watching in the light drizzle may find it an interesting sight to behold.

Doubtlessly, the United Earth, from its great distance, may have also found it interesting.

The first sign of something going wrong is an explosion visible from the ground. People who hear it might startle; the ship itself goes from a smooth, controlled flight path to one wobbly and filled with dark, flaming smoke. The whine of its remaining engine is slower to reach the ground, though the ship itself seems to pick up a spiraling speed, still controlled to those familiar with watching things that fly come crashing down to the ground.

The Initiative members on the ground are calling for people to get back and take cover. Inside the main Hold, one man at the transport pads hears his radio blast to life and swallows past his own fear, glancing at the active pad waiting to pull in another unlucky soul.

When the ship hits the Housing Complex, it demolishes the upper levels, though the force with which it hits doesn't seem to be the same as what it should be. Combined telekinetic buffering and excellent piloting from a former Guardian of the ~~Universe~~ Galaxy keeps damage to a catastrophic minimum.

Welcome to the fallout. What will you do from here?

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"Don't know that many people would agree with you, on that."

"Maybe not. But you can't get many people to agree on anything."

"What, they don't got mobs where you come from?"

"I usually try to avoid them."

"But they're still out there. An' the people in 'em hafta agree on something."

"Maybe I meant most, not many."

"Ah. That'd be different."

"I'm not sure that mobs agree, anyhow. I'd say they… envelop." He pronounces that last word slowly, like he's trying the taste of it in his mouth.

Remy cants his head, considers. "Guess you maybe can't agree when you're not thinkin' at all."

"On the other hand, not thinking at all is how I agreed to get married."

"...'s usually how it goes."

"It really explains a lot," he agrees.

"I think people make more decisions that way than they'd care ta admit."

Nash raises an eyebrow. "Oh, but me— I admit everything."

Now seems as good a time as any to ask, "An' why's that?"

"You start keeping secrets, and one day they'll start to keep you."

"Pretty phrase, but I dunno if I buy it." He shrugs.

"It's probably the truest thing I've said all day."

Another sideways look.

"You don't say."

"Maybe I've said too much!" But he's joking. "No. Lying all the time, it's… a good way to get lost. You should always have something you can admit to, I think."

"Maybe." Remy says, and for a moment he seems pensive. And then, "But honesty's not very fun, homme."

"It can get old." He nods. "Most things do."

"So maybe the trick is ta be honest half the time, an' lie for the rest."

"And never forget which is which."

"Easier said than done."

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