Let's be war buddies...

[initiates]

Date & Time: 18th, beginning at 2100 hours, through to the 20th.
Location: All around Exsilium.
Characters: Everyone!
Summary: The United Earth decides Exsilium had obviously not learned its lesson back in October, and does another round of humble-making bombing for those impertinent exiles. OOC info can be found here.
Warnings: Violence, death, general gloom and doom.

The warning had gone out approximately two hours before the bombing began, broadcast to any available receptor on the island: UE aggressions incoming, bombs expected; please proceed to Catacombs immediately. It repeats over and over, right up until the first bomb, aimed at the Hold itself, silences the signal.

The air is thick with smoke and worse. Every one to two hours another bomb shakes the island. Buildings crumble and shatter, but the focus is on the Hold and the native hospital. Initiative employees, some sick as anyone else, are steadfast in their escorting natives and transports alike into the underground catacombs. For two days the bombs continue ceaselessly, dropped by their cloaked and invisible carriers overhead.

The United Earth is nothing if not thorough.

Comments

[wilder]

[Yeah, Zelos isn't the least bit fooled that she's sleeping. No one's sleeping here, and he sees that bell. Sheena's afraid. No one could blame her for that, but she probably wouldn't admit to anyone. ]

[He thinks about what to do. Colette would probably hug her. But...they were never that type of people. A hug from Zelos out of nowhere would indicate that they were all going to die.]

[And so, he'll do what he does best- be annoying and distracting]

You know, you're gonna give yourself a terrible back hunched over like that!

[fujibayashi]

[A hug wouldn't be so bad right now, but it might trigger her crying and that's a situation neither of them want to deal with.

His slightly teasing words earn no real response, at least not at first. Her grip tightens around Corrine's bell with a jingle. When she finally lifts her head, her cheeks are red, and she's... obviously trying to hold back a sob. She's not sure if the tears have started yet, but just in case, she wipes her eyes furiously on the back of her gloves.]

Better than a broken leg, [she sniffles.]

[wilder]

[Yeah, they would...probably have to call in third party support to explain emotions to them. It'd be terrible]

[He watches her, worried. This was a terrifying situation, knowing that there's always a chance a bomb could come in here. The sounds overhead almost sound like thunder too...like at the Lightning temple. No wonder she's so worked up]

[And so he continues his shallow display]

Oh please no way! A broken leg can heal- and even if heals wrong a cane can be pretty sexy! But a bad back? Oh no you'd be hobbling around like a little old lady before you're 25! And what a shame that'd be!

[fujibayashi]

[WHAT ARE EMOTIONS? WE JUST DON'T KNOW.]

Don't old ladies get canes, too?

[She can't even try to be mad at him right now. He's being completely fucking ridiculous, and he's not making fun of her for sounding funny--

-- and then she sneezes with a squeak, like some kind of stuffed toy. Whoops.]

[wilder]

[WEIRD FREAKY THINGS WE DON'T NEED]

Sure, ones they hunch over like a gargoyle! Not as sexy!

[And whoa what was that sneeze? He can't help but snicker some]

Wow that was...are you sick?

[fujibayashi]

[She blushes fiercely.] Well, yeah! Not everyone can be as lucky as you are. [She sniffles defensively and tucks Corrine's bell away.] It's not bad, just a dumb cold compared to everyone else.

[wilder]

You mean having both a perfect body and perfect immune system? No, I guess very few can be that lucky!

[of course she'd say it wasn't bad] Have you gotten any of the medicine yet?

[fujibayashi]

[She huffs a bit.] The only perfect thing about you is that you're easy to hit.

[But she nods at his question.] I took some yesterday. It's... well, I was feeling better until they tried to blow everything up.

[wilder]

Ouch, Sheenaaaaa! Don't make me sound like a punching bag!

Yesterday, huh? [He'll reach into the pockets of his coat, pulling out a bottle of pills, holding it out for her] Here.

[fujibayashi]

[Sheena blinks, ignoring the whining to take the pills instead.]

I'm supposed to take them every day?

[That's pretty inconvenient.]

[wilder]

Yes Sheena. That's how medicine works. A pill about every six hours until symptoms subside.

[fujibayashi]

S-shut up! I've been busy, okay!?

[Jeez, she doesn't need him being condescending on top of everything else that's happened today. She glances over the directions, then swallows the pills dry.

She's a badass like that.]

[wilder]

Hey don't get mad at me! I didn't invent the human body or antibiotics!

[fujibayashi]

So? Don't use that tone with me or I'll-- I'll break your good leg!

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[wilder]

Break my other leg? Are you serious-

[wilder]

Wait. Does that mean you'd carry me around everywhere? ♥

[fujibayashi]

I-it means I'd dump you in a ditch and leave!

[wilder]

Ha. I can't even pretend to believe that one.

[fujibayashi]

[She moves to elbow him, hard, then dumps the pill bottle in his lap.

HARRUMPH]

[wilder]

[And he hisses at that and cringe]

Ow! That was a bruise!

[fujibayashi]

Shut your mouth once in a while and maybe that wouldn't happen!

[wilder]

Oh, come on! Like sitting in silence sure was doing anything good!