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

[terrot]

[ physis gives blue a knowing smile before turning her attention back to ros. she didn't need to be a psychic to call that one. ]

That would probably be best. If he's overlooked it already, I may be just as guilty.

[firstroar]

Thank you, Roslyn. [a faint smile, apologetic.] We will wait for you.

[boughtabookstore]

[ She nods and then vanishes, returns some ten minutes later with a bowl of soup and two spoons in one hand and two water bottles in the other, the easiest way to transport. ]

It was easier to carry one bowl - I thought you might not mind sharing, but if you do I can get another. Or if you want more.

[terrot]

[ physis gives her a smile as she takes the bowl. ]

That will be just fine, Roslyn. Thank you.

[ and she presents it and a spoon to blue. ] You should eat something.

[firstroar]

[the notion of one not inclined to be tended to first and foremost is very plainly in Blue's face and hesitant movements.

he does accept it, though, not wanting to be ungracious or make anyone fuss. to Roslyn:]

Thank you. [there's a faint quirk to his mouth. it's always soup with them, isn't it?]

[boughtabookstore]

You're welcome.

[ But this is going to require some clarification, here. ] You need to eat too, Physis. You've been here as long, haven't you?

[terrot]

I have. [ she twirls the spoon in her fingers. ] But I wouldn't want to take from what he could be eating.

[firstroar]

There's more than enough. [smiling, mouth tugged as if he were about to laugh.] I'll be more content to see you taken care of first. Please humor me.

[boughtabookstore]

There is more than enough. I can bring up a second bowl quite easily.

[ Which she is going to turn to do because they're totally going to do this thing further, aren't they.

People in love. ]

[terrot]

[ sorry about that ros but they're just gonna be disgusting and sweet like that. ]

If I really must.