( open ) i'll fly you to the moon and back

[initiates]

Date & Time: September 21st - September 30th, 11:59 PM
Location: The Hold, the Moon Base
Characters: Any/all.
Summary: The Transports are evacuating to the Moon Base. Those on the Moon Base try to settle in and figure out their next move. Setting info can be found here.
Warnings: Talk of nuclear warheads and reference to immense loss of life. Please contact the mods should any individual thread get graphically violent or anything else of the sort.
Note: Use date and location tags in your subject headlines! Such as "On the moon, 23rd onward" or "On the spaceship, 25th" or "down at the Hold, 29th."

The Hold is a flurry of activity, grim faced members of the Initiative group directing supplies and people with the subdued air of people facing their own doom, and wondering at how to process the knowledge. None of the Initiative appears unaware of what will happen; their eyes linger on the Transports, expressions pleading, hopeful, doubtful, or immeasurably sad in turn.

Every eight hours, the space ship is sent back up with a load of people and supplies. The pilots are worked until they can't; the AI stolen ages ago by the Initiative greets and corrals people and supplies at both ends, and in the middle step between.

The network continues to broadcast on narrow channels between the Moon Base and Exsilium, up until the time that all connections are lost, with the carrier located en route to Exsilium. The first airship will pass by without dropping anything, but it's too early to celebrate. At a six hour delay from behind, the second airship arrives, and with it, the dark promise of the Black Code's nuclear weaponry.

The six hour window allows for time for those left behind, either by choice or circumstance, to be pulled to the Moon Base with the successful activation of the Transport Pad. New characters will ultimately arrive with the remainder of those not yet on the Moon Base, all in time to witness the explosive contact of the nuclear warhead with the ground of Exsilium live on satellite.

But until then, there's only the hurry, the silence, and the potential for full out rioting should the Transports spread word to the Exiles inevitably left behind to face this fate.

Comments

Moonbase, the day of arrival

[notpeterparker]

[Carol's had a very eventful past few days, much like everyone else. Her attempt to rescue the other prisoners went as well as anyone could expect when you send a little girl on a very dangerous rescue mission, and Carol ended up with a few bullets in her leg while escaping from armed soldiers. She's spent the past few days being treated for it, and she still finds herself flinching at any loud sound. Her leg hurts, not nearly as agonizing as it did when she first arrived, but it still hurts too much for her to be mobile.

Before she had a chance to recover from a traumatic incident like that, she was being evacuated with all the others. Ever since her arrival, she's been watching ships come and go, bringing more people with them, and still trying to catch up with the fact that she's on the moon and that Exsilium is currently facing destruction. Right now, she's stuck in a wheelchair and rolling around the moon base while trying to figure out what's happening. A lot of ships were coming back, but to evacuate a whole planet...

What was going to happen to all those people? She had to find out more, so she starts wheeling herself through the halls, accidentally bumping into people as she goes.]

O-oof, I'm sorry! Excuse me!

[moralperil]

[The girl collides with a tiny, dark-haired man equipped with a carrier carrying two very distressed (and frankly, stinky and sick) kittens. He's just as surprised and confused as she is.]

No, no... it's okay! [He places a steadying hand on her shoulder.] Where are you heading?

[notpeterparker]

I-I'm not really sure, I'm kind of lost right now.

[She hears the meowing coming from the carrier and she looks a little concerned.]

Oh my, are they all right?

[moralperil]

They didn't like the trip much. I'm gonna have to try and give them a bath, and wash out their carrier. [Mahdi looks in on them sadly, murmuring comforting words to them.] It'll be okay...

Do you have an adult who looks after you? Roommates?

[notpeterparker]

I don't blame them. I didn't like the trip much either, but I hope they feel better soon.

[And at his second question, Carol shakes her head.]

I don't know my roommates very well, so it's just me.

[moralperil]

That's no good! [Mahdi carefully sets the carrier down, and crouches to speak to the girl.] My name's Mahdi. I can be like your big brother, okay? Do you know where your room is?

[curatesecrets]

Oh, no, it's okay. [Artie might actually look a little more flustered than she does]

I'm sorry, I didn't see you coming. ... Do you need help getting somewhere? I could push you for a bit.

[notpeterparker]

Um, well that's okay. I'm not really sure where I should be going right now. I was trying to see what was happening down below with the people who haven't arrived here yet.

[itsnotaliens]

[Scully instinctively reaches out to steady the girl, though her hand stops when she sees the wheelchair]

Whoa, whoa. You might want to slow down. [She smiles warmly at the girl] You have to be careful you don't run over anyone's toes.

[notpeterparker]

[Carol still looks embarrassed and looks away.]

I'm really sorry. I'm still getting used to riding around in this thing.

[itsnotaliens]

[She smiles warmly at the girl]

Would you like some help?