( 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

[falla]

Oh, y-you know.

[ Charlie shrugs but then winces a little, a hand going to her side. ]

All things co-considered...

[hyanaimne]

[Tempest glances down at that hand, then back up to Charlie with a frown]

Are you still injured?

[falla]

I had a l-little argument with a w-werewolf.

[ Yeah nothing too serious jeez. ]

[hyanaimne]

[well then]

Which one?

[falla]

Isaac.

[ She tries to wave her concerns away but ow! Maybe her concerns are justified. ]

T-teenagers...

[hyanaimne]

[no they totally are. Tempest just sighs]

Would you like me to heal it?

[falla]

I d-don't want to, um, impose.

[ And she looks around because they're still standing there. What gives. ]

[hyanaimne]

It is not an imposition if I offer it, dear.

[falla]

Um.

[ She knooows. ]

M-maybe so-sommewhere else

[hyanaimne]

Somewhere else? [she shrugs, and makes a vague gesture down the hallway] That is fine. Lead the way?

[falla]

[ Nodding, Charlie starts to walk.

And walk. Seriously she's starting to feel all kinds of self conscious about having Tempest following her around.

They ultimately get to her room and Charlie lets her enter. ]

Okay well.

[ Now what. ]

[hyanaimne]

[tilting her head, Tempest holds out her hand. She remembered what happened when she just did it without warning, so this time she's a little more cautious about it. It wouldn't do to make her more uncomfortable]

Whenever your ready.

[falla]

[ Oh.

Oh, right. Charlie extends her own hand and clumsily holds Tempest's. It's better when she initiates contact, specially considering it's not the first time she touches her. Trust us a thing Charlie struggles to build, but there she is. ]

O-okay, ready.

[hyanaimne]

[if Charlie remembers details of last time, what Tempest chants this time is different - in fact, everything about the spell is different, except for it's intended purpose.

Tempest herself lets go once it's down and braces her hand on something, a little lightheaded]

[falla]

[ It comes easier this time, but still, the feeling of Tempest touching her...it's weird. Perhaps edging towards the good weird, but weird anyway.

Charlie is quick to respond to Tempest suddenly getting wobbly, and she's there to catch her and hold her a moment later.

Aaaaaaaaaand the blush kicks in. ]

Uh, you al-alright?

[hyanaimne]

[she hadn't expected to be caught at all, or even need it. But she blinks widely at Charlie when she does, surprised]

I—yes, I am fine.

[falla]

[ And so they stay like that for a little while, since Charlie's brain has decided this is the best moment to freeze, too. ]

U-um...what ha-happened?

[hyanaimne]

[there's some all around failure right here]

My magic does not work very well up here.

[falla]

[ So Charlie is going to make use of being deceptively strong and drag Tempest to her bed.

WOW OKAY SHE'S GOING TO BLUSH A BIT MORE HERE. ]

Here as on t-the Moon?

[hyanaimne]

[Tempest stumbles, if only because she wasn't expected to be tugged anywhere. So surprised, in fact, that she doesn't resist]

Y-Yes - my magic is nature based.

[falla]

[ Charlie sits next to her and watches with a hint (a pretty obvious one) of worry. This is all her fault. ]

You sh-shouldn't have healed m-me.

[hyanaimne]

[she isn't used to people being worried about her. Hell, she rarely worries for herself. So hearing it and seeing it on Charlie's face just confuses her]

Yes, I should have.

[falla]

N-not if you're going to suffer.

[ And after a moment, almost as a whisper. ]

I'm n-not worth that.

[hyanaimne]

[Tempest heaves a sigh. Unfortunately for you, Charlie, she has really good hearing]

I am not suffering, Charlie. And if I did not think you were worth it, I would not have offered in the first place. It is as simple as that.

[falla]

W-well, that looked li-like suffering to me.