( 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

[senseandcecilbility]

[Miracles do happen, but they are also very unlikely.]

...

[He straightens his back, looking very much like the angel he is.]

I am here because He allowed me to. And perhaps I might be able to do something about this on his behalf. As anyone who tries.

What are you going to do?

[individualist]

Is that so? It must be nice, having others do all the work yet getting all the credit. He lives a fine life.

[Lucifer's demeanor is so steady that it's probably obvious he isn't too worried about this situation.

Granted, that doesn't mean the United Earth isn't a threat. He's simply well prepared.]

As for your question...nothing.

I think humanity has gone on long enough relying on the likes of you, Him...even me. They need to start relying on themselves, and as it stands, they haven't completely failed yet. Many will die, but there will be survivors, and their rebellion will continue. That's what matters most.

[senseandcecilbility]

[Another angel would have delivered a spiel about God's perfection and the sacredness of life. Raphael, probably. Uriel merely looks away, keeping his thoughts to himself. Lucifer, even this Lucifer, has already made his choice a long time ago.]

Currently, they do not seem to be relying on us at all.

[individualist]

[He'd appreciate it, funnily enough.]

Exactly - they don't need to anymore. Humanity is taking steps towards true independence; defeating the United Earth is just one step towards that.

Isn't it wonderful?

[senseandcecilbility]

[He makes a face. Nothing about this seems wonderful.]

Forgive me if I cannot share your enthusiasm, Son of the Dawn.

Britain is my home.

[It is a strange thing to say, considering his nature and where he comes from, though it is still the honest truth. This is the place he has been happy with his young master. Or at least its alternate. He has met its people face to face, bought bread from its bakers, visited its theaters and museums, known its joy and pain, even if from a careful distance. The angel of the element earth is not very fond of changes, or letting anything go, let alone the things and people he cares about the most.]

[individualist]

They'll rebuild. Recover what's left of it, or maybe something new will come of the remains.

But if you offered these people their lives or Britain, I think we both know what they'd choose.

[senseandcecilbility]

[Why must everyone treat lives as expendable.]

They should not have to make such choice in the first place.

[individualist]

[He's actually frowning now, for once.]

If people aren't suitable for the world they live in, they die to make room for people who are. Death and Destruction needn't be so pessimistic, honestly.

[senseandcecilbility]

[Good.]

Lucifer, your bigger picture does not matter to anyone who is about to die in this city.

[individualist]

Of course it doesn't, they're going to be dead soon.

[He stands then, glancing around at the inside of the church.]

I'm not here to gloat or waste your time however, despite whatever it is you think of me. I just want you to understand, Uriel. There's a reason He isn't answering.

And it would give me no greater joy than to see you claim your independence, just as humanity has.

[Plus you'd make a good ally and that would mean God would be down one hell of an important soldier and did he mention he just likes screwing with Angels?

But a very, very small part of the reasoning is he really does hope Kevin sees things his way, simply because he believes it's for the best.]

[senseandcecilbility]

A reason he is not answering?

[The rules that bind angels, had not Solomon given him a similar speech? Solomon, a mere human who hated being bound by anything...]

I do not intend to abandon Him, Lucifer. Or humanity, for that matter. If I did, I could have done so many years ago. Or even before that, when my own Morning Star did. And yet here I am.

[individualist]

[...

A sigh, though it's lighthearted.]

Of course.

I suppose I shouldn't keep you, then.

[He stands taking one or two steps in the direction of the opposite end of the church, before stopping.]

Oh, and Uriel - would you mind doing me a favor? Just something very small. You won't even have to stop what you're doing.

[senseandcecilbility]

...

[He is a little suspicious, but he said it was a small favor.]

Yes?

WHOOPS IGNORE THAT he was already standing /hangs head in shame

[individualist]

If God does answer, tell him I said hello.

[He turns his head in Kevin's direction, smiling.]

And that I'll keep an eye on Humanity for him.

["For him" indeed.]

hugs. I do that all the time. XD

[senseandcecilbility]

[He turns around, looking back at the altar.]

...You will not be the only one, Lucifer.