( 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

[curiousredsoul]

"Indeed, proximity may well be the spark needed for such cooperation, even if it at first clashes do happen, with a common goal in mind such clashes will hopefully be able to be overcome, or at least mitigated,"

Celena looks over to him at that offering a smile, "No doubt, after such a time there. Perhaps not, but you were still a capable leader nonetheless, far from it,"

"It shall certainly be interesting to see what talents and skills that will be brought to the table here after the vast array we had back onboard,"

[oncearanger]

Billy could only nod his head in agreement and sigh, sagging against the table for a moment. He's not feeling ready for this at all, but the only choice is to move forward, right?

He slowly stands, folds his bag, and spares a smile for her.

"Do you need any assistance with packing?"

[curiousredsoul]

Celena smiles with a small measure of her usual cheerfulness as he stands. Shaking her head slightly to his question.

"Assistance, no, I should be fine, I would not mind the company however,"

[oncearanger]

"I'll be with you, then," Billy answered, rising with a faint trace of a smile on his face. "It's a shame to say goodbye to all our work already, but life is cruel sometimes."

[curiousredsoul]

"Thank you, Billy," Celena dips her head slightly with a smile as she pushes away from the table, "Indeed, it is something of a pity, but such is the way of things. We still carry what we've learned from such hard work, and besides if all goes well, it may yet remain if we are successful,"

[oncearanger]

Billy nods slowly, leaning to bump against her as they leave. "We won't even have a City or the Sensoriums to distract ourselves. It'll be all close quarters, all the time.

I hope you're prepared to get to know each other very well."

[curiousredsoul]

Celena raises an eyebrow with a soft chuckle nodding in agreement before giving a slight bump in return as she nods and steps off and to the exit, "Quite prepared," she quips with a wry look. Indeed, the close confines would provide a better opportunity to get to know and better gather information on those they were working with.

"I will miss being able to properly spread my wings to the open sky though for our time there,"

[oncearanger]

"Maybe we can take a mission to a time where a dragon would fit right in," he wondered. "This place is like my Earth, there isn't much, but...perhaps it's possible somewhere."

[curiousredsoul]

"Indeed, that could be quite possible, an earlier time period where humans are far from as widespread would suit well I would think," she ponders before nodding, "Such a time would also allow for greater gathering of resources, whether water, food or other resource, without worry of detection,"

[oncearanger]

"I like this idea. I'm definitely taking a mission around then, if you'd like to join me?"

[curiousredsoul]

"Of course, I'd be more than happy to,"