( 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

[retraced]

[Both of their reactions are enough to make him wince, his face going even more pale. He stares down at Oz's hand, watching it like he's watching fire creeping up his arms.]

They're taking everyone there in trips. They think there's enough time for everyone to be saved, if...if everything goes according to plan.

[His words are weighted down with the knowledge of just how often plans fail.]

Um...they claim that the...'moon base' is ready for all of us.

[He feels like an idiot having to repeat these words as though they're plausible.]

[crocodilesmiles]

( She has to shake off the shock, forcing wide eyes to turn toward Gilbert. )

You...

( She doesn't know how to feel. Angry and sad and horrified, all at once. )

You didn't think to ask? You just took both of us, put us on this thing, and we trust you enough to let you kidnap us without asking? Fully intending to walk right back off this stupid ship!

( She doesn't yell. She sounds angry, something she almost never does, and she glares at Gilbert because this all hurt. )

You didn't stop to think -- ( her voice cracks ) -- to ask what we wanted to do? Who gave you that right? Who said you got to decide for us! I don't care what you'll do for Oz to keep him safe, you were planning on not telling us at all! You were going to leave, you jerk!

( She's starting to cry, angry, sad, terrified. Nuclear? God, that's wrong, so wrong, so disastrously wrong. )

You could at least do us the courtesy of not trying to run away like a coward when you think you're doing something right!