All bubbles pop eventually

[thalassino]

Yesterday was a day of celebration. For once, it seemed that the foreigners were able to affect the coral, and in a positive way at that. The coral lit back up, the barrier strengthened, and everything looked like it was back to normal again.

Unfortunately, it doesn't last.

Overnight the coral begins to dim again, flickering wildly along with the bubble itself. Those who stayed up on the island might notice the strange lights coming up through the waves if they're awake. The ones who stayed in the bubble will notice more than that. The atmosphere is tense, and every now and then there's an echoing crack, like a massive piece of glass is slowly losing its integrity.

By the time the morning arrives, the crack in the bubble is evident. After hours of threatening it, the crack finally falls open with a thundering snap, allowing the ocean to rush in. It hasn't yet given up entirely, but there's a steady stream of water pouring in to the plaza and on to the coral. The waterfall would be a pretty sight if not for the situation.

Hopefully no one stayed down there that long.



((OOC: The bubble has cracked! Feel free to use this post as a mingle log if desired. The elevator is still functioning, so anyone down in the bubble will have some time to escape.))

Comments

[symmetrophile]

[His dignity may never recover.]

I recall taking a snack of fruit from the pantry a few hours prior to Thalassino and the Head Nurse's appearance on the network.

[And he got all carried away in all that other stuff.]

It's more embarrassing than anything else. I assure you, I'm fine.

[keepsthefire]

[Hope you like a fist coming down on top of your head, Kid.]

Don't you give me that. If anyone deserves special treatment right now it's you. Dummy.

[symmetrophile]

[Things like this, which are normal for everyone else, yet painfully humiliating for a perfectionist who thinks he must somehow be flawlessly dignified at all times, or risk dishonoring his Exalted Father's name, and belittling his status as a reaper, don't hold up against the swell of affection he experiences at these little gestures of caring.

It's new to him. A lot of this is new to him.

In spite of himself, Kid's mouth betrays him in a small smile.

He loves you too, dork.]

...Thank you.

[keepsthefire]

Yeah yeah thank me when you're not gonna fall over from hunger.

[Rin snuggles up against him for another few seconds before finally getting up to find where all the food is being stored.]

I'll be back in a bit, 'kay?

[symmetrophile]

[Wait, leaving? Already?

It's for a good reason, because honestly, now that he's gone and mentioned cooking, he feels ravenous, but it might have been nice to just enjoy the weight and warmth of his presence a little longer.

Duty calls, however, and he can't hold him back.]

Are you sure you don't need any help?

[Oh, who is he kidding. He is the worst to have in the kitchen. Even an improvised one.]

[keepsthefire]

[They can snuggle whenever Rin takes a break. Because really, as much as he enjoys cooking, spending time with his friends and his loved ones is his second favorite thing in the world. Right there above sappy romance manga. Yup.

He stops when Kid asks, lips quirking up in to a faint smirk.]

You're not supposed to be movin'. You really wanna get Maka comin' down on you? Or Marie?

[symmetrophile]

I'm not sure I can handle retribution from either of them.

[So he'll... stay right here, thanks.]

I won't go anywhere, then. See you later, Rin.

[keepsthefire]

[Good boy.]

Right. You're gettin' fed first so just hold tight.

[And off he goes.]