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vatheon2013-04-19 11:21 am
thalassino) wrote in vatheon2013-04-19 11:21 am
All bubbles pop eventually
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.))
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.))
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Huh? Naw, I can't all be saying that I have.
[Though it does make him ponder!]
Man, maybe I should. I bet it would be fuckin' fun. Maybe get a brother's best fuckin' cat chica involved in that, like we can chill out like that a lil'.
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[Equius gently pushes Darkleer's head off his lap so he can sit up. The bird grumpily rearranges himself and then flops his head over Equius' shoulder, still glaring at Milo.]
Maybe once the bubble is fixed, you two could do that on one of our walls.
[Walls are where you paint things, right?]
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[He leans one elbow on one of his folded knees, resting his chin on his palm. His mood turns slightly more calm, almost introspective.]
Yeah, I guess we're gonna have to all redo some stuff down there.
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Darkleer and I moved everything upstairs, so unless the bubble floods completely, most of our things will be fine.
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[He leans back on his palms, letting the light of the setting sun wash over him.]
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The kiss has him smiling and turning his head to catch his lips in a proper one. Not too deep, just a slow, languid kiss under the setting sun.]
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[Equius chuckles and gently shoves the bird away.]
Darkleer, bad bird.
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[That last was mostly directed at Darkleer, very obvious from the way Gamzee has turned at the waist to sling an arm around the bird, scruffing his fingers underneath his beak.
Sorry, Equius. Cockblocked. Literally.]
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[Equius sighs indulgently and watches his bird get loved up. Darkleer warks and kwehs happily, arching his chin up to be scratched while also casting a superior smirk down at Milo.]
He's just being demanding.
[He's always demanding.]