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vatheon2013-04-19 11:21 am
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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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This's the fifth floor, I probably would've woken up before it got here.
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[He's still got a lot of other buildings to check after all.]
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[Sola, did you just try to give him an order?]
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Or you could stay here and drown, I don't really care.
[Liar. If that was the case, he wouldn't have woken Laharl at all.]
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If you're going to be my vassal, you need to learn proper respect.
...and you need to carry things.
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I'm not your vassal!
[He nearly tells Laharl to carry his own stuff too but... well, Zelda had tasked him with bringing everyone's belongings to the island and he's not very well going to disobey Zelda...
With a heavy sigh he takes out his sylladex.]
What do you need besides your coffin?
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[Laharl glances around, considering.]
Better take the video games.
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[And yet he still captchalogs the coffin, all the video games, and even the TV just in case there's no TVs on the island. Granted he doesn't think about if there are power outlets on the island either but Laharl can figure that out himself when they get up there.]
Okay, done.
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He watches, looking satisfied, because no matter what Sola says, clearly the work doesn't benefit Zelda. Once Sola's finished, Laharl takes the photo that was sitting by his coffin and tucks it into his scarf.]
Now we can leave.
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What, it doesn't make sense not to finish the building!]
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Oi. Where do you think you're going?
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[Thinking that's final, Sola renews his search, opening the door to Laharl's neighbor's apartment.]
Hello?
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No one else lives on this floor, genius. You're done.
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[Damnit Laharl, you're throwing off his groove.]
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[Why didn't you say so in the first place? He can get behind that.]
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[Why do you always have to put things in the worst way possible?]
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[Laharl will go ahead and burst into the next apartment. Maybe it's got a better TV or something.]
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[And in his case he can carry quite a lot. With a sigh, he just goes into the apartment he'd opened up, planning on raiding the pantry at the least. Maybe there would be canned food.]
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[Like this TV. He's pretty sure it's smaller than his.]
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Which is most of this stuff. I bet nobody cool's ever lived up here besides me.
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[He mutters the response as he heads for the door, linens and things gathered and safely stowed in his sylladex.]
Alright, I'm done. We can go now.
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[Laharl has sharp ears. ...you know, as long as he's awake.
But he'll turn and head for the staircase. No reason to hang around.]
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[He seems like he doesn't care that what he's saying is insulting, but his ears remain back, listing for the tell-tale crackle of a fireball ready to launch at him.]
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[Nope. He's decided to misinterpret that remark so it's not an insult.]
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