Blackout, blackout!

[kore_npc]

Who: The residents of Cape Kore
Where: The center of town, near the ruined fountain
When: Day 100
What: Stane gathered some supplies for a community fire. Consider this a party-style post reacting to the lack of power and the loss of the communicators.

After the power goes out, Stane spends a few minutes standing stock still in the room, holding his breath and waiting for it to come back, but he doesn't waste too much time lingering in that kind of hopefulness. People are going to need things; they're going to need fire to cook and boil water, and they're going to need to do something about the food that's going to spoil.

It's so important that he helps them. It's so important that he helps them stay alive. Maybe the dream sharing is getting to him, maybe it's made his nightmares... feel real, but...

They're going to survive this. He's determined.

He gathers some wood that can be used for firewood and kindling, and he leaves them in the center of the town; he has no way of announcing that the things are there, really, but he cups his hands around his mouth and shouts a general Go to the fountain! Maybe someone will hear him.

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[any1youwant]

[Raven's laugh is so abrupt that she has to clap a hand over her mouth to quiet herself down.] Blue... blue is not normal. Not where I come from. Far, far from it. It's 'freakish', but I love it. I love what and who I am. I embrace my differences and let them, at least in part, define me.

If I wasn't stuck in the middle of... wherever this is, with unknown people, for reasons unknown to me, you better believe I'd be myself, not this ugly lie. But I have to survive.

But I respect your request, I won't call you that again.

[purplishgreen]

[Now? She's doubly curious. There's nothing freakish about blue to her way of thinking. What a human -- or a mutant, for that matter -- might look like in blue is an interesting question.]

Well, asari are typically blue, even if humans are not. My own skin tone was purple until only about two years ago. It is... a side effect.

[Two years is such a short span of time to become used to it, and she hasn't had the luxury of disguise.]

Can I ask how you hide it?

[any1youwant]

Are they really? Well, I'd be right at home, wouldn't I?

A side effect? Care to share?

[She shrugs and gives Shiala a smirk when she's asked how she hides it.] I can look like anyone here, or anyone I can think up. [She takes a second to shift her vocal chords, mimicking Shiala perfectly when she speaks.] Sound like them, too.

[purplishgreen]

[She looks at Raven with a trace of surprise; this, too, is a thing out of stories. Whatever else she is, she's a soldier, and she can envision the usefulness such skills would lend an assassin. That's her first thought, anyway.]

It's rather a long story.

[She sighs. She's almost inclined to not share at the moment, but Raven's shared a secret with her. It's only fair.]

The short version of the story is that I was absorbed by a plant entity called the Thorian. It's dead, now, but its spores remain in my body. It was... not a pleasant experience, on the whole.

[kore_npc]

[ Stane draws in a breath and looks out over the fire and the buildings beyond it. The answer should be easy, and he's ready to answer, but then he doesn't; he holds off, his expression flickering, and he slowly frowns. ]

No... Nothing like this. [ He comes out of it enough to give Dilandau a distracted smile, and he rubs at his temples. ]

[monticora]

[ Would running away from the dude with your face be okay? It didn't really matter. When has Alec ever done anything remotely normal? He's basically always on the edge of offending someone with his big mouth. He stays put though. Old Man River can't run him off. He's pretty sure he can take this guy. Not that he imagines other him will go quietly if anything does happen, but he's prepared in case he has to handle the situation.

Alec pursed his lips quietly as Dean spoke. It took another few moments before he decided he should answer the guy. Alec spoke when Alec was good and ready. Most of the time. Unless Max was giving him head slaps to prompt him along. Then he didn't have much control. ] Got kidnapped on my first night. My roommates are missing. Now I got big shiny house all to myself. I've been busy.

[burnburnburn]

[He's heard that tone of voice directed at him enough times to know it means that fire-starting privileges are in danger of being revoked. His eyes focus back on the present and his grin fades just a little]

I'm not stupid enough to set myself alight. But we need fire near the woods to keep the beasts at bay.

[He's remembering the fire he made for those glorious few minutes before Castiel interfered. He needs that again and soon]

[noblexcompanion]

That's what I said, innit? Light in a tube with batteries or a dynamo. So you can see in the flippin' dark. It's not rocket science.

[noblexcompanion]

Brilliant. Just what this place needs - more bad stuff. Really not selling itself to me as a future holiday destination.

In fact, apart from the eye candy and the fact you're here there are very few highlights. There's good eye candy though.

[foundacause]

Then don't ask stupid questions.

[burnburnburn]

[That's an odd enough response for Dilandau to want to pursue it]

What is it reminding you of, Stane?

[tryingitall]

[There are a number of people here with unusual abilities. Maybe he shouldn't be surprised Stane isn't surprised. Balthazar shrugs, slightly sheepish.]

Mostly for show. It's easier to keep the burning going with fuel, though. I thought I was being subtle.

[nedofpies]

I don't think fate needs much tempting, here.

[ But of course, she's right. According to some people's standards, Ned knows, this place is probably a lot more livable than where they came from, electricity or no electricity. Even if the lights aren't working and they have to find alternative ways to store their food, the company is good, and there is relative safety - at least, outside the woods. That is something to be grateful for ]

Do you think it was intentional? Like... they're playing with us? Or do you think something's gone wrong, and they're trying to fix it?

[ There is no way for either of them to know, but Ned is curious what her opinion is ]

[nedofpies]

Oh. Well, if you don't mind, I'll call you Samandriel. I think it's a really beautiful name, actually. [ Ned says this without a trace of irony, and then ducks his head, a little embarrassed. Was that a weird thing to say? Should he apologize? Or would that make it even worse, like if he hadn't thought it was creepy before, now he would? He opts not to say anything ]

Ah- right. [ Ned and Dean aren't exactly on the best of terms, but he's not about to just come out and say that: even he isn't that awkward ] So I'm assuming you knew him. Otherwise how would you know it was the same world. [ The two hadn't arrived at the same time, but it's still interesting to know, when people come from the same versions of reality. So far, he's never met anyone here who he could really pin down as being from his own world. He doesn't know why, exactly. Some people arrived in groups, some in pairs, others - like himself - solo ]

I'm from a couple little towns you wouldn't have heard of. Coeur d' Coeurs, originally. I'm - was a piemaker. Had my own shop. We'd only just started up. [ Samandriel seems fairly young to him, so he asks ] You a student?

[venatical]

Kidnapped? Like the scientists plunked you down in here and then changed their minds? [ He eyes himself up and down. ] Like they left a pair of scissors in there when they were taking out your kidney or something?

[kore_npc]

Well, usually. [ He takes the matches back and runs his finger along the stripe for striking. ]

You strike it first. They don't spontaneously burst into flame for most people.

[kore_npc]

Nothing, nothing. [ He rubs that hand over his face now, frowning again. This headache is starting, pushing at the sides of his head, but Stane's sure he's stronger than it this time. ]

Trying to think back, is all. To the start.

[any1youwant]

[Raven shifted back into her disguise. She didn't particularly enjoy not being in her own skin, but what could you do? She didn't trust the place yet to go walking around like herself, especially not with Wolverine's clone still possibly strolling around.]

A plant entity? And it changed you? [Raven gazed steadily at Shiala, leaning a little closer.] Either way, I think you look gorgeous. Honestly.

Different doesn't have to be bad, does it? At least you survived.

[purplishgreen]

[Shiala smiles a little, faintly. The flattery is appreciated; her appearance has been something she's always had to explain away, for the past two years. That she doesn't is actually something a little pleasant, here.]

I did. I was fortunate. I really have no room for complaint, considering everything.

[any1youwant]

To me, darling, the color of your skin makes you one of the prettiest people here. It caught my attention, and in the best way possible.

[She blushed slightly, trying to cover up a sheepish look with a confident smirk, and pulled back a little, realizing just how hard she was coming on.]

You wear it well, hun, that's all I'm trying to say.

[blackmagus]

[Fortescue thinks for a moment. It's hard to say which it is, as they're still as trapped in the Cape as ever.]

Nothing aside from the power is malfunctioning. So it was either a very localized problem, on our end, or deliberate. As far as I can tell.

[She's played this game before. Captured, and then toyed with. But it was a much less fantastical experience before. There was more beating involved, and magical suppression. The Cape is a much happier experience, as it comes with less sanctimonious speeches about what she is. And there's less death here. That, too, is a good thing, though it's been traded with... disappearances.

Who can say what happens to those who disappear and don't come back?]

[bluesrat]

He laughs, fingers still rolling out the tune. "Okay, baby blues. That works." Rat gives her a wink, since the same term could be used to describe his own eyes.

"I do know more than blues, though. I used to be a music teacher."

[blackmagus]

"Maybe you could teach some people here to play." Though she isn't volunteering, knowing full well that, aside from dancing, she's not very musical. "If a few more instruments could be scared up from the houses, at least."

[nevermindtherunning]

Well, I wouldn't want to take all the fun from you.

[Insert cheeky grin here.]

I'll not harvest the earth worms too quickly, I'll save them for you.

[nevermindtherunning]

[That cracked a smile on his features.]

No, not what I had in mind for a holiday, either... And the eye candy really isn't something I seek for in my pamphlet.