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.

Comments

[hung_garian]

[Gabriel, on the other hand, isn't so much annoyed as amused. Power outages might be a serious worry for humans and even demons, but to an archangel it's barely even an inconvenience. He's mostly here to watch and snicker at everyone who is affected, and only about 2% of his motive is figuring out if his help is needed.

But then, seeing Meg is a little different. On the one hand, she's corrupting his baby brother (which is a point in her favour) and he feels kinda bad about just standing by and chatting to Ellen instead of actually helping her. On the other, she's corrupting his baby brother (which is a point against her) and she's evil. And she looks amusingly pissed off, which is the deciding factor: why apologise or be concerned when he could just poke fun?]

Whoever it was, kudos to them. This is just what the community needed - a chance to sit around the campfire singing kumbayas and toasting marshmallows.

[foundacause]

[ One of these days Meg and Gabriel are going to end up murdering each other or screwing each other - it could go either way. It could even both - hopefully the screwing comes before the death for obvious reasons.

She rolls her eyes. Yep. The day just got worse. ]

Do we get rewards for not throwing the humans on the fire?

[hung_garian]

If we do I hope it's nothing good - I've already ruined my chances of getting one, and I hate missing out.

[He winks, though judging by the fact that no one's screaming or trying to kill him, he hasn't murdered anyone. At least not in public.]

Nice hair, by the way. I wasn't sure if you could top the matted, bloody look you had before, but drowned rat is definitely a contender for style of the year.

[foundacause]

[ When it comes to Gabriel you can either give in to his goading and give him what he likely wants which at the end of the day is frustrating and tiring. Or, you can go along with him and give as good as you get. ]

Fashion. It's the gift that keeps on giving. What kind of monster would I be if I didn't share my beautiful looks with the world? You're still sporting the ageing boy band wannabe look, I see.

[hung_garian]

[Much as Gabriel enjoys it when someone rises to his bait, he's unfortunately not much dissuaded by his victims refusing to do so. He can get just as much satisfaction from a bit of good old-fashioned banter. There's not much that puts him off, to be honest.]

Actually, it's the Bradley Cooper look, but I suppose you can't be expected to know that. Most amateur fashionistas don't. Of course, I've had it since the late nineteenth century, he just stole it from me, really it should be called the Loki look... but then, I'm not the kind of guy to begrudge him that. It's not his fault he's insecure, poor thing.

[foundacause]

Whatever. You still look like an ageing boy band wannabe who missed his big break to me. But y'know, power to you for risking public humiliation. It's good to see a guy taking risks.

[hung_garian]

Well, I'll try anything once, but I think public humiliation by a pretty girl is more Castiel's kinda thing than mine.

[foundacause]

If you say so, sugar.

[hung_garian]

Why? Don't you agree? I suppose you'd be the expert.

[This is starting to sound, tonewise, exactly like the kind of interrogation a guy gets from his girlfriend's dad the first time they meet.

It's best if she ignores it, though. He won't push it too far... probably.]

[foundacause]

What makes you think I'd possibly be the expert? [ Ignore it? Oops. ]

[hung_garian]

Him acting like an eighth-grader with a crush every time you're so much as mentioned is what makes me think it. You saying you aren't?

[And if so-- good! But also why not?! What's so wrong with Castiel? No touching him but also no breaking his heart. It's simple, really.]

[foundacause]

[ That has her arching a brow. An eighth-grader with a crush? Cute. She prefers adorable puppy, but she'll take eighth-grader. ]

I'm no expert. Give me a few more years to work on him.

[hung_garian]

A few more years, huh? You think you've got that long? Usually the Terrible Trio's arm candy gets kicked to the curb or stuffed in the fridge a little quicker than that. But hey, who knows? Maybe Cas'll be the exception to that rule.

[foundacause]

Didn't you get the memo? He's a unicorn. They get a whole different rulebook.

[hung_garian]

A unicorn.

[He repeats it, tone disbelieving but not particularly curious. He doesn't want to wonder what the implication is.]

He's definitely a rebel. Fighting against Heaven, trying to take it over, questionable relationships... if he's going by any rulebook at all, I doubt it's the one he was issued by Heaven or by the Winchesters.

[foundacause]

He's one unique creature. [ Which is why she loves likes him. ]

[hung_garian]

You say that like it's a good thing. You know, like it hasn't gotten him killed. Twice.

[Maybe even more.]

Debatably not so bad, of course, but I'd have thought you'd be opposed.

[No, he wouldn't, which is why he's saying it. Sorry, Meg, but he's kind of a bigot about demons.]

[foundacause]

Pretty sure Cas and the Winchesters got Death in their back pocket. Whole stock of 'get out of death free' cards. Death to them is like a headache.

[hung_garian]

If you say so, but if I were them? I don't think I'd be in such a hurry to test that theory out. You never know how long their luck's gonna hold.

[foundacause]

Fair point. I'll keep it in mind.

[hung_garian]

Yep. Make sure you exercise due caution next time you try to kill either of 'em. Well... Cas, anyway. Kill Dean if you want, I don't mind -it'd be a whole lot easier on me, that's for sure.

[foundacause]

If it's all the same to you I'll refrain from killing the Winchester. I'd rather not deal with the fallout of a moping angel.

[hung_garian]

You mustn't let him emotionally blackmail you, sweetheart. When he gets controlling you just have to say no, and put your foot down. Preferably on Dean's neck.

[foundacause]

Oh sugar, no one controls me. [ Lies. The nerd angel has her wrapped around his little finger and doesn't even know it. ]

[hung_garian]

Attagirl. You're a strong independent demon who don't need no man.

[Man-shaped celestial being, though... well, that might be a different story.]