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Blackout, blackout!
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.
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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Doubt it. Some disappeared before the power went off.
[And he didn't want to admit he felt he was responsible for a couple of those disappearances.
Pausing to think about what she said he looks seaward, his mouth open slightly.]
Is there something out there?
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We're all telling ourselves silly tales that aren't there.
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And say if it's true, do we have anything, anyway to protect ourselves? There's nowhere we can really go, and... I dunno. Let's not panic yet.
[They couldn't run, so what good would it do?]
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[Why couldn't think be an option? He'd like this. Too much, perhaps.]
I'll collect the bunnies and you can coax the bears out..
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Oh, I see. Sticking me with the dangerous job.
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[Insert cheeky grin here.]
I'll not harvest the earth worms too quickly, I'll save them for you.
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You're too kind, Doctor, worrying about my shortage of fun.
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[He nods matter-of-factly.]
Besides, we have to make sure what's written on the travel brochures is correct.
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[Done and done. He should be a travel agent. Oh wait....]
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You're too good at that.
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I am a bit clever, I suppose!
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As if you don't know.