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

[heavensmostadorable]

Well yes, of course. Though even that seems to be asking too much around here.

[Making a bit of a face, he drops his gaze and watches the light of the fire against the ground at his feet, falling silent. All in all, one could probably consider the bit of time they've all had without anything too bad going on to be something of a break, but Samandriel's not so sure he can consider it that. Not when he's almost been waiting for something to happen.

Shaking his head, he glances back to Donna and, though he doesn't really believe it as he speaks, he carries on:] But perhaps we'll be lucky this time and the power with come back on in a relatively quick amount of time, and with no repercussions.

[noblexcompanion]

[ Things have been on the quiet side and that's probably as close to safety and peace they're gonna find in this place. It's hardly the most reassuring thought.

She watches him. She knows he's an angel. She knows the angels could probably kill everyone here if they wanted to. But he looks so young and innocent that she can't help but want to protect him. ]

Not so sure there's much luck to be found here, but what is life if we don't cling to a little hope?

Until then... we're gonna be okay, right?

[heavensmostadorable]

[He nods rather gravely in his agreement with her statement; hope is about all they have here, really. Maybe there's not a lot, but even the bit everyone has is important. It keeps them going, keeps them from simply giving up, and it might even help them all to get out of here one day. Maybe.

Donna's question grabs his attention quickly, and though he does take a pause to consider his answer, he's fairly sure of himself when he nods a moment later.]

We will be, yes. If all they wanted to do was kill us, they would have done so by now. I can't say I have any idea of what they are doing, what their intent is with us here, but everyone here has survived everything they've wrought on us so far. I'm sure we'll all continue to. [He offers a small smile, and after a moment's hesitation, he even goes as far as to rest his hand lightly on her arm in hopes to reassure her, even if only a little.] That's not to say that it may not be a struggle, and some of us will likely be more...worse for wear, but...we'll persevere.

[noblexcompanion]

[ The touch is reassuring and she's thankful for it. Sometimes a little reassurance goes a long way. Maybe there's something to be said for positive thinking. ]

I'm glad everyone here seems to get along so well. It makes things nicer to say the least. Well, most people. I'm sure there's a few fights now and then, but it's pretty peaceful between fellow captives for the most part.