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

[blackmagus]

[That's a term a bit too modern for Fortescue, even in her own crazy world, and she frowns thoughtfully at Ned. Then smiles. Clearly, there's something that she's missing, here.]

Do you disapprove of that many bums here?

[nedofpies]

[ Ned looks at her in confusion for a good thirty seconds, misunderstanding what she means by bums at first, trying to puzzle out how that answer possibly makes sense given the context. Then, when he puts together the British and the from-the-past pieces of evidence, he realizes, and laughs at his own mistake ]

No, it's- [ He tries to think of some appropriate equivalent or definition ] Sorry. Forgot you're from the past. Means a different thing, in my time. What I was trying to say is there are so many people here who are very competent and intimidating, who know how to fight and take care of themselves and... that kind of thing.

[blackmagus]

Ah, I see. Thank you for introducing me to it. [She's amused by the term, and visibly so. It must have had a colorful evolution.] ...We certainly do. Our captors seem to have a preference for it. But not everyone's like that. Knowing how to handle a weapon can bring as many problems as it solves.