Sea monster attack!

[kore_npc]

Who: The kidnappees, rescuers, and whoever wants to wait on the beach with towels. See here for an explanation.
When: Afternoon Day 102
Where: The beach
What: The device holding the sea monster at bay has been without power for two days, and now he's... lonely. Or angry. Angry and lonely. But now he's kidnapped some new friends!

The network has been spotty, cutting in and out for a couple days now, but luckily for everyone currently in the monster's grasp, Stane happens to be standing in the middle of a decent signal area.

"The sea monster is taking people! Hurry!"

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Team Save Donna!

[happytobleed]

Castiel hears the yelling and he comes running from the park in time to see Donna's head disappear beneath the waves.

Quickly, he runs down one of the crumbling docks and dives in with all of his clothes on, swimming as fast as he can after the retreating shape of her red hair.

Re: Team Save Donna!

[reluctantsword]

When Wallie got the message he lost no time in acting, even if he doesn't want to believe in a sea monster. He doesn't have time now, though, to disbelief, and as he runs down to the beach, he sees Castiel dive in.

He doesn't know Castiel, and he can't even tell who just went under. It doesn't matter. He has his sword on his back for when he needs it, and if that's any good against sea monsters, he'll be there to try it.

Maybe it's unwise, but he's leaping in after, putting all his muscles to good use with a good front crawl.

[nevermindtherunning]

"OIIIII!" The Doctor comes running from the distance, racing as fast as he can to the ocean, water splashing as he makes his way in, water up to his knees. The tides were strong given this creature was massive, he would be soaked within seconds.

"DONNA!" He had a feeling something was going to happen, and that one bloke on the messages had said it would. The Doctor just chose to ignore it, even though the feelings nagged at him as the power went off and he disclosed to Donna with such feelings.

But he never predicted his best mate to be taken, as he stood there, hair and clothes now clinging to his thin frame. Everyone was moving quickly, he wasn't sure who else was in here until he looked over to a very tall man with a sword next to him.

"Who else was taken? Do you know?"

[noblexcompanion]

Donna had had a bad feeling something was going to happen. She'd felt it in the pit of her stomach. And in this place when things happen they're nearly always bad things. Never good ones. Or rarely good ones.

What she wasn't expecting was to get snatched by a giant flippin' sea monster! Hadn't she been telling people all along about the giant flippin' sea monster and hadn't everyone thought she was crazy? Well, ha! Who's laughing now? Well actually, not Donna, because she's trying not to drown...

[happytobleed]

Castiel's already under the water, unable to hear any yelling and focusing intently on keeping Donna in sight. If he can still see her, he can save her!

With his strength, he can swim quickly, even with his coat getting caught in the current and weighing him down, and he's far past needing to breath, so he doesn't bother to surface.

As he swims, another tentacle flings past him, narrowly missing his leg.

[tryingitall]

'The sea monster is taking people'? This is not a phrase Balthazar ever anticipated hearing in a serious context, but any comments about weird porn sputter and die before they reach the stage where he'd consider uttering them. This is serious. People could drown.

Dropping everything, he's at the beach in a second, peering into the waves. "How many people have been taken?" He shouts at no one in particular. With a flick of his wrist, his sword appears in his right hand.


((If the Save Riley team wants to start from this thread, that's fine with me! Otherwise, on-the-beach discussion is a go.))

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Meyer'd been at home when he heard the announcement, but it doesn't take him long to gather up his gun and make his way to the beach as quickly as possible. His still-healing broken ribs might give him some trouble in hurrying, but there's absolutely no way he's staying at home and sitting around when something this potentially deadly is happening.

Gun in hand, he makes his way onto the beach cautiously, and, as luck would have it, finds himself standing next to Balthazar when he shouts his question. "Looks like two, maybe three," he responds, even if the question isn't directed at him, although in actuality, he has no way of knowing the number for sure, and he has the sinking sensation that there are probably more than that.

((Well, here's one part of the Save Riley team anyway!))

[packpapa]

"It's closer to five."

Derek is currently residing in the lighthouse, so it doesn't take him long to reach the beach, even if it's not as quickly as it could have been considering he's still concealing his condition.

He doesn't know either of the men he happens to be standing by, but he turns to the second and frowns, eyes briefly lowering to glance down at his rib area. "You're hurt." Hurt isn't much good if it gets in the way of helping. He barely spares the first a look, the scent similar to that of the angel who helped his friend, close enough that he can put two and two together.

[tryingitall]

Balthazar barely has a glance for either of them, straining to catch a clear glimpse of whoever's in the water. He sees a flash of red hair--oh, no, Donna!--but he also sees Castiel diving into the sea, and a moment later Raphael and Samandriel are on the scene. So it's all under control, right? He should stand down, stay out of the way.

And then he sees someone else familiar, splashing fiercely against either the monster's grip or the undertow, or both. It's Riley, and that's all he needs to know to spur him to action. "I'm going." Ripping off his jacket impatiently, he points to the brunette head amidst the waves. And then he's off, flying partway for the sake of getting there faster.

[venatical]

Dean double checks his weapons before he comes running, stumbling a little when he gets to the sand. He surveys the scene quickly, spots Cas out in the water, but he knows Cas can handle himself, and once he spots the vic he's headed toward, Dean looks for someone else who needs saving.

Shiala isn't all that hard to spot, and Dean sets his sights on her. He has to get rid of his shoes first; they'll slow him down, more than it's slowing him down now to get them off.

He glances around him, automatically looking to see who else is here, who might need an order barked at them to get them moving.

[lightgunhustler]

"Charging off to play hero, are you?"

Jo's voice comes from just behind and to the right of him, where she all but skids to a stop and starts removing her own shoes, tossing them aside carelessly. Weapons can stay, but shoes are nothing but a hindrance while swimming. She'll gladly go without.

"I'm going with you. There's no way you're running into this headfirst all on your own."

[venatical]

He glances over his shoulder when he hears her, and even if he's maybe annoyed, maybe afraid for her, maybe would rather she stay where it's safe, he also knows better and he's also pretty sure he could use her help.

"In case you haven't noticed, that's a giant octopus looking thing." He stands up and subtly checks the placement of his knifes as he tucks away one of the ones that was in his boot. He shoots her a tight smile; it's as jokey as he can get right about now, which is still pretty up there.

"There's no 'playing hero' about this. This is straight out of a B movie, made real life. You ready?"

[bluesrat]

Rat's not as fast as he used to be, but when he hears the cry over the network he drops everything and runs, from the house and for the beach. That the beanpole skids to a halt near Dean is sheer accident or luck. He blinks at the tentacles emerging from the water, taking a few seconds to process all this. "W...we need a weapon..." He pants, still staring.

...Sea monster? Really?

Angel bros to the rescue

[servingmichael]

Raphael had heard the call over the device - he'd heard the screams too. In an instant, he was there, surprised by how many others were there, and surprised to see someone from his dreams in the grasp of the monster. He attempted to grab him with telekinesis but wasn't sure he could do so without hurting Alec, which meant this was going to get more hands on.

"Samandriel." He called to his younger brother, motioning.

[heavensmostadorable]

Having also heard the news over the network, Samandriel was already on the beach, fretting over the attack. He was inclined, at first, to go assist Donna's rescue, as she had already helped him once before, but his attention was then grabbed by Raphael. Hearing the call, he was at his brother's side in a second, practically wringing his hands.

"Raphael?" Looking to the other curiously, it was assumed that he had been called over to help. That was good, he wanted nothing more in the moment than to help those that had been taken, and two of them would do far better than just one. "Do you have a plan?"

[servingmichael]

He'd seen Donna - but he'd also seen Castiel head after her, and whatever he thought of Castiel aside, he's proven himself more than capable of rescuing someone. Which meant unless he heard a distress call from Castiel, he wouldn't think further on Donna, considering it handled and taken care of.

Instead he focused on Samandriel and pointed out Alec.

"My concern is if we grab him with telekineses, we may drag parts of the creature ashore, which will only complicate matters." A caution to his younger brother, though his worrying clear to Raphael. Had Samandriel always been that way? Was it fall out from what had happened? He didn't know the younger angel well, but he needed to figure that out later. "I believe if we fly to him, you grab the boy and fly back here with him, I'll keep the creature busy for a moment, then follow. Should be simple." Should be.

He reached over, putting a hand on his brother's shoulder, part patting him for encouragement, part squeezing gently to try to steady him, and it coming out a little clumsy, Raphael's lack of practice at comforting his siblings clear.

[heavensmostadorable]

The worrying could be considered something more an almost side-effect of what had happened to him, but Samandriel wasn't terribly concerned about trying to hide it, far more focused on the disaster at hand. Listening to Raphael speak, however, directing a clear and relatively simple plan, it was easier to manage the worry, to cast it aside and grasp at some of that calm that angels were so well-known for.

"Alright." He nodded, grounding himself, helped along a little by the hand on his shoulder, even if it was a touch clumsy. Gaze turning to focus on Alec, he nodded again. "That should work--hopefully without injuring him too badly..." Though, it did seem like the best course of action here, and he trusted Raphael's judgement. Trusted him not simply because he was a brother and an archangel, but because of everything that had happened since his arrival, everything Raphael had done for him and all the care he seemed to have for all of their siblings. While he could liken this to receiving and following orders, as he was used to, that...made him somewhat uncomfortable now, another effect of the events proceeding his arrival in Cape Kore.

Drawing in a small, quiet breath, Samandriel glanced back up to Raphael, now managing to appear more collected and perhaps even a slight bit determined, giving him a look to indicate that he was ready to put the plan into action immediately.

team awkwardly standing around?

[zen_navigator]

Dirk had expected this, but that doesn't make him feel any better about it actually happening. He's not going to get too near the water, but he's watching the efforts from further back on the beach, feeling a bit helpless and definitely not wanting to dive in and battle a giant...whatever it is.

It feels a bit heartless to just head back to the house, so he's left standing watch.

[nedofpies]

Ned spots Dirk by his rather distinctive mop of hair, can see the worry and defeat in his posture even from a distance. He walks over to where Dirk is standing, arms folded tightly over his chest, trying and failing abysmally not to worry about the people who have been taken, the people who have gone out after them. There are people he cares about out there, and he feels completely powerless to help them.

He's not sure he'll be able to help Dirk, either. But he'll offer what consolation he can.

"Guess it came true, after all."

[zen_navigator]

"I guess so." He doesn't look up at Ned when he comes over, choosing to keep looking out at the disturbing battle instead. He tucks his hands into his jacket pockets and hunches in on himself a little bit. Even if he did want to go out there, he couldn't. "Do you know how to swim?"

[nedofpies]

Ned knows what that kind of hunch means: it takes one to know one, after all. Dirk is feeling responsible, perhaps, or at the very least some flavor of bad about this whole thing. None of it is his fault, of course - he'd warned people. But Ned knows that guilt doesn't require rational basis, and often finds a means to worm its way in despite rational evidence of innocence.

When Dirk asks if he knows how to swim, his tone is far from accusatory, but Ned feels a prickle of defensiveness nonetheless, masking a rather deeper feeling of disappointment in himself, and fear, and uncertainty.

"I know how to swim. Who doesn't know how to swim? I just don't know how to fight giant sea monsters while swimming."

It's a weak excuse, perhaps. He'd told himself he would only do more harm than good out there, getting in the way, but maybe that's just a lie he's telling himself. In his self-doubt, he is shorter with Dirk than perhaps he ought to be. Ned knows it, knows he shouldn't take out his feelings of frustration and helplessness on Dirk.

Team Please Stop Martha from Diving Into the Water!

[notrosesshadow]

The broadcast caught Martha by surprise, but she was prepared. She grabbed the woefully small medkit she had made and ran for the beach. It was a madhouse. And everyone was in the water it seemed. She pushed by someone and threw the medkit down as well as her coat so she could try to get in the water as quickly as possible to help whomever needed it.

[nedofpies]

Turns out that someone who Martha had pushed past is, in fact, a very distressed piemaker whose face should be familiar to her. He's been watching others heading out into the water with an ever-increasing degree of despair and fear. He ought to be one of them, he thinks. He can swim well enough - but what good would that do? Once he was out there, what help could he provide? Ned has a hard enough time defending himself on dry land. Logically, he knows he would be a liability out there. Which is why he stays on the beach, and hates himself a little for being so useless.

When he sees that Martha, too, is about to throw herself into the water and harm's way, he calls out to her, "Wait!" He dashes around her, between her and the water, holding both his hands up in a calming gesture. "You shouldn't do that."

[notrosesshadow]

Martha almost barrels him over in her haste to get into the water. "They need my help Ned. I can't just sit here and watch them!" She tries to go around him, tracking the Doctor's movements and the fiery hair that had belonged to that Donna woman she'd met on the comms her first day.

[nedofpies]

"Just stop and think for a moment!" Ned is actually desperate enough to halt her advance that he reaches out, puts his hand on his shoulder to keep her back. It's a light touch, not enough to really stop her if she were determined, but he hopes it will catch her attention, at least.

He speaks so quickly that he's only just understandable, "You're right, the people out there do need your help and I know it's hard to stay here when they're out there and they might be getting hurt, but Martha, they might be getting hurt. You're a doctor, right? You're one of the only doctors we've got here. What's going to happen if you swim out there to fight the giant, y'know, terrifying sea monster, and you don't come back? Or what if you're out there and someone comes back and they're hurt and there's no one to look after them but me?"