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saveourearth2019-02-24 04:24 pm
ourearth) wrote in saveourearth2019-02-24 04:24 pm
Thanks, Sadie [Mingle]
Date: 24th of February
Characters: OPEN!
After the earthquake on the 19th of January, the ground had been quiet. Or that was at least what everyone assumed; those who went to the meeting and listened to Walter speak might know that that was not exactly the case. Starting on the 9th of February, the earth had started to be shaken by the tiniest of tremors again, too small to be noticed by the everyday citizen, but not too small to escape seismic readers. Not that the public was told about this; why cause a panic? Things were strange enough these days in Mossgate Council.
Then, around 5am on the 24th, there is the most gentle shaking of the earth, only just strong enough to shake the leaves of some room plants, but noticeable. No damage is caused this time. At least not by the earthquake.
Because shortly after, a wave rolls towards the coastline of Mossgate. And not just any wave. It's a small tsunami wave, measuring about 1 metre at the top when it hits the shore and pressing up into the mouth of the river to reach a maximum height of 1.3m before it ebbs away.
The damage this time is substantial. Cars have been flushed into others, storefronts are shattered, the ground floors or many houses flooded and gardens torn apart. Some of the boats from the harbour sit somewhere inside the town now, and a ferry has crashed into the harbour office. By virtue of the very early hour and massive luck, there are barely any casualties - no more than one would expect from a major storm or flooding.
But Mossgate and Tarwich are in shock, and the descending media certainly don't help.
And every single Numbered in the echo boundary has received a plot echo, granted about a few minutes before the wave hit the shore.
Characters: OPEN!
After the earthquake on the 19th of January, the ground had been quiet. Or that was at least what everyone assumed; those who went to the meeting and listened to Walter speak might know that that was not exactly the case. Starting on the 9th of February, the earth had started to be shaken by the tiniest of tremors again, too small to be noticed by the everyday citizen, but not too small to escape seismic readers. Not that the public was told about this; why cause a panic? Things were strange enough these days in Mossgate Council.
Then, around 5am on the 24th, there is the most gentle shaking of the earth, only just strong enough to shake the leaves of some room plants, but noticeable. No damage is caused this time. At least not by the earthquake.
Because shortly after, a wave rolls towards the coastline of Mossgate. And not just any wave. It's a small tsunami wave, measuring about 1 metre at the top when it hits the shore and pressing up into the mouth of the river to reach a maximum height of 1.3m before it ebbs away.
The damage this time is substantial. Cars have been flushed into others, storefronts are shattered, the ground floors or many houses flooded and gardens torn apart. Some of the boats from the harbour sit somewhere inside the town now, and a ferry has crashed into the harbour office. By virtue of the very early hour and massive luck, there are barely any casualties - no more than one would expect from a major storm or flooding.
But Mossgate and Tarwich are in shock, and the descending media certainly don't help.
And every single Numbered in the echo boundary has received a plot echo, granted about a few minutes before the wave hit the shore.
lucky is relative; look at Conan/Shinichi's life!
Though Sadie never did clarify if the glow of magic had been her's or the river's own.
"She also took footage - I could ask Sadie to share it again."
Just not necessarily in a mode Walter could access - e.g., online.
"Is it safe to move and scope things out, or is it better if I stay put?"
he wants to keep his blissful ignorant envy
"Right, right, the whole... video they showed."
No need right this moment, when the mix of flood and early morning hours has him distracted a dozen different ways. Perhaps later.
"I don't know, honest," he says, apologetically. "If that was the only wave... There's some debris, watch yo- walk carefully, but it should start going back to sea, eventually. If there's another wave... I don't know where's safe."
He's a beacon of sunlight and optimism, this time of day. And here he's stuck being the eyes for Walter, who's even more prone to anxiety. They may need to call for help, or something.
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"Whatever we do, we should start blocking off the doorways. Keep the water channeled down the hallway. And if you're heading out in the hall, so am I."
He doesn't actually want to be trapped in his room - the guilt of inaction would make a wreck of him. Even when his own (literal) worldview's taken a hit, there's still too much going on.
"If not... we'd better be quick, all the same."