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saveourearth2019-02-24 04:24 pm
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Thanks, Sadie [Mingle]
Date: 24th of February
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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.
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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.
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Only once Ben starts breathing with a more normalised cadence does Raquel release Ben from the hug and guides him into the seat next to where Sadie has settled. Sadie turns to him and grabs Ben's hand, giving him a somewhat shaky but a lot brighter than it was this morning.
"There's more to this isn't there?" Christopher asks the two teens, "You mentioned a connection to another person, Ben, it's a little more than what you've shown us so far isn't it?"
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His palm is wet as it moves from his eyes nearly a minute later, and a slow, shaky exhale marks the start of calm breathing. Swiping over his eyes more gently, he murmurs another apology as she releases him and guides him to the seat next to Sadie. He sinks into the seat close to her side, and gladly gives her his dry hand to hold hers in turn. A trace of a smile answers her own, feeling a little dazed.
Mind drawn back into focus by the questions, he clears his throat softly once then nods as he starts to answer, “Yes. The Numbers have two functions that we know of so far. Tying us to an individual that influences us personally, and allowing us access to a hidden Network. Think something like a forum that only we can see or hear. Expression of our individual Number, writing it for example, connects us to this Network. Everyone with a Number uses it to share information and converse, which is how we’ve identified one another safely. I’ve tested the conversations on the Network for consistency, so it does not fluctuate over time when we review older entries despite it seeming to exist as a shared mental construct.”
Allowing for questions about the Network, he returns to the other function, “As for how the Numbers effect us personally, they do change more than merely our appearance. Physical items have appeared out of thin air for instance, or we remember something that did not happen to us as if we lived it. What we are capable of can change as well... For myself, I’m far stronger physically speaking than I should be, and much more mechanically skilled. I’ve studied electronics, but I had never worked on a motor vehicle of any kind before I built my motorcycle. I didn’t even need to look at a blueprint before I planned it and built it from parts out of the junkyard.”
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"I got a journal and a large ruby out of it, I can show them to you later...I can also do this..." Concentrating, Sadie holds out a hand above which there is a small crackle of flame which she then extinguishes, "It all goes away when we leave Mossgate-not that I'm leaving! I want to stay in Mossgate!" Sadie tells her parents, some of her stubbornness rearing its head. It should be clear to her parents that if they tried to get her to leave then she'd come right back again.
"Is everyone affected by this the same age as you?" Raquel asks, concerned about the potential fallout if this was only happening to a certain age range.
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Silent as Sadie demonstrates her magic and broaches the matter of the boundary, Benjiro looks down towards the floor as he delves more into that particular aspect, “If we leave Mossgate, we lose our memories that are influenced by having a Number. So the more we change, the more moments that get blocked. Sadie and I have been travelling out to London regularly to provide ourselves with updates on the situation here.” Hand squeezing a little tighter to her hand, Benjiro looks to Sadie, “It’s inconvenient at best, but we’ve managed. It is far more important we figure out what is happening and why.” Before this gets worse...
Asked about ages, Benjiro looks to Raquel with obvious discomfort, “No. The oldest person involved is in his 70s if I recall correctly, and the youngest is only about 10 years old.” A pause of hesitation, then he reveals the next layer of confusion, “And humans are not the only ones that can be Numbered. There is a dog that has a Number and talks to others through the Network.”
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"So we've got changes, and magic and...a talking dog," Even with the display of magic Christopher's voice is incredulous at the idea of a talking dog, "And only within Mossgate?" Sadie nods to confirm her father's words, "This is quite the situation..."
"Umm," Sadie pipes up, "One of the other Numbered, Dr Tilly, offered her phone number if you wanted to speak to her about it, both her and her daughter are Numbered and she offered to speak to the both of you if you had any questions..."
"Your Mum and I will give her a call and take her up on that offer. We love you, Sadie, and we'll do what we can to help you too, Ben. I take it that your aunts don't know about all this?"
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Head bowed gratefully forward as their intention to give him support is reinforced, he looks back up again at the question regarding his great aunts. Frowning, Benjiro shifts uncomfortably as he shakes his head, “No. I don’t what them to know yet.” A pause of hesitation follows, but he provides the rationale behind his indirect request, “If I were to tell them, that would place them in a difficult position. They are not my guardians, and may feel obligated to notify my parents. As I’m not yet an adult legally, my parents could, and certainly would, force me to return to Japan. Whether they were told outright or simply suspect something out of the ordinary is happening.” Benjiro looks over to Sadie and continues, “And we’ve finally started to find clues about everything. I don’t want to abandon anyone.”
Especially not her.
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Sadie is just relieved that her parents seem to be taking this well, far better than she could have ever hoped. At least for now, she'll wait a few days before speaking to them again about things in a bit more detail and how she's been affected by it all specifically.
"Mum, do you mind if Ben and I head out after lunch, we were thinking of helping the people in town?"
It's a bit of a relief when Raquel nods, getting out and about would let everyone have the space they need to process in peace and quiet
*relieves
Then Sadie is asking about going out after lunch, and he is further reassured that she would be allowed to lend aide in the disaster. It would alleviate some of the guilt to do something about it.
“I might go out after breakfast. I can help with the heavy lifting.” Not only would that give him more opportunity to alleviate damages, but he can give Sadie some quiet time with her family without them needing to feel obligated to include him. That hug before might have lasted much longer had he not been standing in the kitchen as well. “And speaking of breakfast, I’d be happy to finish the cooking,” he adds in an offer to take over the effort that requires attention.
Everything they revealed is quite the intense distraction.
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Sadie nods, going to give her Dad another hug and then hugging her Mum too, "We'll search through my cupboard to see if we can find any other hats, alright sweetie?" Sadie sniffs and nods, "Thank you, Mum."
Sadie takes Ben's hand and pulls him into the lounge, settling onto the sofa there she wraps her arms around Ben and just rests her face against his neck.
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Waiting as Sadie hugs each of her parents, Benjiro bows to the Moore family when Sadie takes his hand, and he follows her to the couch. Settling down gently, he opens his arms and wraps them around Sadie to pull her in close. With her head coming to rest at his neck, he gently kisses her hair before he lays his cheek to the top of her head.
Voice lowered to a whisper he reflects on the discussion, “You have a very good family, Sadie.”
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"They are, and I'm so thankful you came with me. I don't think I'd have been brave enough to do it by myself."
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“You are braver than you know…but this was important, and I will always be here for you.”
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Together they can listen to the sounds of cooking in the kitchen, and soak in the relief. The only thing that has changed is that her parents can now support Sadie all the more as she faces the challenges her Number brings.