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Save Our Earth Mods ([personal profile] ourearth) wrote in [community profile] saveourearth2018-09-22 09:21 am

Grandma's less pleasant memorabilia [mingle]

Date: 24-27th of September
Characters: Everyone!


A few weeks ago, they started building at the very end of the High Street. They're tearing down one of those ugly houses that were built after the war to replace all the buildings that had been destroyed in air raids, which Mossgate, being a coastal town with a significant harbour at the time, saw a lot of.

It's not an exciting rebuild in itself - Premier Inn is building a hotel to have a foot in Mossgate's reviving tourist industry. It is, however, kind of exciting to see new buildings, as there hasn't be much building activity on the High Street since the recession hit.

Or, well, it certainly causes some excitement. Because one of the typical hazards of building foundations in this area strikes: You tend to either hit Roman ruins, in which case you need to let the archaeologists have a go at it before you can continue - highly annoying for the builder. Or you hit a WW2 bomb, which needs to be defused and removed before you can continue - highly annoying for everyone who lives, works or shops nearby.

In other words, around 11am of the 24th, anyone within a certain distance of the bomb will be evacuated indeterminately while the experts come in and have a look at the bomb. So far, so annoying. The constables say that it shouldn't last longer than two days.

Due to the location and size of the bomb, the area of evacuation includes shops, a part of residential suburban Mossgate, a school, a senior residence and the town museum.

People who live nearby have to evacuate their houses and either stay with friends or relatives or bunk up in a hotel or emergency shelter in one of the local school's gyms.

Shops have to shut down and leave their goods in the hands of their security systems and the local police force.

A call for volunteers goes out to help evacuate the residents of the senior residence, as there isn't enough staff to evacuate all of them quickly enough.

Bus lines get rerouted.

Constables are pulled in from other locations and volunteers activated to send people away from the dangerous area, and tape goes up. Interested Bystanders [tm] gather and have to be argued with to make way for evacuees and professionals. Some local press gathers. Car drivers who just need to go through real quick, there's no reason to be like that Constable, don't you know who I am need to be sent away.

The excitement dies down some on the following days, though the evacuation lasts.

On the 25th, the Super announces that according to the experts the bomb should be in a state to defuse it and take it away safely.

On the morning of the 26th, a second announcement follows: No, it seems that the fuse and the bomb is too corroded to be defused, and that a controlled explosion will have to be undertaken.

Straw and other materials are brought in to pad the bomb and thus protect the neighbourhood from the detonation, other precautions are taken and preparations made, and on the 27th a controlled detonation removes the danger. But as detonated explosions go, they are still explosions, and the shock wave damages a wall of the next house, which holds McDonalds, while some of the straw catches on fire and is taken up by the sea breeze to set a roof two houses over on fire, which is the town museum. The fire department is present and quickly takes care of it, but the damage is still done.

After that, everyone is allowed to return to their houses, schools, shops, and so on.
iamnotgod: A man, smiling and holding a book. (When He Smiles.)

[personal profile] iamnotgod 2018-10-09 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Walter holds up his hands placatingly.

"Not on my to-do list, I promise."

A deliberate pause.

"Not unless you wanted a partner for that."
channingchanningchanning: (pomeranian: better than you)

[personal profile] channingchanningchanning 2018-10-09 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"..:Was he?" There is some surprise in the man's voice, but then he smiles a bit, tired as it is. "He does try to be helpful in his own way at times.

Thank you." The man takes the child - who really doesn't resemble him, nor do any of the children in the car - and starts strapping it into a booster seat. "I really wish at least one of their parents had come out to help..." He also wishes their parents weren't too horny around each other to use contraceptives effectively, but that's an entirely different story.
channingchanningchanning: (pomeranian: best dog)

[personal profile] channingchanningchanning 2018-10-09 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
For the moment, it doesn't look like he can.

Because he isn't big enough for it, and he's not stupid enough to use his superior intelligence and push around things or jump from furniture to be able to use doorhandles.

At the moment, he's just nosing around and probably vanishing in the closest low space.
runs: (considering all that)

[personal profile] runs 2018-10-10 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Do you have someone that you could stay with during break and such? There's a kid in my class who always sits in the library during break and I think it's something like that.

He's not napping, anyway." Which is why she would be in the library. They have a quite comfy couch.
scarsolderthanyou: (curious)

[personal profile] scarsolderthanyou 2018-10-10 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
One of their parents. Sam hadn't been going to judge appearances, but that does make him curious. "Didn't realize there was a day care so close," Sam prods gently, ruffling the dog's ears, since he still has Chad under his arm. Seems safer than letting him run around wild.
scarsolderthanyou: (amused)

[personal profile] scarsolderthanyou 2018-10-10 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"The thought of trying to keep you from giving us away by tripping on something or talking too loudly makes me tired just thinking about it," Sam says with a snort. He is not, it may be noted, denying that he might investigate himself if it seems necessary.
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-10-10 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Sadie nods with a shrug. "Mum and Dad trust me to be sensible. I just... haven't felt like going home yet." She frowns sadly at the folder in her hand.

Russell is a good adult but not adult egg, showing concern for her wellbeing.
iamnotgod: Black and white picture of a man looking up and off to the right. (What Even Is This?)

[personal profile] iamnotgod 2018-10-11 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't trip easily," Walter says in mock protest.

And he does notice that lack of denial.

"Though I suspect most of us are curious... Be terrible if we worked at cross purposes."

Then he frowns.

"Or got each other landed in trouble by congregating here all at once, either."
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-10-11 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
Kitty does kind of have a point and so Sadie gives her a shrug and a smile, "Engineers are a mysterious group, who knows what they were thinking."

The smile turns into a grin at that, "That shouting bloke certainly livens things up whenever he logs in, and it's kind of cool to have a way to talk to people that can't be read by anyone else, especially during class."

Amber paws at Sadie's arm and she reaches down to scratch at the cat's ears in response." So what has changed for you? I got my eyes changed by the Aurora."
warped_replica: Temp sketch icon (Human: Relief)

[personal profile] warped_replica 2018-10-11 09:38 am (UTC)(link)
Naturally, Sadie sitting so close only encourages him to lean as the mattress bows to center between them, and of course, simply because he can feel her so tantalizingly near. Hand given a squeeze back, he shuffles his grasp on her hand to intertwine their fingers as she closes the distance between them. Unable to comfortably twist through his torso, he does turn his head fully to the side with a tilt to aid in accommodating the position for a kiss. His eyes close as his breath slips at that touch of her warm lips, and the contact between them sends a pleasant shiver through his nerves. Noses brushing as they do part, he tucks his chin down to tilt his head in close to her instead.

Smile etched into his expression, he listens to her answer, and inwardly cringes at her report. With an apologetic edge, he speaks with voice quieted for being so near, "Chris was probably thrilled to have you as his partner to pick up his slack...but I'm not entirely certain why he even decided to take the class."

After a moment, he gives her hand a soft squeeze again as he asks, "I know I wasn't there Friday either but...no one's bothered you, have they? Over what happened?" He has worried about the repercussions she might be facing given their status as a couple.
warped_replica: Temporary sketch mode until I can make better icons (Human: Happy)

[personal profile] warped_replica 2018-10-11 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Her suggestion stirs a smile from him, appreciating such a wise strategy, “That’s a good idea, though I hope that boy is just studying... Yeah, I have friends I can stay with, and well, my girlfriend too.” He hasn’t been her boyfriend long at all, and there’s a note of shy delight when he states the relationship with Sadie.

Laying on his side makes conversation a little awkward, and now fully awake, he turns to the task of sitting upright. Pushing through his hand against the mattress to raise his shoulders with his back held stiff, he adds a push with his lower elbow to get partway up, then extends that same elbow to move higher. Nearly there, he has to use his trunk muscles to finish the transition, and holds his breath as he does so. Allowing himself to slouch uncharacteristically, he takes a few deeper breaths to improve the pallor of his skin around the bruises.
scarsolderthanyou: (patience)

[personal profile] scarsolderthanyou 2018-10-11 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"You don't have my nose." Sam taps the side of his as if this means something. "You'd get caught pretty quickly, but I'll smell anyone coming. Which is why I'm going to be walking the edges looking for troublemakers."
iamnotgod: A man staring slightly off-center, looking serious. (Let Me Explain You A Thing)

[personal profile] iamnotgod 2018-10-11 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"And how fast would you be able to get out of there?" Walter asks in turn.

A subtle side-glance indicates they're not quite getting anyone's attention just standing around talking, but even so...

"Granted if you had a long enough grace period that might not matter, but what if someone who is on security catches on and has questions?"
spaghettimonster: (SOMEBODY HAS TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY)

[personal profile] spaghettimonster 2018-10-12 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
Barking does nothing to halt the inevitable turning of the wheel of time - or the leashing of the leash.

Finally it comes taut enough that Russell risks crouching down to gather Chad into his arms, keeping his face back in case of nippy unhappiness.

"Shh, shh, it's okay, it'll be okay, it's just for a few days! You'll hardly notice when it's over with," he keeps up a rambling encouragement as he gathers the dog.
runs: (what the heck)

[personal profile] runs 2018-10-13 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
"It would not, in fact." The harried man glares at Walter. "It only covers volunteers, and volunteers need to be of an age where they can be left without supervision."

"He is being mean!" Kitty points at the man who just spoke. "He won't let me help!"
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-10-13 01:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Sadie frowns down at her phone, "Maybe it's like the way a dog smells, where you smell each seperate component and that's why the smell's changed?" She ponders out loud before glancing back up and giving the area a sweep.

"Maybe we could find another World War Two bomb somewhere for you to sniff?" She semi-jokes.
iamnotgod: A man staring up and off to the right. (And He Asks Why.)

[personal profile] iamnotgod 2018-10-13 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Walter just nods, not letting the man's tone get to him.

That said, he's not just here to take Kitty's side.

"And what is it you want to help with, exactly? Or rather, how?"

His assumption is that there has to be a middle ground, somehow...
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-10-13 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Sadie has always been a person who craves physically affection from those she knows, and she knows that Ben wasn't like that. It was why she feels such delight by the fact that Ben seems to enjoy physical touch with her as much as he does. As such, she can't help but give him one more little peck as they settle back and he keeps his face near to hers.

"I heard Miss talking to one of the English teachers, you know the one who always wears corduroy? And apparently he's in Chemistry because it was the only class not full for that part of his timetable. But you didn't hear that from me." She gossips before she starts rubbing her thumb over the back of Ben's hand at his concern.

" Noone would dare say anything around Professor Petty, and James spent nearly all day playing guard dog so I was fine." She wasn't going to mention the confrontation outside of Chemistry, the boy wouldn't be bothering her again, not if he wanted his ego to remain intact.

"How'd it go with your parents?" She asks tentatively
warped_replica: Temp sketch icon (Human: Nervous)

[personal profile] warped_replica 2018-10-14 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
That extra little kiss punctuates the reunion nicely as he sinks subtly towards her warmth to talk with her. Benjiro has always lacked confidence in initiating physical contact with his loved ones when so averse to the touch of a stranger. Yet Sadie has slowly drawn him out of his shell when it comes to touch shared with her, and he savors each moment they are closer. He trusts her completely.

He huffs softly at the gossip, “That would make sense.” His exclusion lasts four more days, and it cannot end soon enough.

Her thumb rubbing at his hand is soothing as Benjiro listens to her address his worry. There is no sense of surprise regarding Professor Petty, the man always having commanded a certain level of respect that now is likely heightened thanks to his Echo. The use of the word ‘fine’ is suspect in itself, but her twin remaining with her limits the serverity of potential difficulties that Sadie may have faced thanks to the whole mess. So, it’s sufficient. He sighs with obvious relief, closing his eyes briefly, “Good... I’ll have to tell James thank you later.”

Asked about his parents, he opens his eyes to look at her. A shadow of anxiety passes through his expression, mortified by the memory, “It uh...could have been worse. I talked with them as soon as my aunts got me settled on the couch Thursday once we got in from the school. They were furious, but they started calming down after about an hour.” A long hour of yelling and fussing mostly from his mother with Benjiro apologizing repeatedly. “Finally said I can stay so long as I don’t cause any more trouble and my grades stay up. Mostly because Aunt Agatha got impatient and took the tablet to make them talk to her... After that, they hung up and that was it.” His parents haven’t called since.

“My sister has been emailing me, and my great aunts have been really supportive. They said they were disappointed I hurt Blaize so badly, but when his parents showed up Saturday, Aunt Rosemary got upset and Aunt Agatha forced them to apologize.” It was really spectacular.
scarsolderthanyou: (amused)

[personal profile] scarsolderthanyou 2018-10-16 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then I say I thought I saw someone in here and I was coming to haul them out," Sam shrugs. "When you're old and confident and grouchy, people tend to believe you, and don't like to manhandle you anyway."
scarsolderthanyou: (skeptical)

[personal profile] scarsolderthanyou 2018-10-16 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ha ha. Either way, it's why I'm out here. Trying to get close enough to get an actual look at it. Funny that I haven't run into a lot of other people in here, official or otherwise, though."
iamnotgod: A man, sitting and possibly smiling. (Awkward Smile)

[personal profile] iamnotgod 2018-10-17 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, I suppose you still have that over me," Walter admits, not-quite-shrugging.

He glances sidewise to where he knows he can hear someone calling his name.

"I think we're still needed out here for now, though."
saveournpcs: (other)

[personal profile] saveournpcs 2018-10-17 10:36 am (UTC)(link)
There is, in fact, nobody around right now, but Sadie will hear a patrol walking towards them. It's coming from downwind from Stone, so he would catch the scent too late.

Luckily (?) there's a nearby opening in the fencing around the bomb that they could slip through, should they wish to do so. It's only really visible from up close - someone didn't properly push the fence back shut before locking it down.
saveournpcs: (Mr Evil)

Mystery NPC encounter 1

[personal profile] saveournpcs 2018-10-17 10:40 am (UTC)(link)
Late on the 25th, the pair of characters are walking down the high street, nearing the evacuation area where police tape announces that everyone must turn back, when they spot someone.

A bald man is standing on their side of the police tape and pondering the area behind. At times, he looks down at the tape, and then as the get closer he actually leans down and inspects it from up close.

Then he prods it with a finger, like someone would prod a thing they expect to blow up into their face.
Edited 2018-10-17 10:43 (UTC)
saveournpcs: (Mr Evil)

Mystery NPC encounter 2

[personal profile] saveournpcs 2018-10-17 10:43 am (UTC)(link)
During the night between the 25th and the 26th, the pair of characters is sneaking through the evacuation area, probably taking a shortcut, when they notice something. There is no patrol around, indeed there seems to be nobody anywhere in sight... but then there is a movement at the construction side, and a dark figure is sneaking out of the construction site that holds the bomb.

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