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riverviewlogs2018-04-01 09:34 pm
shoplifter) wrote in riverviewlogs2018-04-01 09:34 pm
I almost drowned (and all I got was this stupid shirt) Part Open, Part Closed!
who: Laura, Stephen, Loki, and any visitors to Option B.
what: The flooding from here.
when: End of March
where: The rushin' waters outside the city, and also the hospital.
warnings: A near-drowning of a child. Maybe flashbacks or heavier material about the hospital, if it reaches that kind of point.
End of March — The Floods.
OPTION A. | Closed to Stephen and Loki
[The flooding's gotten much worse. And with the flooding comes terrible creatures outside the wall, ones she hasn't had the pleasure of running into — giant crocodiles, things with curling, wriggling tentacles, and all manner of fish and bug and frog. She has elected to at the very least kill them before they can get into the city somehow, or scare them away if it's possible. The waters are getting worse, the creatures are more plentiful, and... maybe she is getting stuck in the crossfire more than she'd like to admit.
She leaps from tree to tree as best she can, and scales along the sides of quivering buildings.
Maybe she can just hang out in the — oh, it's raining. This is just great.
How can this get any worse?]
OPTION B. | Hospital | Open to All
[Laura nearly drowns, basically. It's a good thing Stephen and Loki had been around to fish her out. And for the next day or two, Laura lays in a hospital bed looking surprisingly okay for someone who doesn't want to wake up yet; not a scratch on her, because that's just how she works. Maybe it was the rock her head hit during her rather dramatic fall into the pulsing waters below.
But eventually, she does wake up. And it, unlike the fall, is not dramatic at all.
She opens her eyes and stares at the ceiling, knowing exactly where she is. For some reason, though... the fear and panic is abated. Stephen and Beverly work here. The hospital is not bad — it's... not. And though her arms get pimpled at the memory of the sterile world she'd come from, she does not jump up or move to flee. Instead, she says, to the ceiling and whoever may be close by:]
... I am hungry.
[Nailed it.
She can be found hanging out in her room, nurses anxiously peering in (they haven't forgot her last rage, alright?). She's going to try her best to be good for any doctors or nurses this time. And hell, despite being nearly eaten by monsters and almost drowning, she looks 100% healthy.
Also, she may be half-way climbing out a window at some point, when you visit.
........... Oops?]
what: The flooding from here.
when: End of March
where: The rushin' waters outside the city, and also the hospital.
warnings: A near-drowning of a child. Maybe flashbacks or heavier material about the hospital, if it reaches that kind of point.
End of March — The Floods.
OPTION A. | Closed to Stephen and Loki
[The flooding's gotten much worse. And with the flooding comes terrible creatures outside the wall, ones she hasn't had the pleasure of running into — giant crocodiles, things with curling, wriggling tentacles, and all manner of fish and bug and frog. She has elected to at the very least kill them before they can get into the city somehow, or scare them away if it's possible. The waters are getting worse, the creatures are more plentiful, and... maybe she is getting stuck in the crossfire more than she'd like to admit.
She leaps from tree to tree as best she can, and scales along the sides of quivering buildings.
Maybe she can just hang out in the — oh, it's raining. This is just great.
How can this get any worse?]
OPTION B. | Hospital | Open to All
[Laura nearly drowns, basically. It's a good thing Stephen and Loki had been around to fish her out. And for the next day or two, Laura lays in a hospital bed looking surprisingly okay for someone who doesn't want to wake up yet; not a scratch on her, because that's just how she works. Maybe it was the rock her head hit during her rather dramatic fall into the pulsing waters below.
But eventually, she does wake up. And it, unlike the fall, is not dramatic at all.
She opens her eyes and stares at the ceiling, knowing exactly where she is. For some reason, though... the fear and panic is abated. Stephen and Beverly work here. The hospital is not bad — it's... not. And though her arms get pimpled at the memory of the sterile world she'd come from, she does not jump up or move to flee. Instead, she says, to the ceiling and whoever may be close by:]
... I am hungry.
[Nailed it.
She can be found hanging out in her room, nurses anxiously peering in (they haven't forgot her last rage, alright?). She's going to try her best to be good for any doctors or nurses this time. And hell, despite being nearly eaten by monsters and almost drowning, she looks 100% healthy.
Also, she may be half-way climbing out a window at some point, when you visit.
........... Oops?]
option A(HHHHHHHH)
He's been getting soaked through what feels like days by this point but it's worth it if it means he's making some kind of difference. He firmly believes that. Even as he spots a very familiar figure scaling the wall of a building in one of the more flooded parts of the city. Or he thinks it is. He flies over only to shout out: ]
Laura! What the hell are you doing out here?!
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Still, she thought he'd figure why she'd be out here.]
Making sure nothing gets in!
[Obviously!!
She gives him her full attention, and her scent-scoping is dampered by the waters, as is her usually keen hearing. So it's probably why she's not noticing the strange, gnarled fin swimming somehow against the current of the waters; it surely takes a lot of power for whatever that is...]
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You're two feet tall, at best! These things are in water well over your head, get your ass back!
[ He reaches up to wipe the water from his eyes only to spot the fin second before it's in range of Laura-- ]
Laura! Move!
[ Yellow energy shoots into his hands. ]
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But then its jaws clamp down, catching her leg up to the calf, and she's unceremoniously catapulted with it back into the waters. From there it's a surge of blurry vision, of no air, leg bleeding and burning and screaming to be released. She is quick to fight back, plunging her claws into its eye and making it silently scream in the current. Her leg is freed. She kicks, trying to be upright in the rushing flood—
Then the back of her head slams against something hard and unforgiving, and everything goes black.
All the while, an angry one-eyed beast is circling back for its swiftly drifting meal (and newfound foe).]