riverviewlogs | everything's on fire

who: Everyone!
what: The residential building is on fire
when: ~2am, August 23rd
where: The Residential building
warnings: Fire, destruction of property, injury, general warnings for crisis situations

It's a reasonably quiet night, pleasantly dry with a slight breeze. Almost nice, for those that enjoy the hours after midnight long before dawn starts to creep on the horizon. Right until it isn't, when the air changes, and there's the scent of heat that promises smoke. In most places it starts with a flash of blue light that arcs from floor to floor as energy pulses through the building, and there's a crack of sound that follows. The power dies for a moment, and if you're one of the unlucky ones, the light that follows is a literal spark in the dark, burning to life in bright orange-red, yielding heat and smoke and trouble. The energy surge doesn't just hit the lights, but sparked flames that burst to life, and they catch quickly, spreading.

The worst of it starts on the ninth floor, where the smoke and the beginning of heat starts moments before the surge. The fire spreads faster there, people starting to startle awake and realize what's happening as the flames crackle. Eventually there's an announcement on the Network, both alerting people to what's happening and trying to organize both those that are willing to help and those that need it.

Some areas are untouched, while others are ravaged badly, reduced to ashes and crumbling ceilings, so watch your step. There's chaos, but through it there's people doing what they can to help each other, and the official fire services show up to help control the blaze. After that, it's just a matter of repairing the damage that's been done, rebuilding and putting things back together, seeing what's been lost and what was saved.

Even later, people start putting the pieces together, and there's the official investigation into what might have caused a fire like that in the first place.

[ooc: As promised, the residential building is on fire! OOC plotting post is here if anyone wants to work out some last minute plans before diving in. Plotting post also includes the relevant details. Elsewise, just top level and mingle. Try not to get burned too badly. :) Good luck!]

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"Huh... that's sorta weird," before living here for six months that would have warranted a 'very weird' or an 'extremely weird' but armor cleaning itself like this was... curious, but not really vlog entry worthy. It was neat though. Of course, if Lola wasn't actively bleeding energy healing people she might have enough thoughts to figure out that something had to be doing it. And if she were smarter, she'd realize like all things energy has to be expended to do things.

But none of that is her.

"Wasn't your leg hurt? You probably shouldn't be putting weight on it."

Keith had twisted himself around a bit to try and get a look at the back, actually now putting most of his weight on his left leg to do so, apparently unaware he was doing it until Lola pointed it out. He straightened up, looking back at her in surprise.

"Huh? Oh. Yeah, I uh..." He looked down, kind of confused. "It doesn't really hurt anymore, though..." He carefully flexed his ankle. Nope... that actually didn't feel bad at all... a little stiff, but otherwise fine? Okay... that was weird. "I definitely know that I can't do that."

And, well, now that he thought about it? None of this even started happening until they had noticed each other. And, also? Now that he thought about it? He was feeling some sort of weird thing in his mind... like a connection... that felt almost like Red, but not.

He narrowed his eyes, staring at Lola in confusion.

"Is that coming from you?"

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That idea startled her, because... she wasn't anything special. Her world didn't have magic powers (unless 'starbucks baristas get your name right' counts), or space lions, or anything else special about it. Well, it had Kimye which was pretty astounding, but that was it! She didn't do anything special except be extra cute and friendly. Skills occasionally missing here.

"What, no, I'm totally normal! I don't do anything like that," of course, she awkwardly ran a hand through her hair and that turned every strand she touched green. Completely undermining her point.

She didn't realize that though, so she's sure she's normal still.

"Says the girl with the color changing hair," he quipped, quirking an eyebrow at her. "It's okay. If you had something else done to add healing, too, that's fine. Actually, it's kind of cool." Keith knew he had sort of cast some shade on her choice to change her hair like that, However, he didn't want her to feel bad about it. It had been her choice. He wouldn't have done the same thing, but he didn't think badly of her for trying it.

"But I haven't had anything else done."

Admittedly clothes cleaning powers would be the sort of thing she'd just... get. But she didn't, she hasn't gotten anything else new. So it can't be her doing this, right? "You really think I'm doing this?

Keith looked surprised.

"You haven't?" Okay, that was unexpected. He frowned a bit. "It didn't start until we met up. And I know I can't do something like that. If I could, it would have started right away up in the building, I'd think. Right?"

He was definitely picking up on some worry vibes here, but that could be anything, really. And, yeah, he could kind of pick up on things, but he'd never picked up on another person's feelings before. He was a little nervous to ask... worried that she might freak out or something.

"Maybe someone else did it, someone from inside the building or from the camp out here." Because the idea she could do something that useful was preposterous. She was fun, she could cook, but that was it. End to her value was what she could manage with being friendly, charming, and cute.

And with Lola's worry kinda collapsing in on herself, the link breaks. Her focus has been stretched too far and she's back to thinking about herself too much. No more cleaning, no more healing for the moment. Not until she focuses again.

"Maybe..." But then that feeling was gone. It got Keith's attention that it was gone, and he frowned suddenly, looking around. "I don't see anyone else watching us, though." She looked worried, though, so he backed off a little.

"Hey, it's okay. I mean, regardless of what happened, it doesn't seem like it was a bad thing, right?" There were worse things that someone could be doing to him from afar, after all. He looked over himself again. For the most part, he felt fine again. And, while his armor hadn't really been damaged, a lot of the scuffs and soot marks were gone. So, whatever it was had done a pretty decent job. He wasn't going to tell them to take it back.

"Looks like it stopped for now, though..." He was curious about that weird feeling, though, but didn't know how to go looking for it to figure it out. Keith had been teased before about admitting to feeling strange things. He was wary to do that so openly now.

"It'd be cool if I could do something, but that's not really who I am. I'm just... you know, normal." Man, helping and being more useful. Being able to go outside of the wall. All sorts of stuff and things that are scary, sure, but really matter.

Not really Lola though, not a hero, not a fighter, just... herself. And it was fine, she cooked, that made people happy. She was cute, and fun, and she could manage to get even sour broody boys be a bit more enjoyable company. She had friends, and people that cared about her. She couldn't complain. "Well, I mean, it did some good, whatever it was. So it isn't a big deal it wasn't me."

"Yeah..." It was still weird, and Keith really did want to know who because that was a really useful power to have, but he nodded all the same. "Just make sure to take care of yourself, too, okay?" Lola had mentioned she was tired before. He didn't want her running herself ragged. That would just be bad.

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