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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[Given that she only knows a few kids here and one of them is a girl and the other is British, it doesn't take much to guess who he probably is. But she smiles kindly and takes his hand, giving it a little squeeze.]

You don't have to say if you don't want to. I'm just happy you were there.

It's my job.

[ Well. Job is a strong word, but that's the creed the Kents live by. Good people get involved. ]

[She nods. As a doctor, she more than understands that impulse.]

And I am sorry I panicked a little on you there. I ah... Am not very good with heights.

[ Jon shakes his head. ]

It's fine. It happens a lot.

[ He assumes. Jon knows his father has had his share of scared people in his arms. ]

[Her eyebrows go up as she takes another sip of water.]

How many times have you flown people?

. . . Once?

But I've carried people a lot. I've never dropped anyone.

Oh I don't doubt that!

I never realized how strong you were, before.

I'm way stronger than an average human being. Probably like ten people? We've never measured it.

[ He carefully leaves out the part about being an alien. As cool as that would be to share, Jon should hold off on some truths. ]

[Except a human with super strength concerns her much more than an alien. Human's of her world are too fearful of signs of genetic engineering.]

We?

Oh. Well . . . uh. My dad and me.

Does he...can he do what you do too?

[ Jon shifts on his feet before speaking. ]

Better. My dad and I . . . we're the last of our kind. So we gotta keep it a secret.

[Oh. Her expression softens.]

I promise, I won't say a word. Is...your dad here?

No. He went home a few weeks ago.

I'm sorry.

My son is at home too.

It's fine. My dad's work is important.

[ Not that Jon isn't, but he gets it. He can put it into perspective. ]

It's still hard, being away from family.

I've . . . never been away before.

[ Even in Riverview, he had his father. Now he was alone. ]

(Oh, sweetie. Gently, she rests a hand on his cheek.)

It's okay if you miss him, or you feel sad or lonely. Or even angry, that's okay too. But you're not alone, I promise.

I guess. I mean, I did that already. I don't want to keep being sad.

[ It's too taxing on someone like Jon who has always been upbeat and spry. He's rarely let the worst bring him down. ]

No.

[Her smile is soft.]

I don't want to either. But sometimes it hits me when I least expect anyway.

Is that normal?

[ He has no clue. ]

It's completely normal. And sometimes your emotions mix all together. Like how I miss my son and wish he was here but I am also really glad I you're here with me now and that I got to meet you.

[ Jon absorbs this thoughtfully. He's never given much thought to his feelings. He's always been level-headed as a child, if not overwhelmingly positive. ]

I'm not . . . unhappy to be here. I got to make friends and meet lots of people.

Good. I'm sure your dad would be happy to know that.

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