zestien - Destruction

[gezellig]

[A] - 1447 Mitchell Rd.

[Holland is slowly, slowly waking up amidst rubble.  Once he gets past the disorientation of not waking in bed, of not feeling rested and realizing he'd passed out . . . he's going to look for others.  Canada, he knew, was droned, and he feared the worst for her, unable to really defend herself.  He knew Hilda was much more reliable.

Once he's able to, he calls out, coughing in the thick, dirty air as he starts to look around.  There's no sign of his rabbit either, which leaves him unsettled.]

[B] - About town.

[He didn't care anymore.  Nothing had been this destructive in Mayfield that he'd ever seen, so he's looking for Lucas.  He didn't feel good about leaving Hilda, but he was also hoping to find some more supplies. What they had in the basement would be okay for a day or so.  Having Canada with him was comforting, at least.  They're both looking for anybody to help.

ooc:  If your character is in danger or just lost, feel free to flag one of them down.]

[C] Market

[By now, he's found himself at what remained of the Market - practically nothing.  He's still going to dig for supplies using one of the only things he was able to salvage from the garage - a broken shovel.  Somehow, his hammer survived as well, in tact.

He's even managed to find a few useful, yet battered looking cans.  And he will be keeping them.  Every so often, he'll ask Canada, who is nearby, how things are going.]

[ooc:  Options for B and C are going to be replied to by either Canada, Holland, or both depending on how we feel pfft.  Be prepared.]

Comments

A

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

[She'd been awake when it happened, woken by being back to herself instead of a drone. Instead of panicking, she starts to take inventory of things, looking for her bear, for her housemates. Hearing Holland, she makes her way towards him.]

Nederland! Where's Hilda?

[achromous]

[Hilda isn't that far off, in her Mayfield pajamas, digging through rubble with her bare hands. Her Pokeballs have to be somewhere in this mess, they have to be.]

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[Canada's voice. . . it definitely was her voice, and he knew it was her because she'd called him Nederland. He gets up immediately to find where she's coming from; he sits right on the rubble from relief.]

I haven't-

[Coughing more, ugh.]

Not yet, I don't know.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

And Kumarie! I don't know where she is, either! [Canada turns around where she is, looking over things, then swears under her breath as she looks back at him.]

Are you hurt?

C

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[The Captain was scavenging too.

He had a broken bottle in one hand as a crude weapon. He waved at Holland when he saw him.]

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

Hoi.

[It was comforting to know that The Captain, at least, was a safe person to be around.]

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Usually, but today The Captain was powerless.]

They took my powers again. I think we're in for something bad.

[He showed the broken bottle, a pitiful weapon but it'd do for some things.]

You know I saw a movie like this once.

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

I lived through something like this once.

[World War II in particular. . .he hands The Captain a badly dented can of peaches.]

B

[undying-heroism.livejournal.com]

[He honestly couldn't believe this had happened. It was a thing of nightmares, seriously. And he needed someone to just. . confirm with him that it was true.

And so, when he saw them passing by, he'd call out to them as he approached them.]

H-hey. . !

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

[Canada's the first to stop and turn towards the voice. It's only a moment then before she breaks off at a quick run towards America. He may not be her sister, but he is still her neighbour and still, as far as she's concerned, the closest family she's got.]

America! [Unless he gives her a very good reason to stop, she'll be hugging him tightly now.]

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[He'll watch her run off just to make sure she's okay, and when he sees America he's a little relieved it isn't somebody worse. And anyway, wasn't he almost family for her? He'll follow over, walking and looking for things as he moves.]

[undying-heroism.livejournal.com]

[He didn't have a reason to, no, and in fact he looks quite relieved to get one. He always needed to cling to something when he was scared after all.

Not that he was scared.

At least until he figured out what was going on which he intended to find out as soon as possible.]

Hey. . . so . . .all this [gestures towards the complete barren WASTELAND all around] you see it too, right? It's not just all in my head?

C;

[encored]

[scavenging for supplies was high on Charles's list of things to do as well, and he heads there after uprooting the twisted bottom half of a stop sign to use as a makeshift weapon. he's examining a cracked jar of peaches when he spots Netherlands and another from across the rubble.]

Ah, long time no see. [surprisingly, much of the usual taunting tone is absent.]

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[Well. He can deal with that, but that doesn't mean he's going to just give in. You're not cute, Charles.]

I guess it's a good thing.

[encored]

[as it should be! great warriors oughtn't be considered cute. he straightens, unscrewing the peach lid to absently poke around inside for glass bits.]

For the both of us, I'd imagine.

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[He fishes another can out of the rubble.]

. . . you've been here awhile, right. . .

B.

[koyo]

Hey, is anyone out there? ( ( Spain is yelling into the chaos, trying to find someone. Up ahead, he sees a familiar shadow (or two) and runs towards them, reaching out to catch their attention, ) ) Hey, wait, a minute! Hey, it's me--!

yay

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[No way that Holland could forget that voice; he turns around, watching Spain rush up to them.]

You survived.

[It's more of an observation than anything.]

/sneaks in too

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Spain! You're okay! Have you seen anyone else?

B

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Perhaps not surprisingly, Lucas is taking the same path. In the opposite direction. He'd assured his family that he'd be right back when he'd taken off running along the ruined roads.

Despite the wreckage, he looks more or less unharmed. The nice pajamas he'd gotten from the UFO are torn, but that's from overexertion more than anything.]

Mr. Netherlands! Miss Canada!

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[Yes. He'll turn around fast, so pleased to hear that voice. He almost gives a smile.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas has no qualms about bounding straight into a hug.]

...I'm glad you're alright.

c

[kleinefurstin.livejournal.com]

[She's been wandering around, trying to figure out how the next few days--or even just hours--are going to go.

It's good to see someone she recognizes, at least] Have you been able to find anything?

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

Liechte?

. . . mostly burned junk.

[kleinefurstin.livejournal.com]

I see.

[ there's not much else to be said about that.] Do you know what happened?