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| [No theatrics or flamboyant language today, just one tired vampire. He'd like to say he's only tired because he just woke up from one of those comas that aren't actually restful, but that's not the case.]
It's been about twelve days since Rinoa Heartilly left the city, I meant to say something but then, well, I wasn't available.
It's been nine days since Sola vanished as well. Considering the usual three-day rule, I suspect it isn't a temporary thing for either of them.
I still have access to Rinoa's apartment and much, if not all, of Sola's things are still here at the house. If either of them had something that belonged to someone else, let me know and I'll see if I can track it down.
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| [Ky isn't wearing his uniform -- the official police one, the only one he has -- because his boss had made it very clear that he thinks superheroes are absolutely an asset to their line of work, regardless of the rules and laws they flout, the procedures that they utterly fail to appreciate.]
It's all well and good to want to help people.
[That should be the appropriately conciliatory note to start on, right?]
But sometimes to blindly rush in without understanding the situation can provide a fair amount of harm that could have been easily avoided. For example, such actions can destroy evidence that could be used to convict, can endanger civilians by putting a glamour on the topic that shouldn't be there, and can lead to ridiculous amounts of property damage, just to get started.
[Ky looks set to go on for a while, consulting the papers in front of him, when something more interesting happens: some smoke comes billowing in from a room behind him.
Ky continues, for the moment oblivious, as the signs of fire grow.]
I'm sure the last thing people wants is for those guilty to go free, but you can't tell if the masked figure is supposed to be a friend or a foe, it endangers the appropriate party that ought to be responding, and it complicates the--
[Ky's cut off as someone drops heavily behind him after coming in from a window, tosses him over a shoulder, and jumps right back out that same window to land quite a ways farther down. The visual's blurred between the speed of descent and the wind, but what little isn't is the colour red. Ky's rescuer seems to be covered in it, though it's really just his coat and a few pieces of look like the most basic armour.
It also catches the first explosion. Flame reflects off shattered glass that come raining down to their left.
The man in red (and black, now that the device has stopped bouncing) walks a ways further so the fire's more visible and a safe distance away, twists around to set Ky down a little less than gently, and points the cop in the direction of it. He watches it lazily without sign of concern, gloved hand on Ky's head to make sure he doesn't look away.]
Better pay more attention t'yer surroundings, kid. Just 'cause yer hot doesn't mean yer fireproof.
[And with that quip and a smirk, the man's dashed forward and scaling back up the building--presumably to hunt around and make sure anyone else in harm's way gets out. The fire doesn't look like it's going out any time soon.]
[Ky stares flabbergasted after him for a moment, hand on his chest as if to check that his heart is still beating. Then he takes a breath, carefully turning away to make sure he doesn't inhale smoke.]
I'm sure some assistance would be appreciated, if anyone is free. Obviously any methods used shouldn't put even more people in danger, but beyond that this isn't the sort of situation that benefits from refusing help.
[And since Ky's a bit useless for this, useless for lots of things without his power, he'll be doing his best at coordinating things until the fire is out, and then he'll re-approach his philosophical points.]
[ooc: Red is Sol, blue is Ky. Feel free to catch either of them after the fire's out, or interact however makes sense while it's burning. (And please note which it is if your tag doesn't make it clear)] | |
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| [It's been quite some time since the Head Nurse has terrorized graced Vatheon with her presence. She's been hard at work figuring out just what they did to fix the coral, and she's found out some very interesting things.]
Good morning, Vatheonites! It has been quite some time, hasn't it? And you have been terribly busy. We have a couple things to address.
Firstly, it was quite an ingenious solution you thought up for the coral, I am impressed. Who was it that thought it up, hmm? If you come forward, we might let you have an up close look at our facilities. I know you've been itching to get a look at them for awhile now.
Secondly, it seems that the Head Priestess lost her life in the commotion of fixing the coral. It's really quite a shame, but we didn't get to her in time to bring her back, so I'm afraid she's gone permanently.
[She doesn't seem to think it's a shame at all. In fact, she's smiling wider than ever.]
I do hope we can prevent such a tragedy again. You've all been behaving yourselves so nicely and not creating extra work for us. It would be very... unfortunate if that were to change. - Tags:!npc - head nurse, davesprite, dirk strider, expatriate darkleer, johnny rayflo, kanaya maryam, leo valdez, lloyd irving, minako aino / sailor venus, pyunma (008), saber/arturia pendragon, tiir rumibul, yukio okumura
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