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[soul_mods]

Seems it's still needed. Don't mind us.

002 • video • january 22th • after the earthquake

[necrotizes]

[ The screen turns on as there is harsh laughter heard before the camera itself focuses. Gyobu lies on his side on the floor with his wheelchair turned over. His bandages slightly torn in the fall, having gotten caught on the arm of his mode of transportation. Yet the leper appears to be more than a little amused that this is his state. He crawls to try to right the wheelchair back up, but lacks the strength to do so.

Labored breath as he rests his body against it; perhaps, he would have far better luck if he was not just laughing to himself. He thought that it was hilarious. The misery that he is in now -- it continues to pile up until there would be none left for anyone. But he felt that he could easily spread a bit of the rage that he has boiling inside of him right now. Honestly, he would make sure of it, and that was what gave him the most joy. ]

[Video] January 22, during and just after the earthquake

[dead_black_eyes]

[L has settled into a routine: during the early morning hours until around noon, he's typically just outside the city limits, hanging out inside a huge rusted bell that's been turned on its side. With the elimination of Zone 2, much of the debris has been moved outside the city, and being a true creature of habit, L followed a familiar item when it had been relocated. While the old bell is a comfortable place for him to work on his notes, the debris-scattered resting place for some of Zone 2's old ruins is outside the city, and it's therefore not the safest place to be if the ground is going to start trembling.

Which it does. L doesn't have quite enough time to crawl outside of the bell before it shakes free of its new, shallow groove, gaining momentum and rolling toward the desert. It's a bumpy ride, and there are plenty of obstacles, but most of them barely slow the thick, heavy bell down. During a particularly rough bump in which the bell hits a pile of debris and skips right over it, thudding back to earth and continuing in its path, L's communicator turns on and joins him in tumbling around the inside of their rapidly spinning prison. L transforms into his Weapon form, since stainless steel will hold up a little better to the violent ride than flesh and bone.

Finally, the queasy, tumultuous rolling stops, but not before a few violent pitches manage to turn the bell from its side, effectively trapping its occupant underneath it. L changes back, with some scrapes and bruises but no major injuries.

Despite this good luck, something's wrong. The Earthquake was enough to send the bell rolling a good distance from what residents typically consider "safe". He hasn't been thrown very far, but he's far enough from the city that he can feel the effects of the madness wavelength for the first time.]

Oh...

[He wraps his arms closely around himself, retreating against the side of the bell and drawing his knees toward his chest. His communicator screen illuminates a pale, wide-eyed face for a few moments before he reaches for the device with a shaking hand. His gaze and tone are rigid when he speaks into it.]

Someone. Get me. Quickly.

JANUARY 22 | VOICE

[thrusts]

Figures that every time I get myself entangled with that idiot or anything that has to do with that dojo, everything becomes ten times more annoying.

Has anything changed since I left? I'd ask if the loud raccoon girl, weasel girl, Shinomori or even the Battousai were still here, but knowing my luck, they are.

So, who are all of you?

第十三屆消防 ! (thirteenth fire!) // 01/22

[travel_sized4u]

[VIDEO]

[Okay...that was NOT COOL. Mushu grabs the communicator and just glares at it. Obviously he is very irritated and rather obviously his tail is wrapped in bandages.

Oh...hey...you can actually see the little guy. Glaring angrily and gingerly holding up his tail.]

Alright! Who the heck decided to move the ground, huh? It wasn't doin' anythin' and it all jus' decided to move on us!

[He growls lightly and let's his tail fall to the ground before pouting.]

An' flower pots are pretty but see if y'all gonna find anymore in this house!

[With a few low mutters he flicks off the video feed.]

Being stuck in an elevator sucks..[January 31st, after the earthquake] [Voice]

[knitbadsweaters]

[Iris was not usually frightened of earthquakes.They happened frequently at the Hazakura Temple, where she grew up, and she knew what to do. However, this was the first time that she had been stuck in a lift.

Franziska was not the type who was frightened of earthquakes either. She only found them worrisome. Being stuck in a lift because of an earthquake was another story. It’s not that she’s had some prior experience with lifts and earthquakes. She heard stories about these kinds of emergencies. One story in particular comes to mind. She’s been pressing the intercom button repeatedly. It wasn’t responding.

Thankfully, however, after panicking for a few minutes, Iris gained enough self-control to turn on her communicator while Franziska was busy pressing the button]

H-hello?! This is Iris....I am in one of the elevators of the Fatality Condoniums with Miss Von Karma, and....I-I think we’re now trapped....

[Franziska notices what Iris was doing and holds her hand out for the communicator.]

May I?.

Huh?! Uh....s-sure....

.[Franziska gets the communicator and, after remembering that it wasn’t a celphone and shouldn’t be pressed to her ear, starts her part of the message.]

We’re stuck somewhere between the fourth and sixth floor. Lack of oxygen shouldn’t be an issue. But someone should assist us with escaping this place before the next aftershock.

[And pressing the filter button faster than Iris could (possibly) say no.]

[filter: the Agency (those who Franziska knows)]

One of you should check on Edgeworth. Bring a bottle of clean water and some smelling salts if you can. Keep him away from his communicator.

[And tossing the communicator back to Iris. Franziska’s just going to sit down now.]


[OOC: Both Iris and Franziska will reply to comments. Purple is Iris, Blue is Franziska.]