((a; open to 1 lucky contestant on the price is right))
[Haruka's in between scrap runs and ship building when the announcement crackles and falters, her reflexes sharp enough that as soon as the thunderous reverb starts echoing, she's moving.]
You need to get down! [She shows a little of some often-hidden impulse in her reaction. She doesn't think before body checking someone who happens to be in the same hall, crouching down beneath the slight lip of a wall sideboard, trying to shelter them both from debris. She puts herself in front, back turned, on alert. One arm bends up above her head for cover, the other casts out to keep the other person braced against the wall..]
Stay here...There could be another blast. [Haruka holds her breath until things seem truly quieted, then exhales into her bangs. Sweat gathers at her temple, but she smiles like she's trying to calm someone's nerves.]
((b; near the closed observatory))
Damn... [Haruka, in civilian guise, paces outside the door, just for a minute - restless and thinking on her feet.]
Well, URSULA, I guess you're busy enough already... [It's more a murmur to herself than any actual summons for the computer, and it's obvious that she doesn't expect a response. Her fingers pick through an unseen pocket, fingering her transformation pen. If she's alone for now - then Sailor Uranus will soon have to make a magnificent entrance. She needs to see what fires are still burning]
Hey - guess we took a hit, too. Be careful if you open any doors, hey? This one's already locked down.
((c; on the way to the base entrance))
[In the chaos following the explosion, she had plenty of time to transform in secret. Now Sailor Uranus, aloof, focused, marches her way to the bay doors with singular mindset. If there are people who can't come back from the boiling sea, that's a reality she has to accept. Someone was bound to fall.
But she's there to pull people out of the water or point them in the right direction as they come to the base surface, anyway, and ready to dive in herself the moment it's necessary.]
Wash that off as soon as possible, [she'll advise, without gentleness or much inflection.]
late and tldr, but super ota!
[Haruka's in between scrap runs and ship building when the announcement crackles and falters, her reflexes sharp enough that as soon as the thunderous reverb starts echoing, she's moving.]
You need to get down! [She shows a little of some often-hidden impulse in her reaction. She doesn't think before body checking someone who happens to be in the same hall, crouching down beneath the slight lip of a wall sideboard, trying to shelter them both from debris. She puts herself in front, back turned, on alert. One arm bends up above her head for cover, the other casts out to keep the other person braced against the wall..]
Stay here...There could be another blast. [Haruka holds her breath until things seem truly quieted, then exhales into her bangs. Sweat gathers at her temple, but she smiles like she's trying to calm someone's nerves.]
((b; near the closed observatory))
Damn... [Haruka, in civilian guise, paces outside the door, just for a minute - restless and thinking on her feet.]
Well, URSULA, I guess you're busy enough already... [It's more a murmur to herself than any actual summons for the computer, and it's obvious that she doesn't expect a response. Her fingers pick through an unseen pocket, fingering her transformation pen. If she's alone for now - then Sailor Uranus will soon have to make a magnificent entrance. She needs to see what fires are still burning]
Hey - guess we took a hit, too. Be careful if you open any doors, hey? This one's already locked down.
((c; on the way to the base entrance))
[In the chaos following the explosion, she had plenty of time to transform in secret. Now Sailor Uranus, aloof, focused, marches her way to the bay doors with singular mindset. If there are people who can't come back from the boiling sea, that's a reality she has to accept. Someone was bound to fall.
But she's there to pull people out of the water or point them in the right direction as they come to the base surface, anyway, and ready to dive in herself the moment it's necessary.]
Wash that off as soon as possible, [she'll advise, without gentleness or much inflection.]