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The Aurora Explosion

URSULA's voice crackles on over all forms of communication, radio and telepathic. In both, her transmission seems unstable. "Warning. Urgent. Attention required. I really mean it. Please evacuate the water. If impossible, hide immediately. The blast will be incoming from the east. The Aurora has reached critical status. Dark Matter engines failing. Core system failure impending, counting down in ten... nine... eight... sev-- sev-- five... four... three... tw--"

The explosion is felt everywhere.

Should any be above the surface in the line of sight of the Aurora, they will witness the fires of explosion. The outer shell pops and bursts into flame, billowing out, a deafening roar that cracks with a heavy wave buoying through the water. Shocks of steam fill the air, scalding what surfaces they burst over. A rain begins.

In some ways, it is the safest place to witness.

Below, the explosion ricochets. A shock blasts through the water, then another, sending wave after wave pushing seaweed flat down, knocking animals about, scattering and rocking sand. Pulses of burning hot bubbles shake through a radius, fizzling out only after it sears and disperses to ravage what rises above. Cold water filaments web through the pods of heat. The ocean shudders.

Even as far as the base, the Aurora’s explosion makes itself known. The whole structure shudders on its supports, loose items shaking and falling, rushes of white and dark water bursting past the observatory windows in one wave, another, a third, and in one empty observatory, a crack breaks through the glass, forcing URSULA to seal off the area temporarily.

Rain still falls above the Aurora’s wreckage. The last of the fires will be doused. When the waters become cool again, new sea life will move in to make food of the their dead brethren.

A strange keening shivers in the air at the edge of hearing.

[As a note, direct any questions regarding this event to the March OOC Post! And a special note for Korosensei, go for it ♥]

BASED ON CODE BY TESSISAMESS AND SUPERSUITS

Comments

[discardia]

... Then what can be done for you?

[ "Not very" doesn't mean "nothing". ]

[octoroom]

...Cold water. If we have seaweed, I can also use that.

[Seaweed itself can be good generally just to cover it, but there's also boiling it down to make some gel out of.]

[discardia]

We should... we should find you a place to sit first, and then I'll see what I can find.

[ It won't help matters if he slumps again. ]

[octoroom]

All right.

[Wearily, he takes a few steps toward her, his gaze still sticking to her cheek, where she's scraped.] You should look after that, as well.

[discardia]

I will, but it's hardly that serious...

[ SHE'S OBVIOUSLY MORE WORRIED ABOUT HIM. ]

[octoroom]

Nevertheless.

[She should take care of it. Though if she wishes to prioritise his injuries, he can hardly stop her at the present moment. He's in a much weaker state than he likes to be, that's for certain.]

[discardia]

I promise I'll take care of it. [ Dutifully. But first, a place where the poor octopus can sit. ]

[octoroom]

[Fukami nods in wordless acceptance. He doesn't need to nag her, he hopes-- he hardly knows her, so he can't assume that she's like Memoca or Wadanohara... or, out of people he's met here, Shiro.

So far as he knows, at least.

But hey, there's a chair. Good place to let poor octopuses sit.]

[discardia]

[ Good. She'll motion to it (and guide him over, if need be), only moving to grab a basin and the essentials once he's properly seated. ]

[octoroom]

[Fukami sinks with ginger motions into the chair. It's difficult to manage all of his tentacles at once when only half are injured but he does, carefully moving ones that need to be moved with the ones that aren't hurt.

And, he sinks back with a heavy breath against the back of the chair.]

[discardia]

Here-- [ And she's back again, moving carefully so she doesn't slosh any of the water out. ]

Can I see your tentacles?

[octoroom]

... [Slowly, Fukami stretches out the tentacles that've been burned. His face is more tense than its usual blankness.]

[discardia]

[ Cardia's normally more hesitant when it comes to touching others-- but she's got her gloves on, so it should be fine. She's just going to dunk a rag into the basin and gently lay it over one of the tentacles.

A few seconds later, she nods to the clump of seaweed beside her. ]

I brought it, but I'm not sure what to do with this.

[octoroom]

[Fukami's tentacle twitches... but then relaxes as the cool sets in. His eyes shut for a long moment as the ebbing of pain eases.]

Dip a strip into the water to make it wet. You can do with it much the same as you are with this cloth.

[He nods to where it's laying against the burnt red skin.]

[discardia]

All right... hold on.

[ She'll peel a strip free and follow his instructions, working on draping it over the next burnt tentacle. Well, it's easier than soaking five rags... ]

[octoroom]

[Phew... Fukami exhales again, keeping his breathing as steady as possible.]

Seaweed has properties that lend itself to healing. I assume there're herbs on land that are similar.

[discardia]

There are. I learned about them from... a friend.

[ But there sure aren't any familiar herbs down here. ]

[octoroom]

There should be more under the water that are similar. There were, in my sea.

[...] But others here will have to be tested first.

[discardia]

That's fine. Testing is how you learn.

[ So said Frankenstein. ]

[octoroom]

...Do you know much about that?

[Since that's pretty truthful there-- Fukami isn't so much a scientist or anything, though. He can only test things in a different way, basic.]

[discardia]

Not much, but one of my teachers told me that's how great discoveries are made.

[octoroom]

I see. That's not wrong.

[Though, admittedly, he doesn't know as much about it as would prove of more use.]