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--"
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 ♥]
[He is, and he knows it, but he tries to fuss less when Mikleo says it. The water calming helps settle some of the tension in his shoulders and he leans against the table. When there's a pause in the ocean's rhythm he steps in with some mental humming, badly and off-key, trying to pull him away from the current a bit.]
[...okay, Sorey probably can't see it from his angle, but that does get him to crack a smile, his telepathic broadcast faltering ans starting to fade a bit.]
[His own broadcast blurs a bit more, as he tries to reach past his wooziness and rein it in to keep Sorey from doing it more; it really is kind terrible to listen to, like a purely tonal version of Sorey's attempts at poetry.
[The hum stops for a second while he thinks up a different tune, and then starts up again without preamble. It's not as bad as the first one, but he's distracted and the sound flounders when his eyes dart at a piece of movement down a hallway or something swimming outside.]
[There's no bite to it. He's quieted down, though, now that he's making an effort to not trigger the telepathy and he's sitting very still. The actual explosion and the biggest initial aftershocks are done with too, so while his head and stomach are still roiling, it's not quite so consuming.]
URSULA's warning should have helped everyone get away from it. But I think there were still people out in the water when it happened.
[The humming fades with his worry. His immediate impulse is to go and check, but he manages to reign that in (barely). Jumping out into the ocean to get himself lost won't help anyways, and with people still making their way back in it would be too easy to miss someone.]
There aren't that many of us so it'll be easy to see who's still missing once things calm down.
...I should be all right here, if you want to check who's in the base already.
[He does trust Sorey not to jump back in the boiling ocean unnecessarily without him. They've been hearing the broad telepathic broadcasts some of the others have been sending out, as well.]
[Sorey's on his feet and not standing near enough to clasp his shoulder, so Mikleo reaches out blindly and grips his forearm for a moment instead without saying anything, a grateful, steadying pressure.]
[Leaning closer, two seconds away from nudging him in the ribs when he remembers that probably wouldn't help. So he settles for bumping shoulders instead before sliding into the seat next to Mikleo, settling his nerves and waiting for the commotion to die down.]
Me neither. But we weren't expecting something to explode in the middle of the ocean, either.
[It freaked him out, he's still a little freaked out over seeing Mikleo so knocked around from the explosion, and his tone makes it clear he'd rather not have anything like it happen again.]
It should get better once the water's calmed down, right?
[He just...very slowly, carefully elbows him. Which...makes it completely ineffectual as an elbowing, but it's more about the gesture than anything else.]
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[He is, and he knows it, but he tries to fuss less when Mikleo says it. The water calming helps settle some of the tension in his shoulders and he leans against the table. When there's a pause in the ocean's rhythm he steps in with some mental humming, badly and off-key, trying to pull him away from the current a bit.]
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That sounds terrible.
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[The humming stutters a little as he talks--it's hard to keep up the mental tune when he's speaking, but he manages.]
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[His own broadcast blurs a bit more, as he tries to reach past his wooziness and rein it in to keep Sorey from doing it more; it really is kind terrible to listen to, like a purely tonal version of Sorey's attempts at poetry.
(But he is still amused.)]
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[The hum stops for a second while he thinks up a different tune, and then starts up again without preamble. It's not as bad as the first one, but he's distracted and the sound flounders when his eyes dart at a piece of movement down a hallway or something swimming outside.]
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[He slides into a seat across from Mikleo, satisfied that he's not in need of any immediate medical attention.]
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[There's no bite to it. He's quieted down, though, now that he's making an effort to not trigger the telepathy and he's sitting very still. The actual explosion and the biggest initial aftershocks are done with too, so while his head and stomach are still roiling, it's not quite so consuming.]
I hope...nobody got caught too close to that.
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[The humming fades with his worry. His immediate impulse is to go and check, but he manages to reign that in (barely). Jumping out into the ocean to get himself lost won't help anyways, and with people still making their way back in it would be too easy to miss someone.]
There aren't that many of us so it'll be easy to see who's still missing once things calm down.
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[He does trust Sorey not to jump back in the boiling ocean unnecessarily without him. They've been hearing the broad telepathic broadcasts some of the others have been sending out, as well.]
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...I'll wait a minute. It sounds like people are still coming in.
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...this is going to take a while. I never thought I'd feel anything like this.
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[It freaked him out, he's still a little freaked out over seeing Mikleo so knocked around from the explosion, and his tone makes it clear he'd rather not have anything like it happen again.]
It should get better once the water's calmed down, right?
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You sure you're all right?
[Seeing Sorey get knocked into the rocks and coral hadn't been great for him, either.]
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[There are bruises and scrapes he'll feel later, but he barely noticed them until Mikleo points them out.]
Probably, anyways.
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'Probably' isn't going to cut it, Sorey.
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...fine...
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It looks worse than it actually is, I think.
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Disinfectant.
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Right now?
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