Fireworks

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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

[maserannas]

[ She considers before she answers. ]

Do you have supplies on you?

[retconciled]

[Milla mentally sighs, something that can be heard.]

Well, I have my sword. And my artes.

[maserannas]

Your arts?

[ There's a questioning tone to her mental voice, wondering at what further explanation there she's missing. Healing arts? Martial arts? Underwater collection of missing person arts? ]

[retconciled]

[Fine arts. A bachelor's degree in fact.]

Oh it's like magic? I guess that's what it's usually called in other worlds. I can do water, earth, fire and wind artes. Oh and a little bit of healing. It's not the best but I can do it.

[maserannas]

[ Ooh, an educated lady~! ]

Magic... Fire would be the only familiar one to me out of those you've named. I'd be interested in seeing your casting, one of these days, but on a practical level, how extensive are your healing arts, and can your water arts do anything to provide fresh water if needed?

[retconciled]

I'm more of an offensive fighter than defensive, you know? I can heal some minor injuries no problem though. And the water I summon is definitely fresh and pure.

[maserannas]

You don't require a vessel to summon it into?

[retconciled]

It comes from me. I guess you could say I'm the channeling vessel.

[maserannas]

[ In person, her pause would be accompanied by body language; here, there's a sense of amusement that almost comes across in her mental voice. ]

I more meant to hold the water should someone else need to drink. Cupping hands is well and good enough, but a little awkward when treading water.

[retconciled]

[Really she's just grateful she can't see the way she blushes in embarrassment.]

Oh! Oh, right, of course. I knew that! [A pause. Right she has a good point.] ...I guess we could use a pot. But then we have one less pot to cook in.

[maserannas]

[ There's still a lingering sort of amusement, but more than anything else, she appreciates how Milla's making considerations of overall needs. ]

The point being less relevant unless you presently have a pot on you. Moreover, borrowing one for a while would be fine, though a canteen might service better.