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 just...very slowly, carefully elbows him. Which...makes it completely ineffectual as an elbowing, but it's more about the gesture than anything else.]
I'm not going anywhere, and there's no point leaving them untreated.
[He knows better than to make Sorey keep sitting still too long when he's worried and able-bodied, too; if Sorey won't go check on other people yet, then he can at least take care of himself.]
[Without anymore fuss he ducks out of the room in search of disinfectant, also taking the opportunity to do a proper headcount of who's inside. It doesn't look like anyone's missing, and he comes back with his bundle of first aid supplies and a clearer expression.]
[Mikleo's progressed to sitting up properly by the time he's back, though he's still keeping firmly off his feet; his own expression lightens a little when he sees Sorey's.]
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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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and then seems to realize he's supposed to move]
Right now?
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[He knows better than to make Sorey keep sitting still too long when he's worried and able-bodied, too; if Sorey won't go check on other people yet, then he can at least take care of himself.]
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[He's already stiff from sitting still, and there's the tiniest wince as he gets to his feet.]
I'll be five minutes. You gonna be okay for now?
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All right?
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[He takes a seat and sets his stuff on the table, digging through to find the disinfectant.]
You feeling better?
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I don't know if that'll help with a headache, but hold onto it just in case.
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[But he does take it.]
Thanks.
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[under his breath]
Kelp gels?
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Those probably wouldn't taste very good.
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[...pulls a face too...why did he start talking about fish gels when his stomach hasn't settled yet. That was dumb.]
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But about just as smelly. I don't think it helps when both of them would make you feel like you want to throw up.
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[puts his face back down on the table; the cool metallic surface against his forehead makes him feel better.]
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