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 ♥]
[Well, that was. Undignified of her. It's not as if she spends all her time swimming anyway, as if she's the best at it, but having to be pulled out of the water like that is still...
Well. The explosion certainly qualifies as extenuating circumstances. And Josephine's just grateful she had someone to help her.]
Yes, of course. [She nods, moving to stand with as much dignity as she can muster after that.] Thank you. I feared I was in trouble this time.
[Whether it was just a helping hand up or a complete, full-body lift into the relative safety of the dry floor of the base, of course it's embarrassing. Uranus would have been just as humiliated to need that kind of help recovering. She stands from her crouch, testing a thought. Josephine might be a little weak, but she doesn't think less of her for now. She never pretended to be anything she isn't.
She shrugs the thanks off, cold enough that it's a little rude.] You aren't out of danger yet. [Maybe "next time" will be different. Radiation can be sneaky in its lethality.] There won't be anyone left to run this place if everyone out there burned up because of it.
[Josephine might actually feel a little better had it only been a helping hand...
...In any case. Now, that's hardly the ideal way to accept thanks. Still, she says nothing about it, only nods again. This is hardly the time, after all. Besides, she's well aware the fact she even noticed it at a time like this must be a sign she's just a little stressed.]
Yes, you're quite right. We'd best make sure no one burns up then, shouldn't we? [All right, all right, she can do this...!!] How can I help?
[There's no time for manners in times of crisis, Josephine.
Then again, Uranus is brusque even against the lowest of stakes, and things aren't dire enough for her always-tenuous hold on her own aloofness to slip.]
Look out for yourself, first. [Again: No help from the dead.] Then...
[There's a painful pause in which 'make yourself useful' might go. Her appraising gaze rakes the disheveled woman over, icy.] What can you do? [Maybe she should just stay out of the way.]
They have. I've heard them. [The telepathy network has been firing constantly, checking in, or lost, or looking for assistance - or offering it. It had taken all her willpower to stifle the urge to dive in immediately. Uranus doesn't have the luxury to be so careless. Like she advised Josephine, she can't afford to fall prey to heroic impulses. But what drove her to linger here, then? Why should she continue to stay at the water and offer her hand?]
How far out were you? We could see it from here. [The oil and fire had scalded the surface of the sea.]
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Well. The explosion certainly qualifies as extenuating circumstances. And Josephine's just grateful she had someone to help her.]
Yes, of course. [She nods, moving to stand with as much dignity as she can muster after that.] Thank you. I feared I was in trouble this time.
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She shrugs the thanks off, cold enough that it's a little rude.] You aren't out of danger yet. [Maybe "next time" will be different. Radiation can be sneaky in its lethality.] There won't be anyone left to run this place if everyone out there burned up because of it.
[But they're not a team!]
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...In any case. Now, that's hardly the ideal way to accept thanks. Still, she says nothing about it, only nods again. This is hardly the time, after all. Besides, she's well aware the fact she even noticed it at a time like this must be a sign she's just a little stressed.]
Yes, you're quite right. We'd best make sure no one burns up then, shouldn't we? [All right, all right, she can do this...!!] How can I help?
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Then again, Uranus is brusque even against the lowest of stakes, and things aren't dire enough for her always-tenuous hold on her own aloofness to slip.]
Look out for yourself, first. [Again: No help from the dead.] Then...
[There's a painful pause in which 'make yourself useful' might go. Her appraising gaze rakes the disheveled woman over, icy.] What can you do? [Maybe she should just stay out of the way.]
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You need not worry about me. Now that you have helped me, I'll ensure I stay safe.
I could help the others coming in, perhaps? It would not surprise me if some have been disorientated by this.
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They have. I've heard them. [The telepathy network has been firing constantly, checking in, or lost, or looking for assistance - or offering it. It had taken all her willpower to stifle the urge to dive in immediately. Uranus doesn't have the luxury to be so careless. Like she advised Josephine, she can't afford to fall prey to heroic impulses. But what drove her to linger here, then? Why should she continue to stay at the water and offer her hand?]
How far out were you? We could see it from here. [The oil and fire had scalded the surface of the sea.]