#sunken.start

[pennyduckton]

"I can't keep pouring you drinks if you're not gonna pay...that's not how it works." Once again, trouble with one of the few town drunks on a midweek evening...shocker. "Bill, I told you last time-" She quickly rounded the bar to help him as he'd fallen off his stool. "Okay, just sit in the booth here and I'll get you a cab home." The blonde rolled her eyes, heading back behind the bar to grab her phone. "Are you alright? What can I get for you?" She greeted the new customer, hitting send on the text she'd typed out ready 4 hours ago when Bill had walked in semi-sober.

[immortal-hearts]

A bright smile set on soft features, the long ebony hair played with the wind, and the overdressed fairy, Ahri Moon was humming happy songs as she walked around throwing little snacks over the path she walked.

"Come little one, come ..." she called from time to time keeping up the tune and the same good humor.

For the first time in a long while, she was happy that her head wasn't exploding inside. Although there were many questions she had over the explosion, over this strange feeling ...Finding a scared dog was a priority.

"Well, you're not the one I was looking for..." Ahri said after bumping against someone, for she was busy looking at the corners around, "Have you seen a little dog or heard a bark nearby? Heard it responds by Winnie"

[cursethefadingofthelightt]

It was difficult to cope with. Everything he had known, everything he had believed had been destroyed in one night. All of it just gone... and then the church had exploded. Oh if he could have his way he'd be off this island in an instant. Not forever, his family was here and he'd never walk away from that. But a week... that might be too long, two nights, definitely two nights.

All of which he realised meant that right now he was being rude and not concentrating. "Sorry, what was that? I missed it" or rather he had been thinking too hard about something else, he really needed to get coffee.

[princeofsomewhere]

Business had already been slow before exploding churches and mutilated corpses, so on this beautifully sunny Wednesday afternoon Justin had no qualms closing down the florist early and heading to the town square with his ham and cucumber sandwhich.

There he sat on a bench, soaking in the first few rays of very early summer as he people watched. The island people were from all walks of life - not even taking into account the supernatural population. It was one of the things he loved most about his home.

He took a bite from his sandwhich just as a very sad-looking pigeon came hopping up in front of him. "You're making me feel guilty." He spoke aloud to the bird, a smirk playing on his lips as the bird tilted its head cluelessly at him. "Okay - fine." He broke off the corner of the crust and tossed it down for the darn thing. "Happy now?"

[pennyduckton]

location : the library

for : open

Penny had already used the few bags of liquor she'd managed to grab from the bar to set up behind the book checkout counter, pouring shots of whiskey for those who needed a bit of liquid courage. She took a quick shot of her own, moving infront of the counter. "Bar's closed for now guys, we don't need y'all getting all roudy and beatin' the shit out of eachother." She narrowed her eyes at some regulars who were known for stirring up trouble.

"I've never seen a storm like this - ever. If there are Gods, they're pissed about something."

[immortal-hearts]

location; town hall time; early evening open

How did she came here? You'd think it was the storm, but really, just a few moments ago, the notice of the shelters was revealed, people freaked out and unfortunately Ahri wasn't that tall. In the panic she ended up dragged all the way to the town hall. Not only she had to wait, she also had to share the same space with humans! Worst of all? Winnie was clearly out there.

'Not to mention the birds and all the other animals who are seeking shelter on places that might go down.'

The ebony haired fairy was already working in her escape plan, but until then, she stared with furrowed brows towards a window, trying to avoid as many strangers as she could to no avail. Internally blaming witches or whoever was behind this storm.

Then, those close footsteps. "I heard there are blankets somewhere over there". the fairy pointed at a random wall, her head didn't had space over trivialities, "Other than that, what is it?"

[immortal-hearts]

It hadn't been long since she'd stepped foot on place when havoc went loose. The people were up and down, chattering echoes through the wind, and suddenly, silence.

Like the calm before the storm.

Rose Cloyd entered the mysterious harbor from the latest batch of tourists and now she resting her back against a tree, drinking the milkshake the salesman was so kind to offer as a gift. With newspaper on hand reading the recent news regarding the chaotic event.

No matter how many times humans tried to excede themselves, technology was too difficult to understand. Paper and ink never seemed to fail. Rose barely had a sip when she almost spilled her drink, almost laughing at the report. 'Gas leak'

"They never learn." she said amused while she kept reading, "You'd believe they would come with something more creative, but...what's with the cloaks?"

[princeofsomewhere]

location : library

for : open

Justin had been quick to get himself to the library as soon as the alert went out, knowing they'd need help of sorts to hand out supplies. Storms weren't his thing, and there was something deeper going on. He'd been up most of the night having all kinds of nightmares - even now he felt odd. It was almost as if the storm was calling to him, telling him to stand outside in it. He'd always been terrified of storms, Adriel had spent most of their younger years teasing him about it. But now it felt different. It was as if the lightning was igniting something in his blood, every inch of his body felt like it had electricity crackling through it.

"Are you okay?" He smiled warmly as another resident entered the doors of the library, handing them a blanket from the pile, along with a sandwhich and a flashlight.