Event Log: Dust to Dust

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Dust to Dust event
Where: All over the city!
When: January 14th-17th
Warnings: A big ol' mess.

It starts off small: the wind picks up, particles of sand and dirt and dust begin to fill the air. You might not even notice at first, not until you have to wipe the dust off your windows to see outside. After all, it's been a long time since Hadriel has experienced weather, and it's never experienced a weather event not caused by the gods before.

But the gods aren't in charge of the weather now, and even if they could prevent this dust storm, they have way too many other things to do. So it's up to you to deal with it, and as the wind rises and the dust storm moves into the city, there'll be plenty to deal with.

Once the storm is at its peak, it'll be almost impossible to see outside - and it won't be safe to go wandering, either. Entirely besides falling and hurting yourself, if you aren't wrapped up well enough the particles in the air will abrade your skin. Love that sandpaper feel! Oh, and breathing? Yeah, better make sure your nose and mouth are covered, or else they'll be full of sand, too. Hope you've got some goggles stashed away to protect your eyes. Luckily, it won't last too long - 'cause you'll have plenty of cleaning to do once the storm is over.

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Comments

[foundafamily]

[He wrinkles his nose, thinking. Though he wouldn't admit it, the dust storm has him concerned, and a part of him had been hopeful that whatever Nick would say would reveal that it's no big deal. (To which Firo could then, obviously, pretend that he totally knew that already.) He'll take the distraction, though.]

Radiation? How do you get a storm out of something like that?

[He only has a vague knowledge about it from Szilard, though he doesn't care to dig too deeply beyond knowing that it's something of a hot topic among scientists in his day (or right before Szilard bit it, since Firo doesn't keep up with these things).

As he speaks, Firo gradually makes his way over to Nick's table and takes one of the seats across from him as casually as he can. He's in this venture with Rey, so he can sit wherever he pleases, right? So what if it happens to be near where Nick already is? Firo can reassure himself and any imaginary observers that it's only because he's curious and pumping the guy for information, it's not like they're hanging out.]

[ooc: Would the processor be audible to someone besides Nick? Sounds like quite the conversation starter!]

[synthedick]

[ooc: Yep! If you want to have Firo hear it, go for it! :>]

When the whole world is saturated with it, the stuff just gets into the atmosphere. Hangs out in the clouds and comes down to poison everything all over again.

[Being perceptive as he is, Nick notes how Firo edges over to him, takes the chair across from him -- and this time, though he holds back his smile, the look in his eyes hints at his appreciation. He's not expecting them to ever be friends, no... but the fact Firo is making some attempt at conversation, and even closing the gap between them, is encouraging.

But he won't make a big show of it either, knowing that'd probably put Firo off more than anything. They're supposed to be getting along -- it's in both of their best interests, given the state of the city and their shared family.]

[foundafamily]

[ooc: Thanks! :)]

Sounds like a treat...

[At least they're not dealing with that here; there's a silver lining!

Firo frowns and tilts his head to one side as he hears the processor, a noise that he can't place. Not quite the howl of wind--softer but still audible.]

Do you hear that? Is that the wind?

[This could be bad--if the wind's picking up that much, Firo's not sure if he can barricade them in here well enough.]

[synthedick]

Hm?

[Nick actually looks over his shoulder toward the door, making sure he shut it nice and tight -- he did, thankfully -- before turning his glowing eyes to the windows. The sand battering the glass doesn't sound anything like the hum of the wind, but—]

Oh, that's probably my processor you're hearing. [He taps the side of his hat, up near his cranium.] The one up here acts about like the human brain, complete with telling me when I oughtta see a doctor. Or in my case, a mechanic.

[Close enough.]

[foundafamily]

[Firo's look of curiosity twists into a grave frown.]

Uh, so what's that mean? Are you gonna keel over here or something?

[Is there even a mechanic around here? What's he supposed to do? Rey would be so upset if something happened to Nick!]

[synthedick]

[Nick shakes his head -- he's really doing his best not to smile.]

No, nothing like that. And even if I did, Rey could get me working again if she had to.

[Though he'd rather not worry her like that. She didn't take it so well the last time he had an emergency shutdown.]

It's just all the grit and sand in the old parts. Nothing worth worrying about just yet.

[Not that he thought Firo was worried, of course. That'd be silly.]

[foundafamily]

[Firo drums his fingers on the table. He's not entirely convinced, and that's enough that he forgets that he's not supposed to care one way or another.]

That doesn't hurt or anything?

[synthedick]

Not unless something stops working all of a sudden. I've had my leg give out once or twice while here, even an emergency shutdown. Think I nearly gave Rey a heart attack when that happened.

[He can chuckle about that now, but it definitely wasn't funny at the time.]

[foundafamily]

What's a shutdown look like?

[Ennis had compared Szilard's ability to abruptly sever her life as a mass layoff of a branch office in a big company. Shutdown sounds almost like the same thing to Firo, given what little he knows of Nick.]