[ Pulling out his NOC Grant pauses a moment before making his voice clear, sighing lightly before speaking. ]

It has been brought to my attention that there are now two individuals who are missing. One of which, the rejse child, is around the city; and the other outside the city's walls. I cannot use my ability to find either of them but I am not rendered completely useless as far as tracking goes.

[ Oh no, he's not going to let this damn radiation or 'magic' keep him from doing what he is best at. ]

I'm going to do my best to try to find them both, but I wanted to know if anyone wanted to come and search with me. As far as restrictions go for leaving the city I'm unsure of. But we can resolve that issue once we figure out whom is to search where.

Strength is in numbers and I'm sure if some of us worked together we could find Aerith and Alja sooner rather than later.

Naturally, I am so very amused. [The tone says otherwise. And there's the steady click-click-click of heels as she walks.] Jason, how about a little creativity? Hmm. Post-Apocalyptic has been done to death.

If I don't wake up in the next three minutes, I will start destroying parts of your brain, dear. Do not test me. [Followed by the sharp click of her NOC being switched off.]

[ Considering it was getting ridiculously crowded at the duplex, Abby thought it only appropriate she try and find Jason to see how he wanted to approach that situation. Really, there was no problem with it, Tunnels and Ratchet could always share a room with someone as they were now--but she wanted everyone to be comfortable. Only problem was, Jason had been awfully quiet for a few days.

She took out her NOC to call, all the while roaming about the duplex in case he was there anyways. Rather stupid to talk over a device when a person was no more than ten feet away. ]

[ Filtered to all BTO/BDW ]

Does anyone know where Jason is? --Jason, I need you to come out of your rabbit hole for a moment. It's getting crowded out here and I think the children need some room to breathe so they don't do anything...stupid.

[Clutching a bunch of freshly scooped up flowers Alison is wandering through the streets of Paradise in awe. The Doctors in the Clinic couldn't have been happier to see her go. Especially seeing as she had smiled sweetly, hugged someone and then promptly held a stolen scapel to their neck as she demanded to know where she was.

Once reassured she had arrived safely in Paradise, Alison seemed to ease and continued to prattle away to the Doctors until they were satisfied with their check up and kicked her out. Armed with her NOC, Alison is pressing at buttons as she heads towards the park seemingly unphased at her impromptu and rather unplanned arrival in Paradise.]

This is First Sergeant Winehart of BTO. Can anyone hear me? I repeat, this is First Sergeant Winehart of the Beta-Tango-Oscar Unit, can anyone hear me? Over.

[She might well be smiling but currently Alison feels just a little bit out of her depth.]

Place just keeps getting weirder and weirder. God, I really wanna get outside that wall.

[An indrawn breath, released on a long sigh.]

All right. Status report. What's going on out there, people?

So with the supplies from his royal doucheness I managed to wrangle out some essentials. Well, for feet going into boots and heads that lack circulation anyway.

Modest fees, naturally. And if anyone has a pack of smokes I'll take one of those. Or a bottle of bourbon. And if you have explosives, well, there's very little to limit what I'd do for that.

( And don't bitch about the colours. First come first served.Collapse )

[There's a lot of....scrabbling as someone tries to catch their NOC as it goes skittering across the floor thanks to said someone's wild flailing upon waking up.]

Sonuvabitch, that was fucked up...Jesus H. Christ...

[The Jason clears his throat and speaks a little more clearly.]

Yo. Everyone all right? Speak up, people.

...anyone else have crazy assed dreams? I wonder about the water...

So... [cue a lot of coughing] that was fun.






I'm kinda over this radiation bullshit.

Anyone get eaten?

Well would you look at that.. holy crap, it's .. like.. less painful to acknowledge than before.

Hot! This whole damn city just got a boob job.

[Snicker.] Ahh, I probably shouldn't have said that, but oh God.. this is a lot better than what it was before..

I'm going exploring!

[ She's somewhere between confused and annoyed, but there's no hiding the relief that they can open the doors and unbar the windows. And most importantly; they were safe. But there was of course the one little issue of-- outside. It was all different. ]

Everything at the bar is secure now, and we're letting those who took refuge inside to leave and exit back to their homes, as it appears that everything is 'safe'. Or as safe as this place can claim to be at the moment.

While I'm happy for this, there's one thing that bugs me: what the hell happened to the city? I haven't been here long, I know, but...is it just me, or have things changed? Drastically?