08-08-2018, 12:09 AM
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BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS
BY THE GRACE OF THE FIRE AND THE FLAMES
There was a moment of complete darkness, and then he blinked and his eye sight adjusted rapidly, auras lighting up across the room. The air was suddenly think with panic and terror, and his throat went dry as it all hit him at once, threatening to overwhelm the empath. Too many powerful emotions radiating from his people — his gaze sought out Hazel automatically, latching onto the golden radiance in the dim, and he was heading in her direction without even thinking about it as people started shouting and yelling. The closer he got the easier it was to breathe and tune out everyone else’s emotions, focusing on his own heartbeat, his own calm. By the time he reached her side, he’d almost blocked the foreign emotions out entirely.
[b]”Everyone stay calm,” he called lowly, keeping his voice measured as he cleared his throat. Fuck. A small flame leapt to life in the air beside him, casting light across the Circle and clustered Observers. ”Look, it’s probably just surges, alright? I have no idea why the fucking doors are locked but we’ll figure this shit out. It can’t possibly stay like this for long, right?”
The truth was that he had no fucking idea, and there was a beat as he stalled, trying to figure out what he was supposed to do here. He was just as confused as the rest of them, damnit, and he had no idea what was best to help them. He didn’t know how to stop this. Fuck, fuck. A quick glance sideways at Hazel, and then he was exhaling and forcing himself to melt into autopilot.
”Right,” he continued, nodding, ”I hope you remembered your fuckin’ buddy groups, because we’re gonna be using them. I’m going to take my group to check out the control room and see if we can find an override switch or some shit. Hazel and Imperia will take their group to sort out what food and medical supplies we have inside, just in case. Roy and Vi, you take your group and work on setting up sources of light around the Circle and in the basement. Wash... fuck. Alright, Cooper’s group will figure out rooms downstairs for anyone who was staying in the bunker and is now locked in.”
A pause. His gaze scanned for Suiteheart, and he scowled. Shit. ”Suiteheart’s group, you’ll be headed by Hearteyes for now. Okay? Check into the generator room downstairs, see if you can get anything to come back on. It might not release the security but getting power is a start. Church, take your group and set up a fuckin’ game to take people’s mind off of this shit. Lessa, Anz— You two take yours to investigate any windows, figure out if they went into lockdown too. [member=1408]melody[/member] , go with their group. Roman’s group come see me, I’ll figure out what to do with you while he’s gone.”
[b]”Everyone stay calm,” he called lowly, keeping his voice measured as he cleared his throat. Fuck. A small flame leapt to life in the air beside him, casting light across the Circle and clustered Observers. ”Look, it’s probably just surges, alright? I have no idea why the fucking doors are locked but we’ll figure this shit out. It can’t possibly stay like this for long, right?”
The truth was that he had no fucking idea, and there was a beat as he stalled, trying to figure out what he was supposed to do here. He was just as confused as the rest of them, damnit, and he had no idea what was best to help them. He didn’t know how to stop this. Fuck, fuck. A quick glance sideways at Hazel, and then he was exhaling and forcing himself to melt into autopilot.
”Right,” he continued, nodding, ”I hope you remembered your fuckin’ buddy groups, because we’re gonna be using them. I’m going to take my group to check out the control room and see if we can find an override switch or some shit. Hazel and Imperia will take their group to sort out what food and medical supplies we have inside, just in case. Roy and Vi, you take your group and work on setting up sources of light around the Circle and in the basement. Wash... fuck. Alright, Cooper’s group will figure out rooms downstairs for anyone who was staying in the bunker and is now locked in.”
A pause. His gaze scanned for Suiteheart, and he scowled. Shit. ”Suiteheart’s group, you’ll be headed by Hearteyes for now. Okay? Check into the generator room downstairs, see if you can get anything to come back on. It might not release the security but getting power is a start. Church, take your group and set up a fuckin’ game to take people’s mind off of this shit. Lessa, Anz— You two take yours to investigate any windows, figure out if they went into lockdown too. [member=1408]melody[/member] , go with their group. Roman’s group come see me, I’ll figure out what to do with you while he’s gone.”
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