Heavenly Star of Conflagration [Action - All Around Town]

[heavenfang]

-War.

War was hell.

Tir lets out a depressed sigh as he digs through another pile of rubble. More dead. No food. He'd already warned the bajkaiskierki not to eat any of the charred remains, as they may not have died cleanly. Not that he knew a thing about radiation. He just knew that you don't eat things you find that are already dead. He turned his attention to the horizon. That ominous feeling in the distance... That cloud... He turned his attention to his blond companion.-

tenei_star, have you seen any other survivors? Or any food...

-He'd wish he had bothered to pack some jerky away...-


[[ OOC: Feel free to come across any of the three travelers. They're mostly looking for other people, but will likely NOT be heading towards the highway. ]]

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[bajkaiskierki.livejournal.com]

[Well, fine. Burnt dead things were off-limits--they smelled less than appealing anyway. Iskierka could kind of get behind that.

But what about whole ones? The one the dragon's discovered and is rolling about with her foreclaws was perfectly intact and hadn't begun to puff up or smelled like much at all.

Something else stopped her. One did not generally eat humans; at least, properly civilized dragons didn't. Temeraire was horrified at the thought, and caused a dreadful ruckus when some of the more isolated beasts from the breeding grounds tried to.

This one...didn't look too much like Granby. Or Lawrence, if Temeraire ever came here and started a fuss.

...but she was hungry.]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe was trying to find if there was anything useful left in the remains of his home. He didn't stay there much these days, and siftingt past the remains of the drones of is housemates was a little too much. He was feeling a bit defeated and was sitting on the remains of the sidewalk there, holding a charred book with him. It's the only one of this sent from home that was even close to being in one piece.]

[tenei_star]

There is very little Young Master. I have found a few preserved items but I am unsure of the condition of what's inside. As for survivors... I have seen a few, other prisoners like us.

[He let the notion that all the strange "drones" were dead stay in the air. He didn't want to think about it as he wasn't quite sure how to think of them yet.]

I am worried Young Master, that sinister cloud in the distance... I have a bad feeling. What could cause something like that?

[beamiracle.livejournal.com]

[Lion is getting accustomed to the sight of death, and he wishes he wasn't. Waking up in a pile of rubble isn't so great either. Mayfield has thrown a lot of things at the people living here since Lion arrived, but never anything like this. All he can do is salvage whatever supplies he can from the wreckage and go to look for his friends and family, to see if they're safe. Which is what he's doing, despite his rather disheveled state.]