Drink Count: 13 || Bombfield, Day 1

[eyesofaserpent]

A. [Action, 915 Bilko Boulevard, or at least what's left of it]

[Crowley wakes suddenly to find the house in rubble and his drone daughter dead. The sight of her body almost makes him ill. He looks around quickly to spot April and Kyon moments before his eyes fall on the remains of the garage. It's missing his pride and joy: the Bentley. He can't stop himself from running to the foundation of the garage and looking around uselessly, as it would change the present.]

Oh bloody hell, Mayfield. Where is my bloody car?

[Priorities, mang.]


B. [Action, around Mayfield]

[Crowley is the most displeased demon. Why did he do all that work to avert the apocalypse just to see it happen here in this town? Also, things are registering as hot to him. What the hell? It wasn't that long ago that he could be set on fire and not even break a sweat.

He's been going around Mayfield, trying to find people he likes. Giles, Loki, Grimsley, Lyn, Snipes, Mika: that means you especially. Anyone else he's met, he'll also be checking in on, but mostly after or on the way to checking in on those 6.]

Oh, good. You made it out okay...

Comments

[eyesofaserpent]

[Crowley trots over and claps Giles on the shoulder.]

Same here, mate. Whatever it is we're going to be facing here, I'm glad I found you...

[watchedher.livejournal.com]

[ He shakes his head. ]

I don't know how much help I'll be. All my weapons and supplies have been entirely wiped out.

[eyesofaserpent]

Oh. Well, er... I don't seem to have any of the skills I had before myself. There's always moral support?

[watchedher.livejournal.com]

[ He gives a sudden little laugh at that and something in his expression eases, genuinely this time. ]

I suppose there is.

[eyesofaserpent]

I don't really know what we can do, but it's good to keep your mates nearby.

[watchedher.livejournal.com]

I'm in agreement with that, certainly. And, well, if things do go dangerously wrong -- as I'm sure they will -- one could say there's strength in numbers.

[eyesofaserpent]

[He nods.]

Where do you want to take shelter? My basement or yours?

[watchedher.livejournal.com]

[ With that, any lightening of his expression vanishes again. ]

I'm afraid it's not so simple-- I doubt everyone made it out unscathed, especially with the number of children in town. I'd at least like to make use of the daylight to help gather survivors, salvage what supplies we can... see if there's anything to be done about the dead.

[eyesofaserpent]

The dead are just drones as far as I can tell. I suppose if it comes down to it we could fry 'em up and have a big meal.

[watchedher.livejournal.com]

I'm aware that respect for the dead cannot be a particularly high priority when we've yet to ascertain our own safety, but that doesn't change my concern for living residents. And we will want to gather any supplies left intact, confer with others in town about what to do next. There's no telling how long we'll be here without food or water.

[eyesofaserpent]

My top priority at this point is securing a safe place. Then I can worry about that other crap.