Everybody wants to rule the world

[maskormods]

WHO: YOU.
WHERE: Downtown Cape Canaveral
WHEN: Wednesday January 15th, around 5 PM EST
WHAT: Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; let us know if this should be edited.

Cape Canaveral. It's no longer the heat of the day and in January the temperatures will be livable; not too hot and not too cold, either. A pleasant change from the City, perhaps. The sun is on its way to setting but the last light of the day still fills the sky, bursting the city into color. The air smells like ocean.

The locals are friendly and smile and wave, looking on at you in awe. They'll approach if you ask for help, or a question, but they don't want to interfere, either; if you want to be left alone you probably will be. American flags can be seen in many windows and restaurants are rolling out their dinner menus. There's no parade, no big banners, but many storefronts have handmade signs and posters that read:

Welcome, imPorts! We love you!

The woman at the Porter told you what to expect: You know what your tattoo means, you've been given your file, and you know in a few hours they're going to be here to answer more of your questions and see if you'll stand with them or if you'll go off on your own. "It's your decision," one of them had said, but you were already told what you get if you agree and what you don't if you don't. After that's done, she told you, you'll be driven to your new homes.

In the meantime, enjoy the area, or try to. It may not be what you're used to, but after the apocalypse even Florida might seem like an improvement.

Comments

[wisecracked]

[Kenzi tries to roll with the punches despite the doubts and worries in her mind.]

True... And the last time we ended up in a world where they were ready for us like this... [They were treated like animals and she died. But that's going unsaid. Her voice lowers as she continues speaking, well aware of the attention they're receiving.] I'm more worried about if we can trust our new friends. [Sure, they haven't corralled everyone together and forced them through any kind of evaluations or anything but she's sure they're keeping an eye on everyone.]

As far as what we're to do here...I guess keep living? The City is gone and I'm guessing Lachesis is too.

[corviform]

I'm not sure I understand them either.

[ He lifts his arm, pulling back his sleeve to look at the strange tattoo on his wrist. He rubs at it, but it remains where it is; embedded deep within the skin.

He bristles listening to the words "the City is gone". ]

Do you really think so?

[wisecracked]

[She frowns at him.] How can you think it's still there, it was eaten up by the same... [She pauses as she tries to think of how to refer to Lachesis' sister. She was far more than just a transporter or an AI tied to one, she made that much clear.]entity I talked about us trying to find.

[corviform]

[ A bit of colour drains from his face as he recalls those fangs, as big as small buildings, sinking into the city. Something dark and powerful, intangible at best, dragging them deep into its world. ]

I don't know.

[ He answers honestly.

But they haven't seen the City for themselves in a few hours now. It could have been restored.

Right? ]

[wisecracked]

[The City having been restored is a possibility but it's not one Kenzi has thought to entertain. What does it even matter if it was? They're here now and the City is probably better off with them.]

Well, we're here now, might as well make the most of it. Right?

[corviform]

I... I suppose.

[ He doesn't sound certain this time when he answers. He can't wrap his head around any of this, but he knows this much: they have now had to leave behind a dying city.

A dying world.

Who knows how many innocent lives are lost to that world? While he has to remember his priorities, a huge part of him is sickened that he could turn away from people in need so easily. ]

[wisecracked]

[Kenzi remains quiet for a few moments, staring at Gil. Sir Apple seems to pick up on his thoughts and flutters over and perch on his head.]

You're not going to get all depressed on me are you? Because you might be, like, my best friend here but I really can't deal with depression right now.

[corviform]

[ He ducks his head only a little, but in the end allows the dragon to do so. So as long as he doesn't shit on his head or eat his hair... or set fire to it in this blazing weather.

He sobers up, gazing back at Kenzi apologetically. ]

I'm fine.

[ He's being selfish, isn't he? They're going through enough as it is, so it's best not to aggravate their situation. ]

I'm going to look for Sharon.

[wisecracked]

[Kenzi tries to keep a tough look on her face but she knows how Gil is so that look is a tad sympathetic. She might be adaptive but she misses the City all the same and she does feel bad that that whole world was destroyed and that so many died.

She nods slowly and coaxes Sir Apple back to her before pulling out her comm.] Splitting up might make things easier, I'll let you know if I find her. [She waves her comm at him before stuffing it back into her pocket.]

[corviform]

[ He feels in his own coat pocket (yes, he's still wearing a coat and his cravat in this disgustingly hot weather) for the new communicator he was given, pulling it out and examining it for a second. ]

Alright, just be careful, Kenzi.

[wisecracked]

[She give an amused snort and grins at him.] I'm the one with super awesome powers that aren't too dangerous to use in places like this. Don't worry about me.

[corviform]

[ He opens his mouth to argue, but she's got a point; he definitely can't call Raven in its full form in a place like this. ]

Call me if you find her.

[ He heads off in the opposite direction, trying to push past tension and ignoring the nausea in the pit of his stomach. ]

[wisecracked]

Same to you. [She gives a little wave after him before beginning her search.]