Day 121 : [Partially closed and open]

[bastionmods]

Who: New arrivals + Old survivors
Open: (Part 1) Closed / (Part 2) Open
When: Day 121
Where: The Scrap Yard
What: Something new has appeared on the Skyway, and a lot of somethings have crash landed there. A handful of transports that were taking the experiments from Vatheon to the mainland have suddenly been spat out in to the Scrap Yard and no longer work. Confused and an eventual mad dash for the safety of the Bastion ensue.
Format: Any
Warnings: Probably violence and maybe injury

[There was a place, another world where people from many, many, many other worlds had been pulled to against their will. Unwilling experiments for a group of scientists and forced to live years in a bubble beneath the sea, they were told not that long ago that their time as experiments was coming to an end. Naturally those experiments fought back, and at the end of it all they won their freedom. Some choose to stay on the Vatheon mainland and live out the rest of their lives with people they had come to meet and love. Others decided to return to their homes to resume the lives they had lost. Either choice, they had to return to the mainland first, before anything else could be done.

But something went wrong with some of the ones being taken there. All at once their transports would simply... stop. And and bright flash of white light preceded... something like a very violent shudder of the entire world that would knock those unfortunate souls unconscious.

When they woke, they would find they were no longer in the sea that surrounded the land and the once-occupied bubble. They were still in their transports, if not a little tossed around and banged up considering the machines had been tossed rather haphazardly on top of a pile of... well... scrap. Metal, parts, some alien some not, some old some not so much. Just. Scrap.

Scrap and several large devices holding confused, possibly injured people on top of it.

The doors will open if pushed, but the front consoles that ran the things won't turn on at all.

This is your new world, transplants.

Good luck.]

Comments

[coolerthansora]

Reassurance is what the birds need right now, much like Roxas. 'Better' is a good word; it isn't 'A-okay' but it's a good word.

"Of course," he answers, more from the immediate desire to help Axel than from an understanding of what he needs to do. But, maybe he is getting a little more coherent, because as he gets up to find a better position for lifting, he realizes the chocobos are just going to be underfoot. He gently shoos them towards the exit. "Go on, guys, we'll be right out."

[croceamors]

Saix goes to take Axel's body, a bit more confident in his own strength and stability than he is in Roxas' right now. "We'll make the Berserker carry him," he informs Roxas. It's almost an order, in that kind of cut and dry authoritative tone from back when they were working together in the Organization. It just comes to him automatically. Someone needs to take charge, after all, and Saix just always assumes it's going to be himself. He isn't too worried about his Lesser 'misbehaving' and accidentally throwing Axel off a bridge. If there's anything the Berserkers are, it's obedient when it comes to him.

[coolerthansora]

Following orders is not something that ever came naturally to Roxas, no matter how out of it he is. He takes Saix's statement as a suggestion, and glances uncertainly out towards the massive Nobody.

"Are you sure?" He can't come up with any clear argument against it, but the idea just makes him uncomfortable. Even if the Berserker complies, it isn't going to care.

[croceamors]

"It'll do what I tell it to do." There's a suggestion in his tone that says or else. The Berserker just stares back at Roxas and, possibly, seems to get a little more straight in posture than it already was. Saix just tries to get Axel outside of the transport so that they can shove the bloody fool into the Berserker's arms. Along the way, he tries not to step on any of the Chocobos, or his dog. It's a little harder than one might think, especially with all the debris about.

[coolerthansora]

Oh. Apparently Saix doesn't need his help lifting Axel. Roxas sticks close though, in case that changes, and tries to shoo the chocobos and Saix's dog out of the way.

As they come back out into the junkyard, another portal opens up not far from them. This time Roxas does summon a keyblade; Saix has his hands full, and Roxas tends to be a little protective of the person he has his hands full with.

But what steps out is one of his Samurai. It takes in Roxas and Saix's apparent cooperation, gives the Berserker an eyeless 'glance,' and proceeds to enter a competition of which one of them can appear more stoic.

[croceamors]

Watch out, Samurai. Berserker has only learned from the best.

But there's certainly an air of tension only thickening about them, that can't be denied. Saix's lips thin. Hopefully Roxas can keep a handle on that as well. He focuses back onto the task at hand, heaving Axel into the Berserker's arms along with his luggage. "Keep a good hold on him, and make sure he stays protected. The previous situation has changed." That should get through to it. Leaving the Berserker to digest this new order, Saix squeezes his eyes shut for a moment. The darkness offers minimal relief.

"New Moon, come." Glancing at the Samurai and Berserker with hackles raised, the dog nonetheless comes to Saix's side. "Roxas, can you keep your Lesser under control? We can't stay here."

[coolerthansora]

This is all natural talent right here, Berserker.

"Y-yeah." He had one of his Samurai in Vatheon very briefly, and they had pretty good teamwork while it was there. He doesn't get the feeling that this is the same one, but they should get along all right.

The chocobo chicks on the other hand do not like these weird Nobody things. They huddle close around Roxas's feet, not making a sound. That's not going to work out so well for going anywhere. Roxas crouches down with them and motions the Samurai over. "Hold out your hand a second." The lesser Nobody does as instructed, and very, very cautiously first Sunset then the other two birds draw closer to nudge at it.

"See? Not so scary." Roxas nods to the Samurai, which draws back again, and then straightens himself. "Okay. Let's go." A pause. "Where are we going?"

[croceamors]

Wow, this is kind of nauseatingly adorable, maybe??? Saix is one of those who focuses on that first descriptor, so he just stares for a moment before addressing Roxas' question.

"Out of here. With Axel as he is, we need to find somewhere safe. I doubt this is Vatheon anymore, and one of the last places we want to be in is a dump full of refuse. Hopefully we'll either find shelter or one of the others." Roxas seems to be getting a bit better, but, just in case, Saix adds, "Just follow me."

[coolerthansora]

Just be glad they aren't the tiny fluffballs they used to be, Saix.

"Okay." Roxas nods. Saix's plan seems to make sense enough. They need to find either people or a place to let Axel rest and get better. What if they find a place with people who aren't very friendly? From first impressions, it's not the most welcoming world, and many of them haven't been to Nobodies. He decides not to dismiss the keyblade.