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taxonomites2010-07-02 07:40 pm
demonologist) wrote in taxonomites2010-07-02 07:40 pm
V: [Location: Wolfram and Hart | Osten + Voice] The Cracks Are Showing
Wesley's tired. He can't seem to get any decent sleep. Only snatches. He and the others are still working to produce more oxygen cylinders to stave off the inevitable but the work is taking its toll.
What they're doing only seems like a way to keep themselves occupied and fighting in some fashion against forces far beyond their control. The proverbial finger in the dyke which is about to burst.
He paces the lobby, taking off his glasses to pinch at the bridge of his nose. There's a pressure behind his eyes. A dull headache he can't seem to get rid of. The space feels oppressive, even though he's not particularly claustrophobic.
Stepping outside he actually welcomes the rain and wind buffeting at his body. He pulls his jacket closer around his body. Gazing upwards, he's surprised to see that beyond the occasional cloud, a vast expanse of cavernous rock spans what used to be the sky. Curious, he starts to walk further down the blocks in a south-easterly direction. Forgetting his own rule to stay close to his friends and allies, he heads towards the outskirts of Osten quarter.
It soon becomes apparent that a rank foul-smelling sort of air is wafting past him. Breathable air.
The unseen barrier is down. That much seems clear. And with it comes a possible reprieve for Taxon's citizens.
He activates his bracelet, speaking into it:
"I believe that the forcefield encompassing the city has completely collapsed. There seems to be a sustainable environment past it. If someone is able to recheck the oxygen and CO2 levels that would be appreciated. I'm going to investigate further to see if the barrier collapse extends to the city walls themselves."
[OOC: Wasn't sure about format here, please let me know if I need to tweak ;)]
What they're doing only seems like a way to keep themselves occupied and fighting in some fashion against forces far beyond their control. The proverbial finger in the dyke which is about to burst.
He paces the lobby, taking off his glasses to pinch at the bridge of his nose. There's a pressure behind his eyes. A dull headache he can't seem to get rid of. The space feels oppressive, even though he's not particularly claustrophobic.
Stepping outside he actually welcomes the rain and wind buffeting at his body. He pulls his jacket closer around his body. Gazing upwards, he's surprised to see that beyond the occasional cloud, a vast expanse of cavernous rock spans what used to be the sky. Curious, he starts to walk further down the blocks in a south-easterly direction. Forgetting his own rule to stay close to his friends and allies, he heads towards the outskirts of Osten quarter.
It soon becomes apparent that a rank foul-smelling sort of air is wafting past him. Breathable air.
The unseen barrier is down. That much seems clear. And with it comes a possible reprieve for Taxon's citizens.
He activates his bracelet, speaking into it:
"I believe that the forcefield encompassing the city has completely collapsed. There seems to be a sustainable environment past it. If someone is able to recheck the oxygen and CO2 levels that would be appreciated. I'm going to investigate further to see if the barrier collapse extends to the city walls themselves."
[OOC: Wasn't sure about format here, please let me know if I need to tweak ;)]
[Location: Osten]
"That's my kinda parting shot."
He uses his height and considerable upper body strength to haul himself up into the entrance.
[Location: Osten]
He continues to wonder who and what the blue female is. Her leap into the tunnel reveals her to have far more strength than he would estimate a human of her size to possess. He does approve of her choice of clothing, though. Unlike most human clothing, it has a clear practical purpose: armor.