Falling Sky [active/open]

[paixaomods]

Character(s): Anyone and everyone
Content: The domes are falling!
Setting: Entirety of Paixao
Time: Week 42
Warnings: Probably violence and injury.
Note: This will be multi-thread style. Feel free to toss your characters wherever they may be!

There was a loud bang and suddenly the painted skies of Paixao began to crack. Angels and clouds separated from the mural they had once been apart of and began to fell to the earth, crushing anyone and anything they managed to land on.

They were the first, but they certainly weren't the last.

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[beautifulrondo]

Krichevskoy nodded. Good. Everyone was accounted for--for now. "Is the church at the end of the island too far?" It was the most obvious landmark, but if it was too far for them he could find another.

[overlords_wrath]

"Good enough," was Laharl's response. It wouldn't take him and Flonne long to get there, and from there they could go up to the Netherworld floor or something, so it made sense.

[beautifulrondo]

"I will try to find a healer on the way," he said, and turned to leave.

[lovesamidboss]

The grip between the two was different. Certainly it was familiar, and Gwen sunk into the warmth, ducking her head. Externally she looked fine, except for her frequent need to slip out of consciousness once and awhile. Internally, though, was anyone's guess. It wasn't anything fatal, though.

She opened her eyes and tilted her head to the side, against his chest, to look up at her husband, and awkwardly patted him. "It's alright, honey." Paixao falling around them aside.

[beautifulrondo]

"It will be soon," he assured her, dodging another chunk of ceiling that fell nearby. "I will find someone to help as soon as we are out of this place." At least they were closer to the exit than most others were.

He glanced down at her with concern. "Are you doing all right?" he asked her. Laharl had given him an answer, but her...

[lovesamidboss]

Did you really think she was going to give you a better answer than Laharl? He shouldn't have to worry (of course, if the situation were reversed and he was hiding the truth from her, he would have been in a lot of trouble).

So in the process of trying to tell him that she was fine, she started to cough again, which dissolved into a strange chuckle. Well alright. No completely hiding it. "I'll manage," she said at last.

[beautifulrondo]

She wasn't lying to him, but the fact that she couldn't say anything about it made him worry all the more. "Hold on tight," he told her, and tried to shift his grip on her as gently as possible while he picked up speed. As he ran, Krichevskoy's cape shifted into a pair of wings and he took to the air.

It was quicker than just running, and hopefully smoother.

[lovesamidboss]

Gwen had no trouble holding on tight. She looked down at the mess that was becoming of the city that she had been in for over four months. It was awful.

"I wish I could help," she said with a sigh, but she did acknowledge her limits when family wasn't involved. Still, it pained her to not be down there, helping. She tucked her face back against him. "At least I know you and Laharl and Flonne are safe..." She smiled, thinking about the latter two.

[beautifulrondo]

"We can try to do more once it is over," he said to her, trying hard not to pay too much attention to the destruction. It was difficult enough knowing that places that carried so many memories were being crushed without seeing it for himself.

Krichevskoy managed to quirk a small smile of his own. "It would take more than this to defeat me. Especially now."

[lovesamidboss]

"I'd like that," she agreed. "And I knew you would've been fine. It was a reassuring thought." Though she had wanted him there, but Laharl turned things around when she thought she would lose him.

[beautifulrondo]

He could only imagine just how tense the situation there had been, what with Flonne being the strongest out of the three (and even then she had always seemed better with magic than melee to him). That Laharl managed to make it out of there with Gwen was nothing short of--

Wait.

Krichevskoy frowned. "Did Laharl carry you there?" He thought Laharl was carrying her at the time, but it had been a minor part of everything else that had been occurring at the time. Only now did the thought occur to him that Laharl should not have been able to do that.

[lovesamidboss]

If Krichevskoy looked down, he would see that Gwen was smiling - maybe even grinning. Laharl was doing better with his diminished strength and power, but getting her out and all the way to her husband without any sign of strain... that was still more than he would have been able to do while sealed.

"He did," was all she said, giving him time to keep connecting the dots.

[beautifulrondo]

It didn't take very long for him to do so once that was confirmed. "When did he--?" How had he broken the seal? Krichevskoy couldn't even figure it out. If Laharl had forced it open...

Well, that could be taken care of once they were all safe.

"Nn, I suppose it is just good that he did."

[lovesamidboss]

"At the apartment. It was pretty hectic," Gwen admitted, after she tried to think of a way to tell him without making him feel guilty. Saying "Flonne and I were trapped" probably wouldn't be a good plan. "You'll have to ask him when we're all to safety though."

[beautifulrondo]

"I think I will." Yes, there would be a lot of questions for Laharl once all was said and done.

Krichevskoy landed not too far outside the gate, his cape regaining its former shape. He took a few more steps and hesitantly turned around to look at the damage.

It was terrible. The spots where one could see inside were getting larger and larger, and he could hear the people screaming inside. Krichevskoy could only stare at the chaos, his stomach twisting.

He knew he shouldn't have looked. It hurt more than he thought it would have.

[lovesamidboss]

Gwen reached up one hand to his chin and pulled his face away from the sight to make him meet her eyes.

"Don't look."

Gwen had seen enough already for the two of them.

[beautifulrondo]

"M, Mn..." He kept his eyes on her as he turned and began walking through the fields toward the church. "I suppose that will make helping harder than I thought."

[lovesamidboss]

Gwen nodded, face falling with sadness. "Yes..." She sighed. As much as she didn't want him to look...

"Krichevskoy," she said his name with almost... command. "You have to go back. You have to help everyone you can. Double that, to make up for what I can't do. I can make it to the church," which was obvious where he was taking her, there was nothing else out this way. "And I'm sure there's others already near it." If not, she could start healing herself in spurts once she rested. One wasn't supposed to be their own doctor, but she would be able to manage until there were others.

"You're the most powerful man I know." He was never a Mid-Boss to her. "You have to be there."

[beautifulrondo]

"I will," he assured her. "Once I am sure you are safe." She had fallen unconscious so many times already just getting out of the domes. He wasn't about to risk her doing serious damage to herself on the way to the church, especially not alone.

"If we find someone on the way I will go earlier, but only then."

[lovesamidboss]

Well, she really couldn't argue with it, as much as she wanted to. She would do the same if the situation was reversed, after all.

"Once I'm safe, then," she confirmed.

Once she was healed, maybe she could try to set things up for others at the church. Maybe she could ask Krichevskoy to bring back supplies they could use until the city finished shifting and was stable again. Blankets, that sort of thing. Stuff they couldn't find on the other floors.

[beautifulrondo]

It wasn't long before they reached the church, Krichevskoy having flown most of the way. He had been mostly silent for the majority of the trip, that last look at the collapsing dome burned into his mind.

They had said their home had been destroyed. So many memories lost in the rubble. Memories of a happy family being rebuilt, of reunitings and nights spent together after so many centuries.

All of that... gone.

He knew it couldn't stay. They were going to have to leave that apartment behind sometime in order to go home. But he didn't expect it to be like this.

Krichevskoy set Gwen down gently. "I may something in my inventory," he murmured, and started perusing through it. He couldn't guarantee the taste would be good to her, though.

[lovesamidboss]

Gwen had full intention of putting her all into rebuilding that home. She knew as well as anyone that they couldn't stay in it forever, but there was a quiet terror in her that was afraid of going back to the Netherworld - the real Netherworld, not the castle floor. She wasn't often reminded of that terror, but times like this...

She sat with her legs stretched out, leaning her upper body back to give her insides any breathing room it might need. She tried to remember if, before, she could see the domed city from the church. Had she ever turned around to look when she had gone to the other floors? She just couldn't remember.

"Even if it's something small, it'll help. I just need a start, some energy and rest, and I'll be able to work on healing myself."

[beautifulrondo]

After a moment, and with some surprise, Krichevskoy pulled out a bottle of thick, blue, glowing liquid and handed it to her. "Here. This should help." And she would have some energy to use a few healing spells afterward, hopefully. He hadn't been expecting to find a Soma among the usual random equipment.

[lovesamidboss]

Ah, that was a relief that he did have something. She took it and uncapped the top, giving it a sniff and holding back a cringe. She's probably had worse. She's probably brewed worse, back in her early, early days of witchcraft.

"Bottom's up." Toasting to Krichevksoy, she downed the Soma. It was about as horrid as she expected it would be, but she was quickly feeling the effects coast through her. She let out a breath and set down the bottle, then finally began making a mental check of where she felt hurt the most and what needed healing first, and started to get to work. At least she wasn't nodding off anymore.

"I can manage things here," she said to him without looking, staying sharply focused on her healing.

[beautifulrondo]

Krichevskoy didn't think the Somas tasted particularly bad, but he was likely biased. It was better than chugging the usual BBQ Sauce or (ugh) an Opened Drink. You could never tell who had already got to those, and in the latter's case, the reward was hardly worth the risk.

He didn't move for a moment, watching Gwen closely with a small frown, but after that moment had passed and he was sure she really was going to be all right and she was setting about to healing herself, he nodded. "Be safe," he told her. "Laharl and Flonne should be here soon."

With that, Krichevskoy turned, took a few steps, and flew off back toward the domes.