Connor, RK800 #313-248-317-51 (
lickstheevidence) wrote in
revivalproject2023-08-19 10:01 pm
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With the bravery of being out of range
WHO: Connor and OPEN
WHERE: Watching the volcano, eventually going to the Warrens
WHAT: There's a volcano, yo
WHEN: Volcano event
WARNINGS: N/A
⭕ Three hours before the eruption:
The scroll from the Funfronds is tucked in Connor's pocket, but he hasn't made any attempts to heed the message just yet. His curiosity is too great to turn tail and take cover in the Warrens. He pats the pocket of his dusty jeans to make sure his device and quarter are still safely there along with the scroll. As horrible as it might sound, Connor's a bit of a loner and while he's half-heartedly keeping an eye out for anyone who might need some help getting to the Warrens, he's more concerned with satisfying his own curiosity about what's happening as he's never seen or experienced a volcanic eruption before. He's got a makeshift cloth mask wrapped around his mouth and nose to try to keep his ventilation units from becoming clogged as he watches the belching mountain while he slowly makes his way to the underground shelter. The flash of light from the shield catches him off-guard, and he hastens his steps just a little towards the rendezvous point. Maybe he'll meet a few last-minute strays like himself on the way.
WHERE: Watching the volcano, eventually going to the Warrens
WHAT: There's a volcano, yo
WHEN: Volcano event
WARNINGS: N/A
⭕ Three hours before the eruption:
The scroll from the Funfronds is tucked in Connor's pocket, but he hasn't made any attempts to heed the message just yet. His curiosity is too great to turn tail and take cover in the Warrens. He pats the pocket of his dusty jeans to make sure his device and quarter are still safely there along with the scroll. As horrible as it might sound, Connor's a bit of a loner and while he's half-heartedly keeping an eye out for anyone who might need some help getting to the Warrens, he's more concerned with satisfying his own curiosity about what's happening as he's never seen or experienced a volcanic eruption before. He's got a makeshift cloth mask wrapped around his mouth and nose to try to keep his ventilation units from becoming clogged as he watches the belching mountain while he slowly makes his way to the underground shelter. The flash of light from the shield catches him off-guard, and he hastens his steps just a little towards the rendezvous point. Maybe he'll meet a few last-minute strays like himself on the way.
