Knowhere IC

Who: Colonel Mustang & Lieutenant Hawkeye
What: Discussions about evacuations.. With no yelling.. Yeah right.
When: Evening, after this.
Where: Roy & Riza’s Apartment
Rating: PG-13
Status: Log - Complete

( Like Hell Hawkeye was going to let herself be shuffled off. She was a soldier. She was staying with her Colonel. )

Out of the frying pan, and back into the frakking frying pan. Hi. Kara Thrace.

Alright. If we're going to start with the execution of evacuation plans, you might as well point me towards the bar. No matter how hard we try, we're still going to leave people behind.

If you notice any ships that have space flight capabilities, have their owners contact me. I'd like to make sure they won't end up marooned somewhere else.

Tony, you up for this?

These damnable creatures, may they be eaten by hounds in Hel!

No sooner did I arrive and place my latest supply stores upon the ground did I notice a swarm of them inside the container, having already eaten every last bite! They must have fallen inside from above, likely having burst free of some ventilation.

I'm afraid that my latest delivery will be somewhat lacking. Please, fellows, continue to do your best to ration our wares. I have no doubt we will be - !!!!



No! No, release my cape! I will grind you to a paste beneath my heel, I swear it! Foul, wretched spot!



...ah, pardon my outburst. A small surprise had latched onto my attire.

Now. Despite my hatred for these tribbles, I caution you all: do no business with the Collector. Ignore his offer of reward - it will not profit you in the end. Yes, Tivan, you deplorable lout, I know you are here. You are an unending headache, and should I ever see you, my hammer will swiftly greet you between the eyes.

[Voice post]

[Li-Ming's voice is crisp as ever, although it is tinged with frustration. There is laughter nearby and while it isn't hers it's noticeably Leah's]

oh nephalem solve this problem for me. oh nephalem, go kill this lord of hell. oh nephalem, wade through sewers.

all things i accept, all things i am glad to handle as this is my solemn duty.

what isn't my solemn duty is getting near buried in those little walking plagues! stop laughing leah and help!

Once an evacuation plan is in place, do you all have a rough idea who is staying?...I finished the arrays design tonight. I heard there are some volunteers to draw it that weren't alchemists. I'll have to send it to you to practice drawing. It's...not easy and it needs to be exact.

Who: Edward & Alphonse Elric and York
What: The aftermath of a long day.
When: Evening, after this.
Where: Elric & Spartan Apartment
Rating: PG
Status: Log - Complete

( This was a place he never expected to end up. Resting there against York it really wasn’t that hard to fall asleep anymore. He’d found someplace safe even among the chaos that was his ridiculous brain. York’s even breathing and the sounds of North and Al near by finally caused Ed’s exhaustion to catch up with him. )

Who: Dr. Watson & York
What: The new doctor gets a warm welcome
When: Late evening, shortly after Watson arrives.
Where: The Clinic
Rating: PG-13
Status: Log - Complete

( Oh, my. He was short. Ahem. )