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ᴅᴀʀᴋ sᴡᴀɴ (theurgy) wrote in somerealityrpg,
@ 2021-02-02 00:53:00

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!gamewideplot, active: derek hale, active: emma swan

» log | emma & derek

raining down on me

what. a building comes tumbling down
when. day 3.
where. downtown; street over from carol.
warnings. injury reference, soullessness.
status. closed | in progress

Emma's altruism only went so far. And this was largely not where it went to. However, with Morgan and her young brother at the building, Emma felt it was selfish enough for her to remain near there and direction monsters away, or kill them outright.

They did seem to spawn at an alarming rate. The more they were killed the more seemed to appear, which was, undoubtedly, going to become highly unmanagable very quickly. Goodland wasn't big by any stretch of the imagination. The more monsters that spawned the less space they'd have.

There were fires burning in numerous places; from attacks, from monsters, from the damage to cars and buildings, but Emma stood fast in maintaining a space aroun the apartments to be sure that nothing got too close.

The crack and pop of something hitting a building caught her attention, dust hitting the air from nearby just as she caught the sign of a row of buildings coming down, a collision setting off the domino effect. Not that she bothered too much, until she noticed where one specific part of building as about to land.

"Derek," the plum of smoke engulfed her just as the bricks fell, Emma too slow to reach the other side of the park before the building landed, ended up standing on top of the debris rather than intervening. "Shit."

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theurgy
2021-02-10 11:37 pm UTC (link)

Ideally, she'd be able to just reconstruct the building, put things where they were meant to be, but the issue with that was putting Derek where he was meant to be and if there would be interference with where he was. The only sensible alternative was to rebuild part of the structure, find Derek and teleport them somewhere else instead.

Reconstructing the upperhalf of the building, with a slight overhang allowed Emma to clear a fair amount of the debris, larger chunks pulling themselves upwards and affixing somewhere overhead. There was still an annoying amount of mess to push through; fallen furniture, an entire floor, all littering around the area.

"This could be easier." A wave of her hand towards some bricks had them stacking up towards the left of her, some concrete joining them momentarily later, some rebar, dry wall, until she had something like a monster of her own make from random crap that was left around. "Get digging." At least it could start pulling things off the mound, looking for Derek among all the broken pieces of building.

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